E XCURSION INTO THE P AST
A fter a night in the train, Inspector1 Craddock alighted at a small station in the Highlands.
It struck him for a moment as strange that the wealthy Mrs. Goedler—an invalid2—with a choice of a London housein a fashionable square, an estate in Hampshire, and a villa3 in the South of France, should have selected this remoteScottish home as her residence. Surely she was cut off here from many friends and distractions4. It must be a lonely life—or was she too ill to notice or care about her surroundings?
A car was waiting to meet him. A big old-fashioned Daimler with an elderly chauffeur5 driving it. It was a sunnymorning and the Inspector enjoyed the twenty-mile drive, though he marvelled6 anew at this preference for isolation7. Atentative remark to the chauffeur brought partial enlightenment.
“It’s her own home as a girl. Ay, she’s the last of the family. And she and Mr. Goedler were always happier herethan anywhere, though it wasn’t often he could get away from London. But when he did they enjoyed themselves likea couple of bairns.”
When the grey walls of the old keep came in sight, Craddock felt that time was slipping backwards8. An elderlybutler received him, and after a wash and a shave he was shown into a room with a huge fire burning in the grate, andbreakfast was served to him.
After breakfast, a tall, middle-aged9 woman in nurse’s dress, with a pleasant and competent manner, came in andintroduced herself as Sister McClelland.
“I have my patient all ready for you, Mr. Craddock. She is, indeed, looking forward to seeing you.”
“I’ll do my best not to excite her,” Craddock promised.
“I had better warn you of what will happen. You will find Mrs. Goedler apparently10 quite normal. She will talk andenjoy talking and then—quite suddenly—her powers will fail. Come away at once, then, and send for me. She is, yousee, kept almost entirely11 under the influence of morphia. She drowses most of the time. In preparation for your visit, Ihave given her a strong stimulant12. As soon as the effect of the stimulant wears off, she will relapse intosemiconsciousness.”
“I quite understand, Miss McClelland. Would it be in order for you to tell me exactly what the state of Mrs.
Goedler’s health is?”
“Well, Mr. Craddock, she is a dying woman. Her life cannot be prolonged for more than a few weeks. To say thatshe should have been dead years ago would strike you as odd, yet it is the truth. What has kept Mrs. Goedler alive isher intense enjoyment13 and love of being alive. That sounds, perhaps, an odd thing to say of someone who has lived thelife of an invalid for many years and has not left her home here for fifteen years, but it is true. Mrs. Goedler has neverbeen a strong woman—but she has retained to an astonishing degree the will to live.” She added with a smile, “She isa very charming woman, too, as you will find.”
Craddock was shown into a large bedroom where a fire was burning and where an old lady lay in a large canopiedbed. Though she was only about seven or eight years older than Letitia Blacklock, her fragility made her seem olderthan her years.
Her white hair was carefully arranged, a froth of pale blue wool enveloped14 her neck and shoulders. There werelines of pain on the face, but lines of sweetness, too. And there was, strangely enough, what Craddock could onlydescribe as a roguish twinkle in her faded blue eyes.
“Well, this is interesting,” she said. “It’s not often I receive a visit from the police. I hear Letitia Blacklock wasn’tmuch hurt by this attempt on her? How is my dear Blackie?”
“She’s very well, Mrs. Goedler. She sent you her love.”
“It’s a long time since I’ve seen her … For many years now, it’s been just a card at Christmas. I asked her to comeup here when she came back to England after Charlotte’s death, but she said it would be painful after so long andperhaps she was right … Blackie always had a lot of sense. I had an old school friend to see me about a year ago, and,lor!”—she smiled—“we bored each other to death. After we’d finished all the ‘Do you remembers?’ there wasn’tanything to say. Most embarrassing.”
Craddock was content to let her talk before pressing his questions. He wanted, as it were, to get back into the past,to get the feel of the Goedler-Blacklock ménage.
“I suppose,” said Belle15 shrewdly, “that you want to ask about the money? Randall left it all to go to Blackie aftermy death. Really, of course, Randall never dreamed that I’d outlive him. He was a big strong man, never a day’sillness, and I was always a mass of aches and pains and complaints and doctors coming and pulling long faces overme.”
“I don’t think complaints would be the right word, Mrs. Goedler.”
