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福尔摩斯探案故事:诺伍德谜案(3级)(美绘版)

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版权信息书名:福尔摩斯探案故事:诺伍德谜案(3级)(美绘版)作者:(英)柯南道尔排版:青杨出版社:外语教学与研究出版社出版时间:2010-06-01ISBN:9787560097060本书由外语教学与研究出版社授权北京当当科文电子商务有限公司制作与发行。— · 版权所有 侵权必究 · —AUTHOR关于作者Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (1859–1930), born in Edinburgh, Scotland, is best known as the creator of Sherlock Holmes. He started writing after working as a doctor and soon became one of the world's bestknown authors. Four other books by Conan Doyle are also available in Bookworms: three Sherlock Holmes stories, The Blue Diamond, The Emerald Crown and The Sign of Four, and an adventure story, The Lost World.阿瑟·柯南·道尔爵士

阿瑟·柯南·道尔爵士(1859-1930),出生于苏格兰的爱丁堡,因创造了夏洛克·福尔摩斯这一形象而闻名。他原为医生,后开始写作,并很快成为世界上最著名的作家之一。“书虫”系列另有四本柯南·道尔的作品,其中三本讲述夏洛克·福尔摩斯的故事:《蓝色宝石》、《绿玉王冠》和《四签名》,另外一本为探险故事《失落的世界》。ACTIVITIESBEFORE READING

1 Write sentences describing these people from The Norwood Mystery.

a Sherlock Holmes

b Doctor Watson

c John McFarlane

d Inspector Lestrade

e Mrs McFarlane

f Sergeant Judd

g Mrs Lexington

h Jonas Oldacre

2 Which of these things do you think you will read about? Tick two boxes.

a □ Sherlock Holmes tries to find the murderer of Mrs McFarlane.

b □ Jonas Oldacre marries Mrs McFarlane.

c □ Inspector Lestrade arrests John McFarlane for murder.

d □ Mrs Lexington asks Sherlock Holmes for help.

e □ Sherlock Holmes saves an innocent man.

f □ Sergeant Judd is a criminal.

g □ Dr Watson investigates a murder without Holmes.Chapter One A wild, excited young man第一章 狂乱激动的年轻人

'Life in London is not what it was,' said Sherlock Holmes to Dr Watson. They were sitting at the breakfast table in their Baker Street rooms one morning in the summer of 1894. Holmes was smoking a cigarette and Watson was reading the newspaper.

'True, Holmes,' said the doctor. 'For most people life is much better now.'

'But for me, Watson, life is not so interesting,' explained Holmes. 'I loved to read the newspaper, hoping to find some news of an interesting crime for me to investigate or a dangerous criminal for me to catch. Where are all those clever criminals these days?' He smiled sadly.

'Sometimes I don't understand you, Holmes,' said Watson. 'I like living a quiet life myself.'

Holmes did not reply, but opened his newspaper in a lazy way and started to read. Suddenly they heard a loud knock at the street door downstairs. They heard the knock again and again. Mrs Hudson, the housekeeper, ran to open the door and a wild, excited young man fell into the hall. He pushed the poor housekeeper out of his way and ran up the stairs.

'Who are you, sir?' asked Watson. 'And what do you want?'

The young man looked at Watson, then at Holmes, and started to explain.

'I'm sorry, Mr Holmes, I'm sorry,' he said. 'Please don't be angry. I feel so afraid, Mr Holmes.'

Holmes asked the young man to come into the room and told him to sit down.

'Have a cigarette,' he said, 'and tell us who you are and why you have come here.'

The man took a cigarette from the box on the table, and Watson lit it for him. After some minutes he stopped shaking and spoke.

'My name is John McFarlane,' he began. Neither Holmes nor Watson knew the name.

'And?' asked Holmes.

'And,' replied McFarlane, starting to shake again, 'I am in terrible trouble. You must help me, Mr Holmes. The police want to arrest me and send me to prison. And I have done nothing, Mr Holmes, nothing.'

'Interesting,' said Holmes, 'very interesting. Don't you agree, Watson?'

Watson saw that his friend was excited by this mystery, and wanted to know more.

'Mr McFarlane,' Holmes went on, 'why do the police want to arrest you? What have you done?'

'Nothing. I told you, I've done nothing. But they think that I murdered a man called Jonas Oldacre, a builder who lives – who lived – in South London, at Norwood.'

Holmes lit another cigarette. 'I'm very sorry to hear this, Mr McFarlane. Please tell us your story.'

McFarlane saw Watson's newspaper on the breakfast table and opened it.

