福尔摩斯谢幕演出
His Last Bow
最后一场演出,最后的致意,圆满落幕。再见,福尔摩斯!
福尔摩斯已隐居多年,为风湿所苦,行动不便,并将时日半付哲学、半付农事。他安于宁静的生活,一再谢绝酬劳丰厚的案件,决意就此收山。然而德意志的战祸步步逼近,福尔摩斯慨然奋起,又化身成为机警敏锐、手到擒来的罪犯天敌,继续他抽丝剥茧、洞悉真相的探索生涯……
时间是八月二日,晚上九点。这是世界历史上最可怕的一个八月,周遭的一切凝神敛息,闷热凝滞的空气中弥漫着一种模模糊糊的预感,让人油然想到,上帝的诅咒马上就会降临这个堕落的世界。太阳早已落山,远远的西方却低低地横亘着一抹殷红的残霞,宛如一道未愈的伤口。上方是熠熠生辉的群星,下方则是海湾里来往船只的闪烁灯火。
It was nine o’clock at night upon the second of August—the most terrible August in the history of the world. One might have thought already that God’s curse hung heavy over a degenerate world, for there was an awesome hush and a feeling of vague expectation in the sultry and stagnant air. The sun had long set, but one bloodred gash like an open wound lay low in the distant west. Above, the stars were shining brightly, and below, the lights of the shipping glimmered in the bay.
- 福尔摩斯谢幕演出
- His Last Bow
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