诺伍德的建筑师（1）（在线收听）

The Norwood Builder

The Adventure of the Norwood Builder

Arthur Conan Doyle

“From the point of view of the criminal expert,” said Mr. Sherlock Holmes, “London has become a singularly uninteresting city since the death of the late lamented Professor Moriarty.”

“I can hardly think that you would find many decent citizens to agree with you,” I answered.

“Well, well, I must not be selfish,” said he, with a smile, as he pushed back his chair from the breakfast-table. “The community is certainly the gainer, and no one the loser, save the poor out-of-work specialist, whose occupation has gone. With that man in the field one's morning paper presented infinite possibilities. Often it was only the smallest trace, Watson, the faintest indication, and yet it was enough to tell me that the great malignant brain was there, as the gentlest tremors of the edges of the web remind one of the foul spider which lurks in the centre. Petty thefts, wanton assaults, purposeless outrage—to the man who held the clue all could be worked into one connected whole. To the scientific student of the higher criminal world no capital in Europe offered the advantages which London then possessed. But now—” He shrugged his shoulders in humorous deprecation of the state of things which he had himself done so much to produce.

At the time of which I speak Holmes had been back for some months, and I, at his request, had sold my practice and returned to share the old quarters in Baker Street. A young doctor, named Verner, had purchased my small Kensington practice, and given with astonishingly little demur the highest price that I ventured to ask—an incident which only explained itself some years later when I found that Verner was a distant relation of Holmes's, and that it was my friend who had really found the money.

Our months of partnership had not been so uneventful as he had stated, for I find, on looking over my notes, that this period includes the case of the papers of Ex-President Murillo, and also the shocking affair of the Dutch steamship Friesland, which so nearly cost us both our lives. His cold and proud nature was always averse, however, to anything in the shape of public applause, and he bound me in the most stringent terms to say no further word of himself, his methods, or his successes—a prohibition which, as I have explained, has only now been removed.

诺伍德的建筑师

“在刑事专家看来，”福尔摩斯先生说，“自从莫里亚蒂教授死了以后，伦敦变成了一座十分乏味的城市。”

“我不认为会有很多正派的市民同意你的看法，”我回答说。

“对，对，我不应该自私，”他笑着说，一面把他的椅子从餐桌旁挪开，“当然这对社会有好处，除了可怜的专家无事可做以外，谁也没受损失。在那个家伙还活动的时候，你可以在每天的早报上看出大量可能发生的情况。而且，华生，常常只是一点极小的线索，一个最模糊的迹象，就足以告诉我这个恶毒的匪首在什么地方；如同蛛网的边缘稍有颤一动，就使你想到潜伏一在网中央的那只可恶的蜘蛛。对掌握线索的人来说，一切小的盗窃行为、任意的暴行、意图不明的逞凶，都可以连成一个整体。对一个研究上层黑社会的学者来说，欧洲别的首都没有具备过象伦敦当时所具有的那些有利条件。可是，现在……”他耸了耸肩，很幽默地表示对他自己花了不少气力造成的现状不满。

我现在谈到的那个时候，福尔摩斯回国已经几个月了。我依着他的请求，出让了我的诊所，搬回贝克街我们合住饼的旧寓所。有个姓弗纳的年轻医生买了我在肯辛顿开的小诊所，他半点也没犹豫就照我冒昧提出的最高价付了钱，使我感到奇怪。几年以后，我发现弗纳是福尔摩斯的远亲，钱实际上是他筹措的，这才明白过来。

在我们合作的那几个月里，日子过得并不象他所说的那样平淡无奇。因为我大致翻看了一下我的笔记，就找出了在这个时启发生的前穆里罗总统文件案和荷兰轮船“弗里斯兰”号的惊人事件，后者差点使我们两人丧失一性一命。不过他那种冷静、自重的一性一格，一向不喜欢任何形式的公开赞扬。他以最严格的规定来约束我不再说一句有关他本人、他的方法或是他的成功的话。我已经解释过了，这项禁令只是到现在才被撤消。