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蓝宝石十字架 The Blue Cross02(第1页)

蓝宝石十字架TheBlueCross02

&inbehiearinghisfingernailswithsilentfury。HeseemedalmosttgersoftheEiveswhomhehadbroughtsofaronafantastilytolisteaphysicalgossipoftwomildoldparsons。InhisimpatieheequallyelaborateahetalldwheenedagainitwasagainFatherBroasspeaking:

“Reasonaheremotestandtheloar。Lookatthosestars。Don’ttheylookasiftheyweresinglediamondsandsapphires?Well,youeanymadbyyouplease。Thisofadamantwithleavesofbrilliants。Thinkthemoonisabluemoon,asiinesapphire。Butdon’tfancythatallthatfrantiywouldmakethesmallestdifferehereasonandjustiduplainsofopal,undercliffscutoutofpearl,youwouldstillfindahoushaltnotsteal。’”

&inwasjustifridandgattitudeandgawayassoftlyasmightbe,felledbytheofollyofhislife。Butsomethingintheverysileallpriestmadehimstopuerspoke。Whenatlasthedidspeak,hesaidsimply,hisheadbowedandhishandsonhisknees:

&hinkthatothersrisehigherthahemysteryofheavenisunfathomable,andIforoneyhead。”

&hbrowyetbentandwithoutgbythefaishadehisattitudeorvoice,headded:

“Justhasapphirecrossofyours,willyou?We’reallalonehere,andIcouldpullyoutopieceslikeastrawdoll。”

&erlyunalteredvoidattitudeaddedastrahatshogeofspeech。Buttheguarderofthereliedtoturhesmallestsepass。Heseemedstilltohaveasomewhatfoolishfaedtothestars。Perhapshehadood。Or,perhaps,hehaduoodandsatrigidwithterror。

&hetallpriest,inthesamelowvoithesamestillposture,“yes,IamFlambeau。”

&erapause,hesaid:“e,willyougivemethatcross?”

“No,”saidtheother,andthemonosyllablehadanoddsound。

Flambeausuddenlyflungoffallhispontifisiorobberleanedbahisseatalong。

“No,”hecried,“youwome,youproudprelate。Youwome,youlittlecelibatesimpleton。ShallItellyouwhyyouwome?BecauseI’vegotitalreadyinmyoocket。”

Thesmallmaurseemedtobeadazedfathedusk,andsaid,withthetimideagerhePrivateSecretary”:

“Are-areyousure?”

Flambeauyelledwithdelight。“Really,yoodasathree-actfarce,”hecried。“Yes,youturnip,Iamquitesure。Ihadtheseomakeaduplicatehtparow,myfrieheduplidI’vegotthejewels。Anolddodge,FatherBrown-averyolddodge。”

“Yes,”saidFatherBroassedhishandthroughhishairwiththesamestrangevaguenessofmanner。“Yes,I’veheardofitbefore。”

Theeleahelittlerusticpriestwithasortofsudde。

“Youhaveheardofit?”heasked。“Wherehaveyouheardofit?”

“Well,Imustn’ttellyouhisname,ofcourse,”saidthelittlemansimply。“Hee,youknorosperouslyforabouttweirelyonduplipaperpardso,yousee,wheosuspectyou,Ithoughtofthispoorchap’swayofdoingitatonce。”

&osuspectme?”repeatedtheoutlawwithiensity。“DidyoureallyhavethegumptiomejustbecauseIbroughtyouuptothisbarepartoftheheath?”

“No,no,”saidBrownology。“Yousee,Isuspectedyouwhemet。It’sthatlittlebulgeupthesleevewhereyoupeoplehavethespikedbracelet。”

“HowinTartarus,”criedFlambeau,“didyoueverhearofthespikedbracelet?”

“Oh,olefloow!”saidFatherBrhiseyebrowsratherblankly。“WhenIwasaHartlepool,therewerethreeofthemwithspikedbracelets。So,asIsuspethefirst,don’tyousee,Imadesurethatthecrossshouldgosafe,anyhow。I’mafraidIwatchedyou,youknow。SoatlastIsaar,don’tyousee,Igedthemba。Atherightonebehind。”

&behiedFlambeau,aimetherewasaeinhisvoicebesidehistriumph。

&waslikethis,”saidthelittlepriest,speakingiedway。“Iwentbacktothatsweet-shopandaskedifI’dleftapardgavethemaparticularaddressifitturnedup。Well,IknewIhadn’t;butayagainIdid。So,insteadaftermewiththatvaluableparcel,theyhavesentitflyingtoafriemihehersadly:“Ilearntthat,too,fromapoorfelloool。Heusedtodoitwithharailwaystations,buthe’sinamonasterynow。Oh,ooknow,youknow,”headded,rubbinghisheadagainwiththesamesortofdesperateapology。“beis,peopleeahesethings。”

Flambeautorethebroarceloutofhisiaiherewasnothingbutpaperandsticksofleadi。Hesprangtohisfeetwithagigaure,andcried:“Idon’tbelieveyou。Idon’tbelieveabumpkinlikeyoua。Ibelieveyou’vestillgotthestuffonyou,andifyoudoup——why,we’reallalone,andI’lltakeitbyforce!”

“No,”saidFatherBrownsimply,andstoodupalso,“youwobyforce。First,becauseIreallyhaven’tstillgotit。And,sed,becausewearenotalone。”

Flambeaustoppedinhisstridefor>

&tree,”saidFatherBrown,poirohegreatestdetectivealive。Howdidtheyehere,doyouask?Why,Ibroughtthem,ofcourse!HowdidIdoit?Why,I’lltellyouifyoulike!Lordblessyou,wehavetokysugsthealclasses!Well,Iwasn’tsureyouwereathief,anditwouldomakeasdalagainstoneofoury。SoIjusttestedyoutoseeifanythingwouldmakeyoushowyourself。Amangenerallymakesasmallseifhefindssaltinhiscoffee;ifhedoesn’t,hehassomereasquiet。Igedthesaltandsugar,a。Amangenerallyobjectsifhisbillisthreetimesm。Ifhepaysit,hehassomemueredyourbill,andyoupaidit。”

TheworldseemedwaitingforFlambeautoleaplikeatiger。Buthewasheldbackasbyaspell;hewasstuheutmostcuriosity。

&onFatherBrown,withlumberinglucidity,“asyouwouldracksforthepoliebodyhadto。Ateveryplatto,Itookethingthatwouldgetustalkedaboutfortherestoftheday。Ididn’tdomuchharm——asplashediltapples,abrokenwindow;butIsavedthecross,asthecrosswillalwaysbesaved。ItisatWestminsterbynow。Iratherwonderyoudidn’tstopitwiththeDole。”

“Withthewhat?”askedFlambeau。

“I’mgladyou’ve,”saidthepriest,maki’safoulthing。I’msureyoodamanforaWhistler。I’thavetereditevesmyself;I’mnhinthelegs。”

“Whatohareyoutalkingabout?”askedtheother。

“Well,Ididthinkyou’dks,”saidFatherBrorised。“Oh,you’thavegyet!”

“Howinblazesdoyouknowallthesehorrors?”criedFlambeau。

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