诺伍德的建筑师（6）（在线收听）

It was a clang of the bell, followed instantly by heavy steps upon the stair. A moment later our old friend Lestrade appeared in the doorway. Over his shoulder I caught a glimpse of one or two uniformed policemen outside.

“Mr. John Hector McFarlane?” said Lestrade.

Our unfortunate client rose with a ghastly face.

“I arrest you for the wilful murder of Mr. Jonas Oldacre, of Lower Norwood.”

McFarlane turned to us with a gesture of despair, and sank into his chair once more like one who is crushed.

“One moment, Lestrade,” said Holmes. “Half an hour more or less can make no difference to you, and the gentleman was about to give us an account of this very interesting affair, which might aid us in clearing it up.”

“I think there will be no difficulty in clearing it up,” said Lestrade, grimly.

“None the less, with your permission, I should be much interested to hear his account.”

“Well, Mr. Holmes, it is difficult for me to refuse you anything, for you have been of use to the force once or twice in the past, and we owe you a good turn at Scotland Yard,” said Lestrade. “At the same time I must remain with my prisoner, and I am bound to warn him that anything he may say will appear in evidence against him.”

“I wish nothing better,” said our client. “All I ask is that you should hear and recognise the absolute truth.”

Lestrade looked at his watch. “I'll give you half an hour,” said he.

“I must explain first,” said McFarlane, “that I knew nothing of Mr. Jonas Oldacre. His name was familiar to me, for many years ago my parents were acquainted with him, but they drifted apart. I was very much surprised, therefore, when yesterday, about three o'clock in the afternoon, he walked into my office in the City. But I was still more astonished when he told me the object of his visit. He had in his hand several sheets of a note-book, covered with scribbled writing—here they are—and he laid them on my table.

那是门铃响了，立即又从楼梯上传来沉重的脚步声。过了一会儿，我们的老朋友雷斯垂德出现在房门口。我从他身后一眼看见门外站着的两名穿制一服的警察。

我们这位不幸的委托人站起身来，脸色发白。

“由于你蓄意谋杀下诺伍德的约纳斯·奥德克先生，我现在逮捕你。”

麦克法兰作出一个绝望的手势向我们求援。

“等一等，雷斯垂德。”福尔摩斯说，“再等半个小时左右不会对你有影响吧。这位绅士正要给我们讲这桩非常有趣的事件的经过，这可能帮助我们把事情弄清楚。”

“我觉得弄清楚它不会有困难了，”雷斯垂德冷酷地说。

“不过，如果你允许的话，我倒很有兴趣听他讲。”

“好吧，福尔摩斯先生，我很难拒绝你的任何要求，因为过去你给我们帮过一两次忙，在我们苏格兰场这方面，还欠你一份情呢。”雷斯垂德说，“我必须同犯人在一起，而且还不得不警告他：凡是他说的话都会成为不利于他的证据。”

“这再好不过了，”我们的委托人说，“我只请求您一定要听我讲，并且明白我讲的绝对是真话。”

雷斯垂德看了一下他的表。“我给你半小时，”他说。

“我必须先说明，”麦克法兰说，“我对约纳斯·奥德克先生一点都不了解。他的名字我熟悉，因为很多年以前我父母和他认识，但是他们后来疏远了。因此，昨天下午，大约三点钟，当他走进我城里的办公室的时候，我感到非常奇怪。在他说明了来意之后，我感到更加惊奇。他手里拿着几张从笔记本中撕下来的单页，上面写满了很潦草的字——就是这几张——把它放在我桌上。