The old lady chuckled16.
“I didn’t mean it in the complaining sense. I’ve never been too sorry for myself. But it was always taken forgranted that I, being the weakly one, would go first. It didn’t work out that way. No—it didn’t work out that way….”
“Why, exactly, did your husband leave his money the way he did?”
“You mean, why did he leave it to Blackie? Not for the reason you’ve probably been thinking.” The roguishtwinkle was very apparent. “What minds you policemen have! Randall was never in the least in love with her and shewasn’t with him. Letitia, you know, has really got a man’s mind. She hasn’t any feminine feelings or weaknesses. Idon’t believe she was ever in love with any man. She was never particularly pretty and she didn’t care for clothes. Sheused a little makeup17 in deference18 to prevailing19 custom, but not to make herself look prettier.” There was pity in the oldvoice as she went on: “She never knew any of the fun of being a woman.”
Craddock looked at the frail20 little figure in the big bed with interest. Belle Goedler, he realized, had enjoyed—stillenjoyed—being a woman. She twinkled at him.
“I’ve always thought,” she said, “it must be terribly dull to be a man.”
Then she said thoughtfully:
“I think Randall looked on Blackie very much as a kind of younger brother. He relied on her judgment21 which wasalways excellent. She kept him out of trouble more than once, you know.”
“She told me that she came to his rescue once with money?”
“That, yes, but I meant more than that. One can speak the truth after all these years. Randall couldn’t reallydistinguish between what was crooked23 and what wasn’t. His conscience wasn’t sensitive. The poor dear really didn’tknow what was just smart — and what was dishonest. Blackie kept him straight. That’s one thing about LetitiaBlacklock, she’s absolutely dead straight. She would never do anything that was dishonest. She’s a very fine character,you know. I’ve always admired her. They had a terrible girlhood, those girls. The father was an old country doctor—terrifically pig-headed and narrow-minded—the complete family tyrant24. Letitia broke away, came to London, andtrained herself as a chartered accountant. The other sister was an invalid, there was a deformity of kinds and she neversaw people or went out. That’s why when the old man died, Letitia gave up everything to go home and look after hersister. Randall was wild with her—but it made no difference. If Letitia thought a thing was her duty she’d do it. Andyou couldn’t move her.”
“How long was that before your husband died?”
“A couple of years, I think. Randall made his will before she left the firm, and he didn’t alter it. He said to me:
‘We’ve no one of our own.’ (Our little boy died, you know, when he was two years old.) ‘After you and I are gone,Blackie had better have the money. She’ll play the markets and make ’em sit up.’
“You see,” Belle went on, “Randall enjoyed the whole money-making game so much—it wasn’t just the money—it was the adventure, the risks, the excitement of it all. And Blackie liked it too. She had the same adventurous25 spiritand the same judgment. Poor darling, she’d never had any of the usual fun—being in love, and leading men on andteasing them—and having a home and children and all the real fun of life.”
Craddock thought it was odd, the real pity and indulgent contempt felt by this woman, a woman whose life hadbeen hampered26 by illness, whose only child had died, whose husband had died, leaving her to a lonely widowhood,and who had been a hopeless invalid for years.
She nodded her head at him.
“I know what you’re thinking. But I’ve had all the things that make life worth while—they may have been takenfrom me—but I have had them. I was pretty and gay as a girl, I married the man I loved, and he never stopped lovingme … My child died, but I had him for two precious years … I’ve had a lot of physical pain—but if you have pain,you know how to enjoy the exquisite27 pleasure of the times when pain stops. And everyone’s been kind to me, always… I’m a lucky woman, really.”
Craddock seized upon an opening in her former remarks.
“You said just now, Mrs. Goedler, that your husband left his fortune to Miss Blacklock because he had no one elseto leave it to. But that’s not strictly28 true, is it? He had a sister.”
“Oh, Sonia. But they quarrelled years ago and made a clean break of it.”
“He disapproved29 of her marriage?”
“Yes, she married a man called—now what was his name—?”
“Stamfordis.”
