《福尔摩斯探案集·歪唇男人》第28节
We made our way downstairs as quietly as possible, and out into the bright morning sunshine. In the road stood our horse and trap, with the half-clad stable-boy waiting at the head. We both sprang in, and away we dashed down the London Road. A few country carts were stirring, bearing in vegetables to the metropolis, but the lines of villas on either side were as silent and lifeless as some city in a dream. “It has been in some points a singular case,” said Holmes, flicking the horse on into a gallop. “I confess that I have been as blind as a mole, but it is better to learn wisdom late than never to learn it at all.” In town the earliest risers were just beginning to look sleepily from their windows as we drove through the streets of the Surrey side. Passing down the Waterloo Bridge Road we crossed over the river, and dashing up Wellington Street wheeled sharply to the right and found ourselves in Bow Street. Sherlock Holmes was well known to the force, and the two constables at the door saluted him. One of them held the horse’s head while the other led us in.
注释摘要
这一节是一个黎明前的出发，也是一段从郊区到城市心脏的地理与心理过渡。我们跟随着华生的视角，蹑手蹑脚下楼，走进清晨明亮的阳光里。马车在门外等候，马童衣衫不整地牵着马匹——这个细节很有生活气息，说明他们起得实在很早，连仆人都没来得及穿戴整齐。两人跳上车，马车向伦敦方向疾驰，沿途只有零星几辆往城里运菜蔬的乡村货车，道路两旁成排的别墅则死寂无声，被华生形容为“梦中…