黄面人14（在线收听）

The cottage is still tenanted [it said]. Have seen the face again at the window. Will meet the seven-o’clock train and will take no steps until you arrive.

He was waiting on the platform when we stepped out, and we could see in the light of the station lamps that he was very pale, and quivering with agitation.

“They are still there, Mr. Holmes,” said he, laying his hand hard upon my friend’s sleeve. “I saw lights in the cottage as I came down. We shall settle it now once and for all.”

“What is your plan, then?” asked Holmes as he walked down the dark tree-lined road.

“I am going to force my way in and see for myself who is in the house. I wish you both to be there as witnesses.”

“You are quite determined to do this in spite of your wife’s warning that it is better that you should not solve the mystery?”

“Yes, I am determined.”

“Well, I think that you are in the right. Any truth is better than indefinite doubt. We had better go up at once. Of course, legally, we are putting ourselves hopelessly in the wrong; but I think that it is worth it.”

It was a very dark night, and a thin rain began to fall as we turned from the highroad into a narrow lane, deeply rutted, with hedges on either side. Mr. Grant Munro pushed impatiently forward, however, and we stumbled after him as best we could.

“There are the lights of my house,” he murmured, pointing to a glimmer among the trees. “And here is the cottage which I am going to enter.”

We turned a corner in the lane as he spoke, and there was the building close beside us. A yellow bar falling across the black foreground showed that the door was not quite closed, and one window in the upper story was brightly illuminated. As we looked, we saw a dark blur moving across the blind.

“There is that creature!” cried Grant Munro. “You can see for yourselves that someone is there. Now follow me, and we shall soon know all.”

We approached the door, but suddenly a woman appeared out of the shadow and stood in the golden track of the lamplight. I could not see her face in the darkness, but her arms were thrown out in an attitude of entreaty.

“For God’s sake, don‘t, Jack!” she cried. “I had a presentiment that you would come this evening. Think better of it, dear! Trust me again, and you will never have cause to regret it.”

“I have trusted you too long, Effie,” he cried sternly. “Leave go of me! I must pass you. My friends and I are going to settle this matter once and forever!” He pushed her to one side, and we followed closely after him. As he threw the door open an old woman ran out in front of him and tried to bar his passage, but he thrust her back, and an instant afterwards we were all upon the stairs. Grant Munro rushed into the lighted room at the top, and we entered at his heels.

It was a cosy, well-furnished apartment, with two candles burning upon the table and two upon the mantelpiece. In the corner, stooping over a desk, there sat what appeared to be a little girl. Her face was turned away as we entered, but we could see that she was dressed in a red frock, and that she had long white gloves on. As she whisked round to us, I gave a cry of surprise and horror. The face which she turned towards us was of the strangest livid tint, and the features were absolutely devoid of any expression. An instant later the mystery was explained. Holmes, with a laugh, passed his hand behind the child’s ear, a mask peeled off from her countenance, and there was a little coal-black negress, with all her white teeth flashing in amusement at our amazed faces. I burst out laughing, out of sympathy with her merriment; but Grant Munro stood staring, with his hand clutching his throat.

电报说道：

别墅依旧有人居住。又看到窗内那张面孔。请乘七点钟火车来会，一切等你前来处理。

我们下火车时，他已在月台上等候，在车站灯光下，我们看到他面色苍白，忧心忡忡，浑身颤抖。

“他们还在那里，福尔摩斯先生，”他用手紧紧拉住我朋友的衣袖说道，“我经过别墅时，看到有灯光。现在我们应当断然彻底解决它。”

“那么，你有什么打算？”当我们走在幽暗的树荫路上时，福尔摩斯问道。

“我打算闯进去，亲眼看看屋里到底是什么人。我希望你们两位做个见证。”

“你妻子警告你最好不要揭开这个谜，你决心不顾一切地去闯吗？”

“是的，我下了决心。”

“好，我认为你是对的。弄清真相总比无休止地怀疑好得多。我们最好立刻就去。当然，从法律上说，我们这样做是错误的。不过我想这也值得。”

那晚天色异常昏暗，我们从公路转入一条两旁全是树篱的狭窄小路，天开始下起毛毛细雨，格兰特-芒罗先生急不可耐地奔向前去，我们也竭力随在他身后跌跌撞撞地走着。

“那就是我家的灯光，”他指着树丛中闪现的灯光，低声说道，“这就是我要进去的那所别墅。”

他说话时，我们已在小路上拐了弯，那所房子已近在咫尺。门前地上映着一-E黄色灯光，说明门是半掩着的，楼上一个窗户也被灯光照得异常明亮。我们望过去，见一个黑影正从窗帘上掠过。

“这就是那个怪物！”格兰特-芒罗喊道，”你们可以亲眼见到有人在这里。现在随我来，我们马上就把一切弄明白。”

我们走近门口，突然一个妇人从黑影中走出来，站在灯光的金黄色光影中。在暗中我看不清她的脸面，但她双臂高举，做出恳求的姿态。

“看在上帝面上，不要这样！杰克，”她高喊道，”我预料到今晚你一定会来。亲爱的，请你再好好想一想！再相信我一次，你永远不会后悔的。”

“艾菲，我已经相信你太久了，”他厉声叫道，”放开我！我一定要进去。我的朋友和我要彻底解决这件事！”他把妻子推到一旁，我们紧随在他身后走过去。他刚把门打开，一个老妇人跑到他面前，想阻拦他，可是他一把将她推开，转瞬之间我们都到了楼上。格兰特-芒罗跑到上面亮着灯光的屋中，我们随后走了进去。

这是一间暖和、舒适、布置得很好的卧室，桌上点着两支蜡烛，壁炉台上也点着两支。房间的一角，象是个小女孩俯身坐在桌旁。我们一进门，她就把脸转过去，不过我们可以看到她穿着一件红上衣，戴着一副长长的白手套。在她突然转向我们时，我不由得惊骇得叫出声来。她的面孔是极为奇怪的铅灰色，完全没有丝毫表情。一瞬间，这个谜就揭开了。福尔摩斯笑了笑，把手伸到这孩子耳后，一个假面具从她脸上掉下来，原来她是一个小黑炭一样的黑人女孩，看到我们惊骇的面容，高兴得露出了一排白牙齿。看到她那滑稽的样子，我也不禁大笑起来。可是格兰特-芒罗却一只手按着自己的喉咙，站在那里呆呆地望着。