5 The Stranger

Chapter 5 The Stranger That afternoon, Sir Henry met privately with Beryl Stapleton. He wanted to tell her he loved her, only she wouldn't let him speak. She insisted he was in grave danger and he must leave Dartmoor. He begged her, in that case, to come with him. Before she could reply, her brother Jack appeared. He angrily told Sir Henry to leave his sister alone. Sir Henry lost his temper, and Jack seized his sister's hand and stormed off. After this disaster, Sir Henry was in no mood for excursions, so I left my lovesick friend and went to Coombe Tracey alone. On my arrival at Laura Lyons's cottage, a maid showed me into the sitting room where I found the lady seated at her typewriter.

那天下午，亨利爵士私下会见了贝丽尔·斯台普顿。 他想告诉她他爱她，但她不让他说。 她坚持说他有严重的危险，他必须离开达特穆尔。 既然如此，他恳求她跟他一起去。 她还没来得及回答，哥哥杰克就出现了。 他生气地告诉亨利爵士别去打扰他妹妹。 亨利爵士勃然大怒，杰克抓住他妹妹的手，气冲冲地走了。 在这场灾难之后，亨利爵士没有心情去远足，所以我离开了我的患相思病的朋友，独自去了库姆·特雷西。 当我到达劳拉·莱昂斯的小屋时，一个女仆带我进了客厅，我发现这位女士坐在打字机前。

At first, she was happy to answer my questions about Sir Charles. He'd been very kind to her, she said. But when I asked about the letter she sent to him on the day of his death, her face paled. "He was supposed to burn that letter," she said. "Did you meet him as planned?" "No. Something happened to stop me from going." "What happened?" Mrs. Lyons refused to say, and despite my repeated attempts, I couldn't get anything more out of her.

起初，她很乐意回答我关于查尔斯爵士的问题。 他对她很好，她说。 但当我问起她在他去世那天寄给他的那封信时，她脸色苍白。 “他应该烧掉那封信的，”她说。 “你和他按计划见面了吗？”“没有。 发生了什么事使我不能去。” “发生什么事了?”莱昂丝太太不肯说，尽管我再三尝试，也没能从她嘴里套出更多的信息。

After getting nowhere with Mrs. Lyons, I wondered again about the mysterious stranger living on the moor. Why would a gentleman choose to live in such discomfort? I strongly suspected he was a spy, checking up on Sir Henry—most probably the same man we saw in that London cab. As we passed a house on the way back to Baskerville Hall, I heard a shout. An old man was waving at me from the roof. I asked the driver to stop. "I'm Frankland!" the man called. "And you must be Dr. Watson." Mr. Frankland, I remembered, was the father of Mrs. Lyons. "Mortimer told me about you," he said. "Come on up and join me. The view is splendid."

在跟莱昂丝太太谈不出什么结果之后，我又开始怀疑住在沼地上的那个神秘的陌生人。 为什么一个绅士会选择生活在这样不舒服的地方？ 我强烈怀疑他是个间谍，正在调查亨利爵士的情况——很可能就是我们在伦敦那辆马车上看到的那个人。 我们在回巴斯克维尔庄园的路上经过一所房子时，我听到一声喊叫。 一位老人在屋顶上向我招手。 我让司机停车。 “我是弗兰克兰！”那人喊道。 “您一定就是华生医生了。” 我记得弗兰克兰先生是莱昂丝太太的父亲。 “摩梯末跟我说起过您，”他说道。 “上来和我一起吧。景色美极了。”

His maid let me in and showed me to the roof. The view was, indeed, spectacular. Frankland had mounted a telescope there. "You're just in time," he said. "Every evening about this time, a boy takes food to the convict on the moor. Take a look." I peered through the telescope and, sure enough, there was a lad, a bundle on his shoulder, walking up a hill.

他的女仆让我进去，带我到屋顶。 景色的确很壮观。 弗兰克兰在那儿装了一架望远镜。 “你来得正是时候，”他说。 “每天晚上大约这个时候，都有一个男孩给沼地上的苦役犯送食物。 看一看。”我透过望远镜看了看，果然是一个小伙子，肩上背着包袱，正往山上走。

The boy, I knew, wasn't taking food to Selden —that was Barrymore's job. He was taking it to the mysterious stranger. If I followed the boy, I'd surely find the man. After a hasty farewell to Frankland, I dashed out onto the moor and raced up the hill the boy had climbed. From its summit, I saw the hut with the bag of food outside it. I approached it cautiously, gun in hand, and entered. The hut was empty. For a moment I stood there, waiting for my eyes to grow used to the gloom. Then, from outside, I heard a familiar voice. "Come out, Watson. It's a lovely evening."

我知道，这孩子不是在给塞尔登送食物——那是白瑞摩的工作。 他要把它带给那个神秘的陌生人。 如果我跟着那个男孩，我一定能找到那个人。 匆匆告别弗兰克兰后，我冲到沼地上，跑上那孩子爬过的小山。 从山顶上，我看到小屋外面有一袋食物。 我小心翼翼地走近，手里拿着枪，走了进去。 小屋空无一人。我在那里站了一会儿，等着我的眼睛适应黑暗。 然后，从外面，我听到一个熟悉的声音。 “出来吧，华生。这是一个可爱的夜晚。”

"Holmes!" I cried, rushing out. He was seated on a rock in his tweed suit, smiling at me, his pale eyes dancing with amusement. I was never happier to see anyone in my life. I shook him warmly by the hand. "Holmes, I thought you were busy in London." "That's what I wanted people to think. If I'd accompanied you and Sir Henry, it would have put our enemies on their guard. Living wild like this, I've been able to learn all sorts of interesting things." "Like what, for example?" "For example, I know that Jack Stapleton and Laura Lyons are in a romantic relationship—and that Stapleton is married to someone else."

“福尔摩斯!”我喊道，冲了出去。 他穿着粗花呢西装坐在一块岩石上，对我微笑着，苍白的眼睛里闪烁着欢乐的光芒。 我从没见过这么开心的人。 我热情地握着他的手。 “福尔摩斯，我还以为你在伦敦很忙呢。” “我就是想让人们这么想。 如果我陪着您和亨利爵士，我们的敌人就会警惕起来了。 像这样在野外生活，我能学到各种有趣的东西。” “比如说什么？”“例如，我知道杰克·斯台普顿和劳拉·莱昂斯在恋爱——而且斯台普顿已经和别人结婚了。”