第 8 节
作者:淋雨      更新:2021-02-18 21:21      字数:9322
  runk at the time。  I had barely time to knock out my light and slip down behind it。  Luckily it was only another box of sorts; a jewel…case; to be more precise; you shall see the contents in a moment。  The Easter exodus has done me even better than I dared to hope。〃
  His words reminded me of the Pall Mall Gazette; which I had brought in my pocket from the Turkish bath。  I fished it out; all。 wrinkled and bloated by the heat of the hottest room; and handed it to Raffles with my thumb upon the leaded paragraphs。
  〃Delightful!〃 said he when he had read them。  〃More thieves than one; and the coal…cellar of all。 places as a way in!  I certainly tried to give it that appearance。  I left enough candle…grease there to make those coals burn bravely。  But it looked up into a blind backyard; Bunny; and a boy of eight couldn't have squeezed through the trap。 Long may that theory keep them happy at Scotland Yard!〃
  〃But what about the fellow you knocked out?〃 I asked。  〃That was not like you; Raffles。〃
  Raffles blew pensive rings as he lay back on my sofa; his black hair tumbled on the cushion; his pale profile as clear and sharp against the light as though slashed out with the scissors。
  〃I know it wasn't; Bunny;〃 he said regretfully。  〃But things like that; as the poet will tell you; are really inseparable from victories like mine。  It had taken me a couple of hours to break out of that strong…room; I was devoting a third to the harmless task of simulating the appearance of having broken in; and it was then I heard the fellow's stealthy step。  Some might have stood their ground and killed him; more would have bolted into a worse corner than they were in already。  I left my candle where it was; crept to meet the poor devil; flattened myself against the wall; and let him have it as he passed。  I acknowledge the foul blow; but here's evidence that it was mercifully struck。  The victim has already told his tale。〃
  As he drained his glass; but shook his head when I wished to replenish it; Raffles showed me the flask which he had carried in his pocket: it was still nearly full; and I found that he had otherwise provisioned himself over the holidays。  On either Easter Day or Bank Holiday; had I failed him; it had been his intention to make the best escape he could。  But the risk must have been enormous; and it filled my glowing skin to think that he had not relied on me in vain。
  As for his gleanings from such jewel…cases as were spending the Easter recess in the strong…room of my bank; without going into rhapsodies or even particulars on the point;) I may mention that they realized enough for me to join Raffles on his deferred holiday in Scotland; besides enabling him to play more regularly for Middlesex in the ensuing summer than had been the case for several seasons。  In fine; this particular exploit entirely justified itself in my eyes; in spite of the superfluous (but invariable) secretiveness which I could seldom help resenting in my heart I never thought less of it than in the present instance; and my one mild reproach was on the subject of the phantom Crawshay。
  〃You let me think he was in the air again;〃 I said。  〃But it wouldn't surprise me to find that you had never heard of him since the day of his escape through your window。〃
  〃I never even thought of him; Bunny; until you came to see me the day before yesterday; and put him into my head with your first words。 The whole point was to make you as genuinely anxious about the plate as you must have seemed all。 along the line。〃
  〃Of course I see your point;〃 I rejoined; 〃but mine is that you labored it。  You needn't have written me a downright lie about the fellow。〃
  〃Nor did I; Bunny。〃
  〃Not about the 'prince of professors' being 'in the offing' when you left?〃
  〃My dear Bunny; but so he was!〃 cried Raffles。  〃Time was when I was none too pure an amateur。  But after this I take leave to consider myself a professor of the professors。  And I should like to see one more capable of skippering their side!〃
  The Rest Cure
  I had not seen Raffles for a month or more; and I was sadly in need of his advice。  My life was being made a burden to me by a wretch who had obtained a bill of sale over the furniture in Mount Street; and it was only by living elsewhere that I could keep the vulpine villain from my door。  This cost ready money; and my balance at the bank was sorely in need of another lift from Raffles。  Yet; had he been in my shoes; he could not have vanished more effectually than he had done; both from the face of the town and from the ken of all。 who knew him。