“That’s it. Dmitri Stamfordis. Randall always said he was a crook22. The two men didn’t like each other from thefirst. But Sonia was wildly in love with him and quite determined30 to marry him. And I really never saw why sheshouldn’t. Men have such odd ideas about these things. Sonia wasn’t a mere31 girl—she was twenty-five, and she knewexactly what she was doing. He was a crook, I dare say—I mean really a crook. I believe he had a criminal record—and Randall always suspected the name he was passing under here wasn’t his own. Sonia knew all that. The point was,which of course Randall couldn’t appreciate, that Dmitri was really a wildly attractive person to women. And he wasjust as much in love with Sonia as she was with him. Randall insisted that he was just marrying her for her money—but that wasn’t true. Sonia was very handsome, you know. And she had plenty of spirit. If the marriage had turned outbadly, if Dmitri had been unkind to her or unfaithful to her, she would just have cut her losses and walked out on him.
She was a rich woman and could do as she chose with her life.”
“The quarrel was never made up?”
“No. Randall and Sonia never had got on very well. She resented his trying to prevent the marriage. She said,‘Very well. You’re quite impossible! This is the last you hear of me!’”
“But it was not the last you heard of her?”
Belle smiled.
“No, I got a letter from her about eighteen months afterwards. She wrote from Budapest, I remember, but shedidn’t give an address. She told me to tell Randall that she was extremely happy and that she’d just had twins.”
“And she told you their names?”
Again Belle smiled. “She said they were born just after midday—and she intended to call them Pip and Emma.
That may have been just a joke, of course.”
“Didn’t you hear from her again?”
“No. She said she and her husband and the babies were going to America on a short stay. I never heard anymore….”
“You don’t happen, I suppose, to have kept that letter?”
“No, I’m afraid not … I read it to Randall and he just grunted32: ‘She’ll regret marrying that fellow one of thesedays.’ That’s all he ever said about it. We really forgot about her. She went right out of our lives….”
“Nevertheless Mr. Goedler left his estate to her children in the event of Miss Blacklock predeceasing you?”
“Oh, that was my doing. I said to him, when he told me about the will: ‘And suppose Blackie dies before I do?’ Hewas quite surprised. I said, ‘Oh, I know Blackie is as strong as a horse and I’m a delicate creature—but there’s such athing as accidents, you know, and there’s such a thing as creaking gates …’ And he said, ‘There’s no one—absolutelyno one.’ I said, ‘There’s Sonia.’ And he said at once, ‘And let that fellow get hold of my money? No—indeed!’ I said,‘Well, her children then. Pip and Emma, and there may be lots more by now’—and so he grumbled33, but he did put itin.”
“And from that day to this,” Craddock said slowly, “you’ve heard nothing of your sister-in-law or her children?”
“Nothing—they may be dead—they may be—anywhere.”
They may be in Chipping Cleghorn, thought Craddock.
As though she read his thoughts, a look of alarm came into Belle Goedler’s eyes. She said, “Don’t let them hurtBlackie. Blackie’s good—really good—you mustn’t let harm come to—”
Her voice trailed off suddenly. Craddock saw the sudden grey shadows round her mouth and eyes.
“You’re tired,” he said. “I’ll go.”
She nodded.
“Send Mac to me,” she whispered. “Yes, tired …” She made a feeble motion of her hand. “Look after Blackie …Nothing must happen to Blackie … look after her….”
“I’ll do my very best, Mrs. Goedler.” He rose and went to the door.
Her voice, a thin thread of sound, followed him….
“Not long now—until I’m dead—dangerous for her—Take care….”
Sister McClelland passed him as he went out. He said, uneasily:
“I hope I haven’t done her harm.”
“Oh, I don’t think so, Mr. Craddock. I told you she would tire quite suddenly.”
Later, he asked the nurse:
“The only thing I hadn’t time to ask Mrs. Goedler was whether she had any old photographs? If so, I wonder—”
She interrupted him.
“I’m afraid there’s nothing of that kind. All her personal papers and things were stored with their furniture from theLondon house at the beginning of the war. Mrs. Goedler was desperately34 ill at the time. Then the storage despositorywas blitzed. Mrs. Goedler was very upset at losing so many personal souvenirs and family papers. I’m afraid there’snothing of that kind.”
So that was that, Craddock thought.
Yet he felt his journey had not been in vain. Pip and Emma, those twin wraiths35, were not quite wraiths.
