诺伍德的建筑师（22）（在线收听）

Lestrade's face had begun to grow red and angry.

“I don't know whether you are playing a game with us, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,” said he. “If you know anything, you can surely say it without all this tomfoolery.”

“I assure you, my good Lestrade, that I have an excellent reason for everything that I do. You may possibly remember that you chaffed me a little some hours ago, when the sun seemed on your side of the hedge, so you must not grudge me a little pomp and ceremony now. Might I ask you, Watson, to open that window, and then to put a match to the edge of the straw?”

I did so, and, driven by the draught, a coil of grey smoke swirled down the corridor, while the dry straw crackled and flamed.

“Now we must see if we can find this witness for you, Lestrade. Might I ask you all to join in the cry of ‘Fire!’? Now, then; one, two, three—”

“Fire!” we all yelled.

“Thank you. I will trouble you once again.”

“Fire!”

“Just once more, gentlemen, and all together.”

“Fire!” The shout must have rung over Norwood.

It had hardly died away when an amazing thing happened. A door suddenly flew open out of what appeared to be solid wall at the end of the corridor, and a little, wizened man darted out of it, like a rabbit out of its burrow.

“Capital!” said Holmes, calmly. “Watson, a bucket of water over the straw. That will do! Lestrade, allow me to present you with your principal missing witness, Mr. Jonas Oldacre.”

The detective stared at the new-comer with blank amazement. The latter was blinking in the bright light of the corridor, and peering at us and at the smouldering fire. It was an odious face—crafty, vicious, malignant, with shifty, light-grey eyes and white eyelashes.

雷斯垂德的脸已经开始变红。他生气了。

“我不明白你是否在跟我们开玩笑，歇洛克·福尔摩斯先生，”他说，“如果你知道些什么，你满可以讲出来，用不着做这种毫无意义的举动。”

“我向你保证，我的好雷斯垂德，我做每一件事情都是有完全理由的。你可能记得几小时以前你好象是占了上风的时候，你跟我开了点玩笑，那末现在你就别不让我来点排场呀。华生，你先开窗户，然后划根火柴把麦秸点着，可以吗？”

我照他的话做了。烧着的干麦秸噼啪作响，冒出了火焰，一股白烟给穿堂风吹得在走廊里缭绕。

“现在咱们看看能不能给你找出那个证人来，雷斯垂德。请各位跟我一起喊'着火了'好吗？来吧，一，二，三——”

“着火啦！”我们都高声叫喊。

“谢谢。请你们再来一下。”

“着火啦！”

“先生们，还要来一次，一起喊。”

“着火啦！”这一声大概全诺伍德都听到了。

喊声刚落，就发生了惊人的事情。在走廊尽头的那堵看起来是完整的墙上，突然打开了一扇门，一个矮小、干瘦的人从门里冲出来，象是一只兔子从它的地洞里蹦了出来似的。

“好极了！”福尔摩斯沉着地说，“华生，往麦秸上浇一桶水。这就行啦！雷斯垂德，请允许我给你介绍。这就是你们的那个失踪的主要证人约纳斯·奥德克先生。”

雷斯垂德十分吃惊地望着这个陌生人。走廊的亮光晃得他不停地眨眼。他盯着看看我们，又看看仍在冒烟的火堆。那是一张可憎的脸：狡诈，邪恶，凶狠，长着两只多疑的、浅灰色的眼睛。