little novels-第97章
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〃You think she's mad？〃 says the landlady。 〃And anybody would be of your mind； when a woman accuses herself of murdering her husband in her sleep。 All I can say is that； up to this morning； a more quiet； sensible； well…behaved little person than Mrs。 Zebedee I never met with。 Only just married； mind； and as fond of her unfortunate husband as a woman could be。 I should have called them a pattern couple； in their own line of life。〃
There was no more to be said on the landing。 We unlocked the door and went into the room。
II。
HE lay in bed on his back as the doctor had described him。 On the left side of his nightgown； just over his heart； the blood on the linen told its terrible tale。 As well as one could judge； looking unwillingly at a dead face； he must have been a handsome young man in his lifetime。 It was a sight to sadden anybodybut I think the most painful sensation was when my eyes fell next on his miserable wife。
She was down on the floor； crouched up in a cornera dark little woman； smartly dressed in gay colors。 Her black hair and her big brown eyes made the horrid paleness of her face look even more deadly white than perhaps it really was。 She stared straight at us without appearing to see us。 We spoke to her； and she never answered a word。 She might have been deadlike her husbandexcept that she perpetually picked at her fingers； and shuddered every now and then as if she was cold。 I went to her and tried to lift her up。 She shrank back with a cry that well…nigh frightened menot because it was loud； but because it was more like the cry of some animal than of a human being。 However quietly she might have behaved in the landlady's previous experience of her； she was beside herself now。 I might have been moved by a natural pity for her； or I might have been completely upset in my mindI only know this； I could not persuade myself that she was guilty。 I even said to Mrs。 Crosscapel； 〃I don't believe she did it。〃
While I spoke there was a knock at the door。 I went downstairs at once； and admitted （to my great relief） the Inspector； accompanied by one of our men。
He waited downstairs to hear my report； and he approved of what I had done。 〃It looks as if the murder had been committed by somebody in the house。〃 Saying this； he left the man below； and went up with me to the second floor。
Before he had been a minute in the room； he discovered an object which had escaped my observation。
It was the knife that had done the deed。
The doctor had found it left in the bodyhad withdrawn it to probe the woundand had laid it on the bedside table。 It was one of those useful knives which contain a saw； a corkscrew； and other like implements。 The big blade fastened back； when open； with a spring。 Except where the blood was on it； it was as bright as when it had been purchased。 A small metal plate was fastened to the horn handle； containing an inscription； only partly engraved； which ran thus： 〃To John Zebedee； from〃 There it stopped； strangely enough。
Who or what had interrupted the engraver's work？ It was impossible even to guess。 Nevertheless； the Inspector was encouraged。
〃This ought to help us；〃 he saidand then he gave an attentive ear （looking all the while at the poor creature in the corner） to what Mrs。 Crosscapel had to tell him。
The landlady having done； he said he must now see the lodger who slept in the next bed…chamber。
Mr。 Deluc made his appearance； standing at the door of the room； and turning away his head with horror from the sight inside。
He was wrapped in a splendid blue dressing…gown； with a golden girdle and trimmings。 His scanty brownish hair curled （whether artificially or not； I am unable to say） in little ringlets。 His complexion was yellow； his greenish…brown eyes were of the sort called 〃goggle〃they looked as if they might drop out of his face； if you held a spoon under them。 His mustache and goat's beard were beautifully oiled； and； to complete his equipment； he had a long black cigar in his mouth。
〃It isn't insensibility to this terrible tragedy；〃 he explained。 〃My nerves have been shattered； Mr。 Policeman； and I can only repair the mischief in this way。 Be pleased to excuse and feel for me。〃
The Inspector questioned this witness sharply and closely。 He was not a man to be misled by appearances； but I could see that he was far from liking； or even trusting； Mr。 Deluc。 Nothing came of the examination； except what Mrs。 Crosscapel had in substance already mentioned to me。 Mr。 Deluc returned to his room。
〃How long has he been lodging with you？〃 the Inspector asked； as soon as his back was turned。
〃Nearly a year；〃 the landlady answered。
〃Did he give you a reference？〃
〃As good a reference as I could wish for。〃 Thereupon； she mentioned the names of a well…known firm of cigar merchants in the city。 The Inspector noted the information in his pocketbook。
I would rather not relate in detail what happened next： it is too distressing to be dwelt on。 Let me only say that the poor demented woman was taken away in a cab to the station…house。 The Inspector possessed himself of the knife； and of a book found on the floor； called 〃The World of Sleep。〃 The portmanteau containing the luggage was lockedand then the door of the room was secured； the keys in both cases being left in my charge。 My instructions were to remain in the house； and allow nobody to leave it； until I heard again shortly from the Inspector。
III。
THE coroner's inquest was adjourned； and the examination before the magistrate ended in a remandMrs。 Zebedee being in no condition to understand the proceedings in either case。 The surgeon reported her to be completely prostrated by a terrible nervous shock。 When he was asked if he considered her to have been a sane woman before the murder took place； he refused to answer positively at that time。
A week passed。 The murdered man was buried； his old father attending the funeral。 I occasionally saw Mrs。 Crosscapel； and the two servants； for the purpose of getting such further information as was thought desirable。 Both the cook and the housemaid had given their month's notice to quit； declining； in the interest of their characters； to remain in a house which had been the scene of a murder。 Mr。 Deluc's nerves led also to his removal； his rest was now disturbed by frightful dreams。 He paid the necessary forfeit…money； and left without notice。 The first…floor lodger； Mr。 Barfield； kept his rooms； but obtained leave of absence from his employers； and took refuge with some friends in the country。 Miss Mybus alone remained in the parlors。 〃When I am comfortable；〃 the old lady said； 〃nothing moves me； at my age。 A murder up two pairs of stairs is nearly the same thing as a murder in the next house。 Distance； you see； makes all the difference。〃
It mattered little to the police what the lodgers did。 We had men in plain clothes watching the house night and day。 Everybody who went away was privately followed； and the police in the district to which they retired were warned to keep an eye on them； after that。 As long as we failed to put Mrs。 Zebedee's extraordinary statement to any sort of testto say nothing of having proved unsuccessful； thus far； in tracing the knife to its purchaserwe were bound to let no person living under Mr。 Crosscapel's roof； on the night of the murder； slip through our fingers。
IV。
IN a fortnight more； Mrs。 Zebedee had sufficiently recovered to make the necessary statementafter the preliminary caution addressed to persons in such cases。 The surgeon had no hesitation； now； in reporting her to be a sane woman。
Her station in life had been domestic service。 She had lived for four years in her last place as lady's…maid； with a family residing in Dorsetshire。 The one objection to her had been the occasional infirmity of sleep…walking； which made it necessary that one of the other female servants should sleep in the same room； with the door locked and the key under her pillow。 In all other respects the lady's…maid was described by her mistress as 〃a perfect treasure。〃
In the last six months of her service； a young man named John Zebedee entered the house （with a written character） as a footman。 He soon fell in love with the nice little lady'
