跳舞的小人（2）

“Very likely not; but I can quickly show you a close connection. Here are the missing links of the very simple chain: 1. You had chalk between your left finger and thumb when you returned from the club last night. 2. You put chalk there when you play billiards to steady the cue. 3. You never play billiards except with Thurston. 4. You told me four weeks ago that Thurston had an option on some South African property which would expire in a month, and which he desired you to share with him. 5. Your cheque-book is locked in my drawer, and you have not asked for the key. 6. You do not propose to invest your money in this manner.”

“How absurdly simple!” I cried.

“Quite so!” said he, a little nettled. “Every problem becomes very childish when once it is explained to you. Here is an unexplained one. See what you can make of that, friend Watson.” He tossed a sheet of paper upon the table and turned once more to his chemical analysis.

I looked with amazement at the absurd hieroglyphics upon the paper.

“Why, Holmes, it is a child's drawing,” I cried.

“Oh, that's your idea!”

“What else should it be?”

“That is what Mr. Hilton Cubitt, of Ridling Thorpe Manor, Norfolk, is very anxious to know. This little conundrum came by the first post, and he was to follow by the next train. There's a ring at the bell, Watson. I should not be very much surprised if this were he.”

A heavy step was heard upon the stairs, and an instant later there entered a tall, ruddy, clean-shaven gentleman, whose clear eyes and florid cheeks told of a life led far from the fogs of Baker Street. He seemed to bring a whiff of his strong, fresh, bracing, east-coast air with him as he entered. Having shaken hands with each of us, he was about to sit down when his eye rested upon the paper with the curious markings, which I had just examined and left upon the table.

“似乎没有，但是我可以马上告诉你这一密切的关系。这一根非常简单的链条中缺少的环节是：第一，昨晚你从俱乐部回来，你左手虎口上有白粉；第二，只有在打台球的时候，为了稳定球杆，你才在虎口上抹白粉；第三，没有瑟斯顿作伴，你从不打台球；第四，你在四个星期以前告诉过我，瑟斯顿有购买某项南非产业的特权，再有一个月就到期了，他很想你跟他共同使用；第五，你的支票簿锁在我的一抽一屉里，你一直没跟我要过钥匙；第六，你不打算把钱投资在南非。”

“这太简单了！"我叫起来了。

“正是这样！"他有点不高兴地说，"每个问题，一旦给你解释过，就变得很简单。这里有个还不明白的问题。你看看怎样能解释它，我的朋友。"他把一张纸条扔在桌上，又开始做他的分析。

我看见纸条上画着一些荒诞无稽的符号，十分诧异。

“嘿，福尔摩斯，这是一张小孩子的画。”

“噢，那是你的想法。”

“难道会是别的吗？”

“这正是希尔顿·丘比特先生急着想弄明白的问题。他住在诺福克郡马场村庄园。这个小谜语是今天早班邮车送来的，他本人准备乘第二班火车来这儿。门铃响了，华生。如果来的人就是他，我不会感到意外。”

楼梯上响起一阵沉重的脚步声，不一会儿走进来一个身材高大、体格健壮、脸刮得很干净的绅士。明亮的眼睛，红一润的面颊，说明他生活在一个远离贝克街的雾气的地方。他进门的时候，似乎带来了少许东海岸那种浓郁、新鲜、凉爽的空气。他跟我们握过手，正要坐下来的时候，目光落在那张画着奇怪符号的纸条上，那是我刚才仔细看过以后放在桌上的。