'It's here,' he said, 'in today's newspaper. The story of the murder of Jonas Oldacre. I'll read it to you. Terrible crime at Norwood: Murder of well-known builder. The police are sure that I am the man who killed him. They've followed me here from the station and are waiting to arrest me. This news will kill my poor old mother, Mr Holmes, it will kill her.'

McFarlane was still shaking and smoking his cigarette. Watson looked at him in an interested way. McFarlane was a goodlooking young man with bright blue eyes and long hair, but he looked very afraid. He was about twenty-seven years old and Watson could see that he came from a good family.

'If the police are following you,' said Holmes, 'we must work quickly. Mr McFarlane, please have another cigarette. Watson, could you take the newspaper and read us the story?'

Watson opened the newspaper and started to read.

Sherlock Holmes listened carefully, his eyes closed, as Watson read the story from the morning newspaper.Murder of well-known builder

Late last night, or early this morning, a terrible crime took place at Norwood in South London. Mr Jonas Oldacre has lived at Norwood and has worked there as a builder for many years. He is fifty-two years old, unmarried, and he lives in Deep Dene House on the Sydenham Road. The people of Norwood know Mr Oldacre as an unusual man. He does not often leave his house, but his business has made him very rich. There is a small timber yard behind his house and last night, at about midnight, a man who was out walking saw that some of the wood there was on fire. He immediately called the fire brigade, who arrived soon after. The wood was very dry and burned quickly, so it was impossible to put out the fire. The fire brigade were surprised when Mr Oldacre did not come out of the house, and two of their officers went inside to look for him. But Mr Oldacre was not in the house. In the bedroom the two men found an open safe, which was empty. There were papers on the floor and bloodstains on the walls. The men also found a bloodstained walking stick in the room. This stick belongs to Mr John McFarlane, who visited Mr Oldacre at his home yesterday evening. The police are sure that they know the motive for the crime and are looking for Mr McFarlane. They will arrest him when they find him. At Norwood, police now say that Mr Oldacre's bedroom windows on the ground floor of the house were open. They have found some burnt remains, possibly of a body, in the fire in the timber yard. The police think that there has been a murder. They say that the criminal killed the builder in his bedroom, then pulled his dead body into the garden and burned it in the timber yard. Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard is the policeman who is investigating this most terrible crime.

'This is very interesting,' he said at last. 'Can I ask, Mr McFarlane, why the police have not already arrested you? I understand from the newspaper that they are sure you murdered Mr Oldacre.'

'I live at Torrington Lodge, Blackheath, with my mother and father, Mr Holmes, but last night, after my business with Mr Oldacre, I stayed in a hotel at Norwood and went to work from there this morning. I knew nothing about this crime until I was on the train, when I read the story in the newspaper. I understood immediately that I was in terrible trouble, so when my train arrived at the station I ran to Baker Street to see you, Mr Holmes, and to tell you that I am not a criminal. I did not murder Mr Jonas Oldacre. The police, I'm sure, were waiting for me at work and also at my father's house at Blackheath. A man followed me here from the station and –'

Suddenly there was another knock at the street door. Then they heard men on the stairs, and Inspector Lestrade entered the room with two other policemen.

'Are you Mr John McFarlane?' he asked.

The young man stood up, his face white.

'I am,' he said.

Lestrade gave him a long look. 'John McFarlane, I am arresting you for the murder of Mr Jonas Oldacre, the builder, of Norwood, South London.'

investigate v. to find out about something 调查

criminal n. a person who does something that is against the law 罪犯

sadly adv. in an unhappy way 难过地

knock n. the noise when someone hits a door 敲门声

housekeeper n. someone who looks after a person's house 管家

hall n. a room in the middle of a house from which you can go to all the other rooms 门厅

trouble n. difficulty 麻烦

arrest v. to take a person to prison 逮捕

mystery n. something that you cannot explain easily 谜

builder n. a man who makes houses 建筑师

timber yard a place where wood is kept 贮木场

fire brigade if your house is on fire, you call the fire brigade 消防队

put out to stop something burning 扑灭

safe n. a very strong box that people put money and other expensive things in 保险箱

bloodstain n. mark made by blood 血迹

walking stick a stick to help you walk 手杖

motive n. the reason for a crime 动机

remains n. what is left 残骸

ACTIVITIES

READING CHECK

1 Are these sentences true or false?

Tick the boxes.

a Holmes and Watson are sitting at the breakfast table when John McFarlane knocks on their door.

True ☑ False □

b Holmes's housekeeper, Mrs Hudson, opens the door to McFarlane.

True □ False □

c McFarlane is very excited.