  It was late in August; he never played first…class cricket after July; when; a scholastic understudy took his place in the Middlesex eleven。  And in vain did I scour my Field and my Sportsman for the country…house matches with which he wilfully preferred to wind up the season; the matches were there; but never the magic name of A。 J。 Raffles。  Nothing was known of him at the Albany; he had left no instructions about his letters; either there or at the club。  I began to fear that some evil had overtaken him。  I scanned the features of captured criminals in the illustrated Sunday papers; on each occasion I breathed again; nor was anything worthy of Raffles going on。  I will not deny that I was less anxious on his account than on my own。  But it was a double relief to me when he gave a first characteristic sign of life。
  I had called at the Albany for the fiftieth time; and returned to Piccadilly in my usual despair; when a street sloucher sidled up to me in furtive fashion and inquired if my name was what it is。
  〃'Cause this 'ere's for you;〃 he rejoined to my affirmative; and with that I felt a crumpled note in my palm。
  It was from Raffles。  I smoothed out the twisted scrap of paper; and on it were just a couple of lines in pencil:
  〃Meet me in Holland Walk at dark to…night。  Walk up and down till I come。                                           A。  J。  R。〃
  That was all。!  Not another syllable after all。 these weeks; and the few words scribbled in a wild caricature of his scholarly and dainty hand!  I was no longer to be alarmed by this sort of thing; it was all。 so like the Raffles I loved least; and to add to my indignation; when at length I looked up from the mysterious missive; the equally mysterious messenger had disappeared in a manner worthy of the whole affair。  He was; however; the first creature I espied under the tattered trees of Holland Walk that evening。
  〃Seen 'im yet?〃 he inquired confidentially; blowing a vile cloud from his horrid pipe。
  〃No; I haven't; and I want to know where you've seen him;〃 I replied sternly。  〃Why did you run away like that the moment you had given me his note?〃
  〃Orders; orders;〃 was the reply。  〃I ain't such a juggins as to go agen a toff as makes it worf while to do as I'm bid an' 'old me tongue。〃
  〃And who may you be?〃 I asked jealously。  〃And what are you to Mr。 Raffles?〃
  〃You silly ass; Bunny; don't tell all。 Kensington that I'm in town!〃 replied my tatterdemalion; shooting up and smoothing out into a merely shabby Raffles。  〃Here; take my arm … I'm not so beastly as I look。  But neither am I in town; nor in England; nor yet on the face of the earth; for all。 that's known of me to a single soul but you。〃
  〃Then where are you;〃 I asked; 〃between ourselves?〃
  〃I've taken a house near here for the holidays; where I'm going in for a Rest Cure of my own description。  Why?  Oh; for lots of reasons; my dear Bunny; among others; I have long had a wish to grow my own beard; under the next lamppost you will agree that it's training on very nicely。  Then; you mayn't know it; but there's a canny man at Scotland Yard who has had a quiet eye on me longer than I like。  I thought it about time to have an eye on him; and I stared him in the face outside the Albany this very morning。  That was when I saw you go in; and scribbled a line to give you when you came out。  If he had caught us talking he would have spotted me at once。〃
  〃So you are lying low out here!〃
  〃I prefer to call it my Rest Cure;〃 returned Raffles; 〃and it's really nothing else。  I've got a furnished house at a time when no one else would have dreamed of taking one in town; and my very neighbors don't know I'm there; though I'm bound to say there are hardly any of them at home。  I don't keep a servant; and do everything for myself。  It's the next best fun to a desert island。 Not that I make much work; for I'm really resting; but I haven't done so much solid reading for years。  Rather a joke; Bunny: the man whose house I've taken is one of her Majesty's inspectors of prisons; and his study's a storehouse of criminology。  It has been quite amusing to lie on one's back and have a good look at one's self as others fondly imagine they see one。〃
  〃But surely you get some exercise?〃 I asked; for he was leading me at a good rate through the leafy byways of Camp den Hill; and his step was as springy and as light as ever。
  〃The best exercise I ever had in my life;〃 said Raffles; 〃and you would never live to guess what it is。  It's one of the reasons why I went in for this seedy kit。  I follow cabs。  Yes; Bunny; I turn out about dusk and meet the expresses at Euston or King's Cross;