the innocence of father brown-第46章
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ft together； that if one's will were strong enough； one could float down as harmlessly as a feather。 I solemnly believe that in some ecstasy of noble thoughts she attempted the miracle。 Her will； or faith； must have failed her at the crucial instant； and the lower law of matter had its horrible revenge。 There is the whole story； gentlemen； very sad and； as you think； very presumptuous and wicked； but certainly not criminal or in any way connected with me。 In the short…hand of the police…courts； you had better call it suicide。 I shall always call it heroic failure for the advance of science and the slow scaling of heaven。〃 It was the first time Flambeau had ever seen Father Brown vanquished。 He still sat looking at the ground； with a painful and corrugated brow； as if in shame。 It was impossible to avoid the feeling which the prophet's winged words had fanned； that here was a sullen； professional suspecter of men overwhelmed by a prouder and purer spirit of natural liberty and health。 At last he said； blinking as if in bodily distress： 〃Well； if that is so； sir； you need do no more than take the testamentary paper you spoke of and go。 I wonder where the poor lady left it。〃 〃It will be over there on her desk by the door； I think；〃 said Kalon； with that massive innocence of manner that seemed to acquit him wholly。 〃She told me specially she would write it this morning； and I actually saw her writing as I went up in the lift to my own room。〃 〃Was her door open then？〃 asked the priest； with his eye on the corner of the matting。 〃Yes；〃 said Kalon calmly。 〃Ah！ it has been open ever since；〃 said the other； and resumed his silent study of the mat。 〃There is a paper over here；〃 said the grim Miss Joan； in a somewhat singular voice。 She had passed over to her sister's desk by the doorway； and was holding a sheet of blue foolscap in her hand。 There was a sour smile on her face that seemed unfit for such a scene or occasion； and Flambeau looked at her with a darkening brow。 Kalon the prophet stood away from the paper with that loyal unconsciousness that had carried him through。 But Flambeau took it out of the lady's hand； and read it with the utmost amazement。 It did； indeed； begin in the formal manner of a will； but after the words 〃I give and bequeath all of which I die possessed〃 the writing abruptly stopped with a set of scratches； and there was no trace of the name of any legatee。 Flambeau； in wonder； handed this truncated testament to his clerical friend； who glanced at it and silently gave it to the priest of the sun。 An instant afterwards that pontiff； in his splendid sweeping draperies； had crossed the room in two great strides； and was towering over Joan Stacey； his blue eyes standing from his head。 〃What monkey tricks have you been playing here？〃 he cried。 〃That's not all Pauline wrote。〃 They were startled to hear him speak in quite a new voice； with a Yankee shrillness in it； all his grandeur and good English had fallen from him like a cloak。 〃That is the only thing on her desk；〃 said Joan； and confronted him steadily with the same smile of evil favour。 Of a sudden the man broke out into blasphemies and cataracts of incredulous words。 There was something shocking about the dropping of his mask； it was like a man's real face falling off。 〃See here！〃 he cried in broad American； when he was breathless with cursing； 〃I may be an adventurer； but I guess you're a murderess。 Yes； gentlemen； here's your death explained； and without any levitation。 The poor girl is writing a will in my favour； her cursed sister comes in； struggles for the pen； drags her to the well； and throws her down before she can finish it。 Sakes！ I reckon we want the handcuffs after all。〃 〃As you have truly remarked；〃 replied Joan； with ugly calm； 〃your clerk is a very respectable young man； who knows the nature of an oath； and he will swear in any court that I was up in your office arranging some typewriting work for five minutes before and five minutes after my sister fell。 Mr。 Flambeau will tell you that he found me there。〃 There was a silence。 〃Why； then；〃 cried Flambeau； 〃Pauline was alone when she fell； and it was suicide！〃 〃She was alone when she fell；〃 said Father Brown； 〃but it was not suicide。〃 〃Then how did she die？〃 asked Flambeau impatiently。 〃She was murdered。〃 〃But she was alone；〃 objected the detective。 〃She was murdered when she was all alone；〃 answered the priest。 All the rest stared at him； but he remained sitting in the same old dejected attitude； with a wrinkle in his round forehead and an appearance of impersonal shame and sorrow； his voice was colourless and sad。 〃What I want to know；〃 cried Kalon； with an oath； 〃is when the police are coming for this bloody and wicked sister。 She's killed her flesh and blood； she's robbed me of half a million that was just as sacredly mine as〃 〃Come； come； prophet；〃 interrupted Flambeau； with a kind of sneer； 〃remember that all this world is a cloudland。〃 The hierophant of the sun…god made an effort to climb back on his pedestal。 〃It is not the mere money；〃 he cried； 〃though that would equip the cause throughout the world。 It is also my beloved one's wishes。 To Pauline all this was holy。 In Pauline's eyes〃 Father Brown suddenly sprang erect； so that his chair fell over flat behind him。 He was deathly pale； yet he seemed fired with a hope； his eyes shone。 〃That's it！〃 he cried in a clear voice。 〃That's the way to begin。 In Pauline's eyes〃 The tall prophet retreated before the tiny priest in an almost mad disorder。 〃What do you mean？ How dare you？〃 he cried repeatedly。 〃In Pauline's eyes；〃 repeated the priest； his own shining more and more。 〃Go onin God's name； go on。 The foulest crime the fiends ever prompted feels lighter after confession； and I implore you to confess。 Go on； go onin Pauline's eyes〃 〃Let me go； you devil！〃 thundered Kalon； struggling like a giant in bonds。 〃Who are you； you cursed spy； to weave your spiders' webs round me； and peep and peer？ Let me go。〃 〃Shall I stop him？〃 asked Flambeau； bounding towards the exit； for Kalon had already thrown the door wide open。 〃No； let him pass；〃 said Father Brown； with a strange deep sigh that seemed to come from the depths of the universe。 〃Let Cain pass by； for he belongs to God。〃 There was a long…drawn silence in the room when he had left it； which was to Flambeau's fierce wits one long agony of interrogation。 Miss Joan Stacey very coolly tidied up the papers on her desk。 〃Father；〃 said Flambeau at last； 〃it is my duty； not my curiosity onlyit is my duty to find out； if I can； who committed the crime。〃 〃Which crime？〃 asked Father Brown。 〃The one we are dealing with； of course；〃 replied his impatient friend。 〃We are dealing with two crimes；〃 said Brown； 〃crimes of very different weightand by very different criminals。〃 Miss Joan Stacey； having collected and put away her papers； proceeded to lock up her drawer。 Father Brown went on； noticing her as little as she noticed him。 〃The two crimes；〃 he observed； 〃were committed against the same weakness of the same person； in a struggle for her money。 The author of the larger crime found himself thwarted by the smaller crime； the author of the smaller crime got the money。〃 〃Oh； don't go on like a lecturer；〃 groaned Flambeau； 〃put it in a few words。〃 〃I can put it in one word；〃 answered his friend。 Miss Joan Stacey skewered her business…like black hat on to her head with a business…like black frown before a little mirror； and； as the conversation proceeded； took her handbag and umbrella in an unhurried style； and left the room。 〃The truth is one word； and a short one；〃 said Father Brown。 〃Pauline Stacey was blind。〃 〃Blind！〃 repeated Flambeau； and rose slowly to his whole huge stature。 〃She was subject to it by blood；〃 Brown proceeded。 〃Her sister would have started eyeglasses if Pauline would have let her； but it was her special philosophy or fad that one must not encourage such diseases by yielding to them。 She would not admit the cloud； or she tried to dispel it by will。 So her eyes got worse and worse
