第 42 节
作者:温暖寒冬      更新:2021-02-19 17:35      字数:9322
  have long searched for in vain。  If he did not succeed in
  outwitting me; he can yet easily outwit any police。  This man who;
  four years ago; introduced himself to the Surete; and became
  celebrated as Frederic Larsan; is notorious under another name … a
  name well known to crime。  Frederic Larsan; Monsieur President;
  is Ballmeyer!〃
  〃Ballmeyer!〃 cried the President。
  〃Ballmeyer!〃 exclaimed Robert Darzac; springing to his feet。
  〃Ballmeyer! … It was true; then!〃
  〃Ah!  Monsieur Darzac; you don't think I am mad; now!〃 cried
  Rouletabille。
  Ballmeyer!  Ballmeyer!  No other word could be heard in the
  courtroom。  The President adjourned the hearing。
  Those of my readers who may not have heard of Ballmeyer will wonder
  at the excitement the name caused。  And yet the doings of this
  remarkable criminal form the subject…matter of the most dramatic
  narratives of the newspapers and criminal records of the past twenty
  years。  It had been reported that he was dead; and thus had eluded
  the police as he had eluded them throughout the whole of his career。
  Ballmeyer was the best specimen of the high…class 〃gentleman
  swindler。〃  He was adept at sleight of hand tricks; and no bolder
  or more ruthless crook ever lived。  He was received in the best
  society; and was a member of some of the most exclusive clubs。  On
  many of his depredatory expeditions he had not hesitated to use
  the knife and the mutton…bone。  No difficulty stopped him and no
  〃operation〃 was too dangerous。  He had been caught; but escaped
  on the very morning of his trial; by throwing pepper into the
  eyes of the guards who were conducting him to Court。  It was known
  later that; in spite of the keen hunt after him by the most expert
  of detectives; he had sat that same evening at a first performance
  in the Theatre Francais; without the slightest disguise。
  He left France; later; to 〃work〃 America; The police there
  succeeded in capturing him once; but the extraordinary man escaped
  the next day。  It would need a volume to recount the adventures of
  this master…criminal。  And yet this was the man Rouletabille had
  allowed to get away!  Knowing all about him and who he was; he
  afforded the criminal an opportunity for another laugh at the
  society he had defied!  I could not help admiring the bold stroke
  of the young journalist; because I felt certain his motive had been
  to protect both Mademoiselle Stangerson and rid Darzac of an enemy
  at the same time。
  The crowd had barely recovered from the effect of the astonishing
  revelation when the hearing was resumed。  The question in everybody's
  mind was: Admitting that Larsan was the murderer; how did he get out
  of The Yellow Room?
  Rouletabille was immediately called to the bar and his examination
  continued。
  〃You have told us;〃 said the President; 〃that it was impossible to
  escape from the end of the court。  Since Larsan was leaning out of
  his window; he had left the court。  How did he do that?〃
  〃He escaped by a most unusual way。  He climbed the wall; sprang
  onto the terrace; and; while we were engaged with the keeper's body;
  reached the gallery by the window。  He then had little else to do
  than to open the window; get in and call out to us; as if he had
  just come from his own room。  To a man of Ballmeyer's strength all
  that was mere child's play。  And here; Monsieur; is the proof of
  what I say。〃
  Rouletabille drew from his pocket a small packet; from which he
  produced a strong iron peg。
  〃This; Monsieur;〃 he said; 〃is a spike which perfectly fits a hole
  still to be seen in the cornice supporting the terrace。  Larsan;
  who thought and prepared for everything in case of any emergency;
  had fixed this spike into the cornice。  All he had to do to make
  his escape good was to plant one foot on a stone which is placed
  at the corner of the chateau; another on this support; one hand
  on the cornice of the keeper's door and the other on the terrace;
  and Larsan was clear of the ground。  The rest was easy。  His acting
  after dinner as if he had been drugged was make believe。  He was
  not drugged; but he did drug me。  Of course he had to make it
  appear as if he also had been drugged so that no suspicion should
  fall on him for my condition。  Had I not been thus overpowered;
  Larsan would never have entered Mademoiselle Stangerson's chamber
  that night; and the attack on her would not have taken place。〃
  A groan came from Darzac; who appeared to be unable to control
  his suffering。
  〃You can understand;〃 added Rouletabile; 〃that Larsan would feel
  himself hampered from the fact that my room was so close to his; and
