4 A Tour of the House

Chapter 4 A Tour of the House "My dear fellow," Mr. Cunningham protested, "I really can't see how this is necessary." "Please indulge me," said Holmes with his most charming smile. And so, with some reluctance, Mr. Cunningham led us back into the stone-flagged passageway and up a wooden staircase to the first floor. We emerged on a landing opposite a more ornamental stairway that came up from the front hall. Off this landing were the drawing room and several bedrooms, including those of Mr. Cunningham and his son. Holmes walked slowly, noting every little detail. I could tell from his expression that he'd got wind of something, but I didn't have a clue what it might be or where it was leading him.

“我亲爱的朋友，”坎宁安先生抗议道，“我真不明白这有什么必要。” “请原谅我，”福尔摩斯带着他那迷人的微笑说道。 于是，坎宁安先生带着我们不情愿地回到铺着石板的过道，走上木楼梯，来到一楼。 我们从一个平台上出来，对面是一条从前厅上来的更具装饰性的楼梯。 楼梯平台外是客厅和几间卧室，包括坎宁安先生和他儿子的卧室。 福尔摩斯慢慢地走着，注意着每一个小细节。 从他的表情我可以看出他听到了什么风声，但我不知道是什么，也不知道这将把他引向何方。

"That's my room at the top of the stairs, and my son's is the one beyond it. But you can hardly think it possible for the thief to have come up here without us hearing it." "Unless you think we were burgled by a ghost," said his son, with a rather spiteful smile. "I beg your patience for just a little longer," said Holmes. "Would it be possible to check the views from your bedroom windows?" Without waiting for permission, Holmes pushed open the door of Alec's bedroom and strode in. He pointed to another door. "That, I presume, is your dressing room?" He opened the second door and glanced inside.

“那是我在楼上的房间，我儿子的房间在楼下。 但是你很难想象，小偷跑到这里来而我们没有听见。” “除非你认为我们被鬼偷了，”他的儿子带着相当恶意的微笑说。 福尔摩斯说道："请您再耐心等一会儿吧。 “能不能从你卧室的窗户看看窗外的景色？”福尔摩斯不等得到允许，就推开了亚历克卧室的门，大步走了进去。 他指着另一扇门。 “我想，那就是你的更衣室吧？”他打开第二扇门，朝里面瞥了一眼。

"I hope you're satisfied now," said Alec through gritted teeth. "Quite satisfied, thank you," said Holmes. "I've seen all I need to here." "Then shall we go into my room?" suggested Mr. Cunningham. "If it's not too much trouble." The old man led the way into his own chamber and on to the window. Holmes fell back until he and I were at the back of the group. Near the foot of the bed stood a bowl of oranges and a jug of water. As we passed it, Holmes, to my utter astonishment, leaned in front of me and deliberately knocked the whole thing over.

“我希望你现在满意了。”亚历克咬紧牙关说。 “非常满意，谢谢您，”福尔摩斯说道。 “我该看的都看了。” “那么我们到我的房间去好吗？”坎宁安先生建议道。 “如果不太麻烦的话。” 老人领着他走进自己的房间，走到窗前。 福尔摩斯往后退，直到我和他走到队伍的后面。 床脚边放着一碗橘子和一壶水。 当我们经过它的时候，使我大为吃惊的是，福尔摩斯俯身在我面前，故意把整本书都打翻了。

The glass jug shattered into a thousand pieces, water soaked the rug, and the fruit bounced and rolled to every corner of the room. "You've done it now, Watson," he said coolly. "Look at the mess you've made." Confused, I stooped and began picking up the fallen oranges. I understood in some vague way that my companion wished me to take the blame for the accident, though I had no idea why. The others helped me, and we soon had the room restored to reasonable order.

玻璃壶碎成了碎片，水浸透了地毯，水果蹦蹦跳跳地滚到房间的每个角落。 “你现在已经做到了，华生，"他冷冷地说。 “看看你弄得一团糟。” 我很困惑，弯下腰开始捡掉在地上的橘子。 我隐约明白，我的同伴希望我为这次事故承担责任，虽然我不知道为什么。 其他人帮助我，我们很快就把房间恢复了合理的秩序。

"I say, where's Holmes got to?" Colonel Hayter suddenly cried. We looked around. Holmes had disappeared. "That fellow is off his head if you ask me," said Alec Cunningham. "Wait here a moment. Father and I will find him." They rushed from the room, leaving the inspector, the colonel, and me staring at each other. "I must say, I'm inclined to agree with young Master Cunningham," said Forrester. "It may be the effect of his illness, but it seems to me that—"

“我说，福尔摩斯上哪儿去了？”海特上校突然叫了起来。 我们环顾四周。福尔摩斯不见了。 “要我说，那家伙简直疯了，”亚历克·坎宁安说。 “在这儿等一会儿。父亲和我去找他。” 他们冲出房间，留下巡官、上校和我面面相觑。 “我得说，我倾向于同意年轻的坎宁安少爷的看法，”福雷斯特说。 “这可能是他生病的结果，但在我看来——”

His words were cut short by a sudden scream of "Help! Help! Murder!" With a chill, I recognized the voice as that of my friend. I dashed out onto the landing. The cries, which had sunk to a hoarse, wordless groaning, were coming from Alec's bedroom. I hurried in and on into the dressing room beyond. I found the two Cunninghams bending over Holmes, who was lying on the floor. Alec was clutching his throat with both hands, while his father was twisting one of his wrists.

他的话被一声“救命！”的帮助!谋杀!”我打了个寒颤，认出那是我朋友的声音。 我冲到楼梯口。 从亚历克的卧室里传来了嘶哑的、无言的呻吟声。 我急急忙忙地进到那边的更衣室。 我发现坎宁安夫妇俯身看着躺在地板上的福尔摩斯。 亚历克双手掐着自己的喉咙，而他的父亲正扭着他的一只手腕。