Craddock thought, “Here’s a brother and sister brought up somewhere in Europe. Sonia Goedler was a rich womanat the time of her marriage, but money in Europe hasn’t remained money. Queer things have happened to moneyduring these war years. And so there are two young people, the son and daughter of a man who had a criminal record.
Suppose they came to England, more or less penniless. What would they do? Find out about any rich relatives. Theiruncle, a man of vast fortune, is dead. Possibly the first thing they’d do would be to look up their uncle’s will. See if byany chance money had been left to them or to their mother. So they go to Somerset House and learn the contents of hiswill, and then, perhaps, they learn of the existence of Miss Letitia Blacklock. Then they make inquiries36 about RandallGoedler’s widow. She’s an invalid, living up in Scotland, and they find out she hasn’t long to live. If this LetitiaBlacklock dies before her, they will come into a vast fortune. What then?”
Craddock thought, “They wouldn’t go to Scotland. They’d find out where Letitia Blacklock is living now. Andthey’d go there—but not as themselves … They’d go together—or separately? Emma … I wonder?… Pip and Emma… I’ll eat my hat if Pip, or Emma, or both of them, aren’t in Chipping Cleghorn now….”
点击
收听单词发音
收听单词发音 |
1
inspector
|
|
| n.检查员，监察员，视察员 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
2
invalid
|
|
| n.病人，伤残人；adj.有病的，伤残的；无效的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
3
villa
|
|
| n.别墅，城郊小屋 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
4
distractions
|
|
| n.使人分心的事[人]( distraction的名词复数 )；娱乐，消遣；心烦意乱；精神错乱 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
5
chauffeur
|
|
| n.(受雇于私人或公司的)司机；v.为…开车 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
6
marvelled
|
|
| v.惊奇，对…感到惊奇( marvel的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
7
isolation
|
|
| n.隔离，孤立，分解，分离 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
8
backwards
|
|
| adv.往回地，向原处，倒，相反，前后倒置地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
9
middle-aged
|
|
| adj.中年的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
10
apparently
|
|
| adv.显然地；表面上，似乎 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
11
entirely
|
|
| ad.全部地，完整地；完全地，彻底地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
12
stimulant
|
|
| n.刺激物，兴奋剂 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
13
enjoyment
|
|
| n.乐趣；享有；享用 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
14
enveloped
|
|
| v.包围，笼罩，包住( envelop的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
15
belle
|
|
| n.靓女 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
16
chuckled
|
|
| 轻声地笑( chuckle的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
17
makeup
|
|
| n.组织；性格；化装品 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
18
deference
|
|
| n.尊重，顺从；敬意 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
19
prevailing
|
|
| adj.盛行的；占优势的；主要的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
20
frail
|
|
| adj.身体虚弱的；易损坏的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
21
judgment
|
|
| n.审判；判断力，识别力，看法，意见 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
22
crook
|
|
| v.使弯曲；n.小偷，骗子，贼；弯曲(处) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
23
crooked
|
|
| adj.弯曲的；不诚实的，狡猾的，不正当的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
24
tyrant
|
|
| n.暴君，专制的君主，残暴的人 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
25
adventurous
|
|
| adj.爱冒险的；惊心动魄的，惊险的，刺激的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
26
hampered
|
|
| 妨碍，束缚，限制( hamper的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
27
exquisite
|
|
| adj.精美的；敏锐的；剧烈的，感觉强烈的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
28
strictly
|
|
| adv.严厉地，严格地；严密地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
29
disapproved
|
|
| v.不赞成( disapprove的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
30
determined
|
|
| adj.坚定的；有决心的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
31
mere
|
|
| adj.纯粹的；仅仅，只不过 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
32
grunted
|
|
| （猪等）作呼噜声( grunt的过去式和过去分词 )； （指人）发出类似的哼声； 咕哝着说 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
33
grumbled
|
|
| 抱怨( grumble的过去式和过去分词 )； 发牢骚； 咕哝； 发哼声 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
34
desperately
|
|
| adv.极度渴望地，绝望地，孤注一掷地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
35
wraiths
|
|
| n.幽灵( wraith的名词复数 )；（传说中人在将死或死后不久的）显形阴魂 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
36
inquiries
|
|
| n.调查( inquiry的名词复数 )；疑问；探究；打听 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
| 欢迎访问英文小说网 |