  from a suspicion that I would be on the watch that night。  Naturally;
  he could not for a moment believe that I suspected him!  But I might
  see him leaving his room when he was about to go to Mademoiselle
  Stangerson。  He waited till I was asleep; and my friend Sainclair
  was busy trying to rouse me。  Ten minutes after that Mademoiselle
  was calling out; 〃Murder!〃
  〃How did you come to suspect Larsan?〃 asked the President。
  〃My pure reason pointed to him。  That was why I watched him。  But
  I did not foresee the drugging。  He is very cunning。  Yes; my pure
  reason pointed to him; but I required tangible proof so that my
  eyes could see him as my pure reason saw him。〃
  〃What do you mean by your pure reason?〃
  〃That power of one's mind which admits of no disturbing elements
  to a conclusion。  The day following the incident of 'the
  inexplicable gallery;' I felt myself losing control of it。  I had
  allowed myself to be diverted by fallacious evidence; but I
  recovered and again took hold of the right end。  I satisfied myself
  that the murderer could not have left the gallery; either naturally
  or supernaturally。  I narrowed the field of consideration to that
  small circle; so to speak。  The murderer could not be outside that
  circle。  Now who was in it?  There was; first; the murderer。  Then
  there were Daddy Jacques; Monsieur Stangerson; Frederic Larsan; and
  myself。  Five persons in all; counting in the murderer。  And yet;
  in the gallery; there were but four。  Now since it had been
  demonstrated to me that the fifth could not have escaped; it was
  evident that one of the four present in the gallery must be a double
  … he must be himself and the murderer also。  Why had I not seen
  this before?  Simply because the phenomenon of the double personality
  had not occurred before in this inquiry。
  〃Now who of the four persons in the gallery was both that person
  and the assassin?  I went over in my mind what I had seen。  I had
  seen at one and the same time; Monsieur Stangerson and the murderer;
  Daddy Jacques and the murderer; myself and the murderer; so that
  the murderer; then; could not be either Monsieur Stangerson; Daddy
  Jacques; or myself。  Had I seen Frederic Larsan and the murderer
  at the same time? … No! … Two seconds had passed; during which I
  lost sight of the murderer; for; as I have noted in my papers; he
  arrived two seconds before Monsieur Stangerson; Daddy Jacques; and
  myself at the meeting…point of the two galleries。  That would have
  given Larsan time to go through the 'off…turning' gallery; snatch
  off his false beard; return; and hurry with us as if; like us; in
  pursuit of the murderer。  I was sure now I had got hold of the
  right end in my reasoning。  With Frederic Larsan was now always
  associated; in my mind; the personality of the unknown of whom I
  was in pursuit … the murderer; in other words。
  〃That revelation staggered me。  I tried to regain my balance by
  going over the evidences previously traced; but which had diverted
  my mind and led me away from Frederic Larsan。  What were these
  evidences?
  〃1st。  I had seen the unknown in Mademoiselle Stangerson's chamber。
  On going to Frederic Larsan's room; I had found Larsan sound asleep。
  〃2nd。  The ladder。
  〃3rd。  I had placed Frederic Larsan at the end of the 'off…turning'
  gallery and had told him that I would rush into Mademoiselle
  Stangerson's room to try to capture the murderer。  Then I returned
  to Mademoiselle Stangerson's chamber where I had seen the unknown。
  〃The first evidence did not disturb me much。  It is likely that;
  when I descended from my ladder; after having seen the unknown in
  Mademoiselle Stangerson's chamber; Larsan had already finished what
  he was doing there。  Then; while I was re…entering the chateau;
  Larsan went back to his own room and; undressing himself; went to
  sleep。
  〃Nor did the second evidence trouble me。  If Larsan were the
  murderer; he could have no use for a ladder; but the ladder might
  have been placed there to give an appearance to the murderer's
  entrance from without the chateau; especially as Larsan had accused
  Darzac and Darzac was not in the chateau that night。  Further; the
  ladder might have been placed there to facilitate Larsan's flight
  in case of absolute necessity。
  〃But the third evidence puzzled me altogether。  Having placed Larsan
  at the end of the 'off…turning gallery;' I could not explain how he
  had taken advantage of the moment when I had gone to the left wing
  of the chateau to find Monsieur Stangerson and Daddy Jacques; to
  return to Mademoiselle Stangerson's room。  It was a very dangerous
  thing to do。  He risked being