空屋（16）

I had imagined that we were bound for Baker Street, but Holmes stopped the cab at the corner of Cavendish Square. I observed that as he stepped out he gave a most searching glance to right and left, and at every subsequent street corner he took the utmost pains to assure that he was not followed. Our route was certainly a singular one. Holmes's knowledge of the byways of London was extraordinary, and on this occasion he passed rapidly, and with an assured step, through a network of mews and stables the very existence of which I had never known. We emerged at last into a small road, lined with old, gloomy houses, which led us into Manchester Street, and so to Blandford Street. Here he turned swiftly down a narrow passage, passed through a wooden gate into a deserted yard, and then opened with a key the back door of a house. We entered together and he closed it behind us.

我本来猜想我们要去贝克街，但就在卡文狄希广场闭角的地方，福尔摩斯叫马车停下来。我看见他下车时向左右探望了一下，接着在走过的每条街的拐角上又极其细心地看清楚后面有没有人跟踪。我们走的这条路线无疑是独一无二的。福尔摩斯对伦敦的偏僻小道异常熟悉。这一次他迅速而有把握地穿过一连串我从来不知道的小巷和马厩。最后我们出现在一条小路上，两旁都是一些一陰一暗的老房子。我们沿着这条小路到了曼彻斯特街，然后到了布兰福特街。在这里他立刻拐进一条窄道，又穿过一扇木栅栏门进了一个无人的院子。他用钥匙打开了一所房子的后门，我们一起走进去以后 ,他把门关上了。