《福尔摩斯探案集·蓝宝石案》第2节
“No, no. No crime,” said Sherlock Holmes, laughing. “Only one of those whimsical little incidents which will happen when you have four million human beings all jostling each other within the space of a few square miles. Amid the action and reaction of so dense a swarm of humanity, every possible combination of events may be expected to take place, and many a little problem will be presented which may be striking and bizarre without being criminal. We have already had experience of such.” “So much so,” I remarked, “that of the last six cases which I have added to my notes, three have been entirely free of any legal crime.” “Precisely. You allude to my attempt to recover the Irene Adler papers, to the singular case of Miss Mary Sutherland, and to the adventure of the man with the twisted lip. Well, I have no doubt that this small matter will fall into the same innocent category. You know Peterson, the commissionaire?” “Yes.” “It is to him that this trophy belongs.” “It is his hat.”
注释摘要
华生带着节日问候来访，看见福尔摩斯穿着紫色睡袍懒洋洋靠在沙发上，手边是一堆揉皱的晨报和一把木椅，椅背上挂着一顶破旧不堪的硬毡帽，裂了好几道口子，油渍斑斑。椅子上摆着放大镜和镊子，说明福尔摩斯刚刚在检查这顶帽子。华生以为自己打扰了他的工作，福尔摩斯却表示欢迎，称这件事琐碎至极，但其中有些地方并非全无趣味乃至教益。华生坐下来烤火，本能地猜测这顶其貌不扬的帽子背…