《福尔摩斯探案集·红发会》第16节
“This went on day after day, Mr. Holmes, and on Saturday the manager came in and planked down four golden sovereigns for my week’s work. It was the same next week, and the same the week after. Every morning I was there at ten, and every afternoon I left at two. By degrees Mr. Duncan Ross took to coming in only once of a morning, and then, after a time, he did not come in at all. Still, of course, I never dared to leave the room for an instant, for I was not sure when he might come, and the billet was such a good one, and suited me so well, that I would not risk the loss of it. “Eight weeks passed away like this, and I had written about Abbots and Archery and Armour and Architecture and Attica, and hoped with diligence that I might get on to the B’s before very long. It cost me something in foolscap, and I had pretty nearly filled a shelf with my writings. And then suddenly the whole business came to an end.” “To an end?” “Yes, sir. And no later than this morning. I went to my work as usual at ten o’clock, but the door was shut and locked, with a little square of cardboard hammered on to the middle of the panel with a tack. Here it is, and you can read for yourself.”
注释摘要
杰贝兹·威尔逊先生用一种近乎梦幻的口吻，叙述了他那八周的职业生涯。这一段落的叙述节奏很特别——它不是快速地推进案情，而是刻意放慢，让读者跟着威尔逊一起，陷入一种机械而舒适的日常感里。每个星期六，四枚金灿灿的索维林拍在桌上；每天早上十点到，下午两点走，邓肯·罗斯先生从每天露面到完全消失，但威尔逊不敢离开房间哪怕一瞬。这种重复被威尔逊用一句极朴素的话概括了：这…