3 Baskerville Hall

Chapter 3 Baskerville Hall The following day, Holmes drove with me to the station. "We were tricked by that bearded fellow," he said. "I'm sure it amused him greatly to pretend to be me. These are cunning villains, Watson. Be on your guard in Devonshire." Sir Henry was waiting for me on the platform. We climbed aboard the train, and Holmes waved us off. As we journeyed westward, neat, hedged fields gradually gave way to wilder landscapes. Sir

第三章巴斯克维尔庄园第二天，福尔摩斯和我一起坐车去了车站。 “我们被那个大胡子骗了，”他说。 “我相信他假装成我一定很开心。 这些都是狡猾的恶棍，华生。 在德文郡，你可要多加提防。” 亨利爵士在月台上等着我。 我们爬上火车，福尔摩斯挥手示意我们离开。 当我们向西行进时，整齐的、用树篱围起来的田野逐渐让位给更开阔的风景。 先生

Henry stared eagerly at the Devonshire scenery of his youth. Before long, we saw the long, gloomy curve of the moor, broken by jagged and sinister hills. The train pulled into a small station where we were met by a coachman. Soon we were flying along the narrow lanes with their high banks of bramble, bracken, and moss-covered stone. On a hillside we spotted some mounted soldiers. Our driver explained that a dangerous prisoner by the name of Selden had recently escaped and they were out searching for him.

亨利热切地凝视着他年轻时德文郡的景色。 没过多久，我们就看到了沼地那又长又阴的弯道，中间穿插着参差不齐的凶险的小山。 火车驶入一个小站，在那里我们遇到了一个马车夫。 很快，我们就沿着狭窄的小路飞驰而去，小路上高高的石墙上长满了荆棘、蕨类植物和苔藓。 我们在山坡上发现了一些骑马的士兵。 我们的司机解释说，一个名叫塞尔登的危险囚犯最近逃跑了，他们正在外面寻找他。

Then we rounded a corner and two high, narrow towers rose above the trees. "Baskerville Hall," announced the driver. The tall, bearded figure of Barrymore was waiting to greet us at the front door. The house was enormous and gloomy, with a vast fireplace and stags' heads staring at us from the oak-covered walls. Sir Henry, noticing Barrymore was a similar size to himself, offered him a suitcase of his old clothes, which the butler accepted gratefully. After dinner, we retired to bed. I found myself unable to sleep. At some point in the night,

然后我们拐了个弯，树林中耸立着两座又高又窄的塔。 “巴斯克维尔庄园，”马车夫宣布。 白瑞摩高大的、蓄着胡子的身影正等在前门迎接我们。 房子又大又阴暗，有一个巨大的壁炉，橡树覆盖的墙壁上有牡鹿的头在盯着我们。 亨利爵士注意到白瑞摩的身材和他差不多，就把他的旧衣服装进一个手提箱，管家感激地接受了。 晚饭后，我们上床睡觉了。 我发现自己无法入睡。 在晚上的某个时候

heard the sound of a woman sobbing. It seemed to come from nearby. The following morning, with sunlight flooding through the windows, Baskerville Hall looked a lot more cheerful. At breakfast, I asked Sir Henry if he'd heard the woman sobbing. "Now you mention it, I did, but I thought I was dreaming. We must ask Barrymore about this." He rang for the butler. Barrymore turned pale when he heard the question. "The scullery maid sleeps in the other wing, sir," he said. "The only other woman here is my wife, and I assure you it wasn't her." The butler was lying though, for just after breakfast I met Mrs. Barrymore and noticed her eyes were red from crying. I was getting suspicious of Barrymore and wondered if he really did receive Holmes's telegram. After breakfast, I walked four miles to the village of Grimpen. The postmaster there assured me that his son James had indeed delivered the telegram into Mr. Barrymore's hands, so the butler couldn't have been in

听到一个女人的啜泣声。 它似乎是从附近传来的。 第二天早晨，阳光透过窗户照进来，巴斯克维尔庄园显得愉快多了。 早餐时，我问亨利爵士是否听到那个女人在抽泣。 “既然你提到了，我是说了，但我以为我是在做梦。 这件事我们得问问白瑞摩。” 他按铃叫管家来。白瑞摩听到这个问题，脸色变得苍白。 “厨房的女仆睡在另一侧，先生。”他说。 “这里唯一的另一个女人是我的妻子，我向你保证不是她。” 不过管家在撒谎，因为刚吃过早饭，我就遇到了白瑞摩太太，注意到她的眼睛因哭而红了。 我开始怀疑白瑞摩了，不知道他是否真的收到了福尔摩斯的电报。 早饭后，我走了四英里路到格林盆村。 那里的邮政局长向我保证，他的儿子詹姆斯确实把电报送到了白瑞摩先生手里，所以管家不可能在里面

London. Even so, I still didn't completely trust him. As I walked back to Baskerville Hall, a young, fair-haired man came running up. He wore a straw hat and carried a butterfly net. "You must be Dr. Watson," he said. "Mortimer told me about you. I'm Jack Stapleton. I live nearby and I'm out on the moor every day collecting rare natural specimens. Speaking of which, I hope Sir Henry's not too worried about the hound that haunts his family. It had a terrible effect on Sir Charles. I believe it led to his death." "You really think he saw it then?" "Oh yes!"

伦敦。即便如此，我仍然没有完全信任他。 当我走回巴斯克维尔庄园时，一个年轻的金发男子跑了过来。 他戴着草帽，拿着蝴蝶网。 “您一定是华生医生吧，”他说。 “摩梯末跟我说起过您。 我是杰克·斯台普顿。我住在附近，我每天都在荒野上收集稀有的自然标本。 说到这里，我希望亨利爵士不要太担心那只缠着他家的猎犬。 这对查尔斯爵士产生了可怕的影响。 我认为这导致了他的死亡。” “你真的认为他看到了吗？”“哦,是的!”

We walked together along the road. "A wonderful place, the moor," said Stapleton. "It's so vast and dangerous. You see that plain to the north with the bright green spots? That's the Grimpen Mire. One false step and you'll get sucked in, never to be seen again." Just then, a long, low howl swept the moor. It filled the air, yet I couldn't tell from which direction it came. "Hear that?" said Stapleton. "I told you the hound was real." A moment later, a butterfly crossed our path and Stapleton was gone, chasing it across the moor.

我们一起沿着这条路走。 “沼地是个奇妙的地方，”斯台普顿说道。 “它是如此巨大和危险。 你看到北边有亮绿色斑点的平原了吗？ 那就是格林盆泥潭。走错一步，你就会被陷进去，再也见不到了。” 就在这时，一声长长的、低沉的嗥叫席卷了整个沼地。 它弥漫在空气中，但我不知道它是从哪个方向来的。 “听到了吗？”斯台普吞说道。 “我告诉过你那只猎犬是真的。” 过了一会儿，一只蝴蝶从我们的路上飞过，斯台普吞在沼地上追着它跑去了。