True □ False □

d Watson knows McFarlane's name.

True □ False □

e McFarlane says that the police want to send him to prison.

True □ False □

f Jonas Oldacre lives in Blackheath.

True □ False □

g McFarlane lives alone.

True □ False □

h Lestrade wants to arrest McFarlane for the murder of Jonas Oldacre.

True □ False □

2 Match the first and second parts of the sentences.

WORD WORK

Correct the boxed words in these sentences. They all come from Chapter One.

a There were important papers in the sale.  safe 

b A young man came into the ball. _______________

c They heard a clock at the door. _______________

d He had a talking brick in his hand. _______________

e What was his motor for killing the man? _______________

f He explained that he was in terrible tremble._______________

g Holmes was excited by the history ._______________

h Jonas Oldacre was a South London building ._______________

i There were floodstains on the walls. _______________

j The police found some burnt reminds in the timber yard. _______________

k Can you put off that fire with some water? _______________

l She cried badly when her cat died. _______________

GUESS WHAT

What happens in the next chapter? Tick four boxes.

a □ Holmes listens to McFarlane's story.

b □ We learn more about Inspector Lestrade.

c □ We learn more about McFarlane's family.

d □ Lestrade asks McFarlane some questions.

e □ McFarlane says that he killed Jonas Oldacre.

f □ Holmes decides to go to Blackheath.

g □ The police take McFarlane away.

h □ Lestrade has breakfast with Holmes and Watson.Chapter Two McFarlane's story第二章 麦克法兰的故事

McFarlane put his head in his hands and sat down. 'Mr Holmes, help me, please.'

Holmes turned to Lestrade. 'Inspector,' he said, 'perhaps you can give us half an hour? I'm interested to hear Mr McFarlane's story.'

'And I'm sure it will be a very good story,' replied Lestrade. 'But it won't be true.'

'Please, Inspector,' said Watson.

Lestrade thought for a long time. 'All right,' he agreed at last. 'You've often helped us, Mr Holmes. But I must stay with Mr McFarlane and I will listen very carefully to everything that he says. You have half an hour,' he went on, looking at his watch.

'Thank you, Inspector,' said McFarlane.

'You can thank Mr Holmes,' replied Lestrade, sitting down opposite the young man.

'First,' McFarlane began his story, 'I know nothing about Mr Jonas Oldacre, only his name. My parents met him many years ago and they were friends for a long time. But Mr Oldacre moved to Norwood, I understand, and after that they never saw him. So I was very surprised when he walked into my office at three o'clock yesterday afternoon. I work in the City of London as a lawyer. When he told me why he wanted to see me, I was astonished.' Here he stopped and looked first at Holmes, then at Lestrade.

'Go on,' said Lestrade at last.

'He had some papers in his hand, these papers.' McFarlane took them out of his pocket and put them on the table. '"This is my will," he said. "I've written it myself. But you are a lawyer. Please copy it for me. I will wait." I agreed to do this. I started to copy the will but was very surprised when I read that he wanted to leave everything to me! Mr Oldacre was a strange little man with very white hair and grey eyes. When I looked at him, I saw that he found my surprise very funny. He laughed and told me that he was unmarried and had no children. He knew my mother and father when he was a young man and wanted to help me to make my way in the world because I was their son. I didn't know what to say, but I thanked him warmly and finished the will. Here it is.' McFarlane showed Holmes a blue piece of paper. 'Mr Oldacre then asked me to go to his house at Norwood yesterday evening because he had more papers there that I needed to see. I didn't want to go, but I had to. "You must promise not to tell your mother or father about this," he said. "It must be a wonderful surprise for them." I promised him that I would say nothing, but I didn't understand why it was so important to him.'

'I took the train to Norwood and arrived there at about nine o'clock. It was difficult to find Mr Oldacre's house on the Sydenham Road and it was nine-thirty when I at last knocked on the door of Deep Dene House.'

'Stop,' said Holmes. 'Who opened the door to you?'

'It was Mr Oldacre's housekeeper,' McFarlane replied. 'A woman of about fifty-five years.'

'And she told Mr Oldacre that you were there?' Holmes went on.

'That's right,' McFarlane agreed. 'She then took me into the dining room, where Mr Oldacre was waiting for me. We ate a light meal of sandwiches and fruit, then Mr Oldacre took me to his bedroom. There was a safe in the corner of the room, and Mr Oldacre opened it and took out a lot of papers. We looked at them together and didn't finish until about half past eleven. Mr Oldacre said that we mustn't wake up the housekeeper, so I left the house by the French windows in the bedroom, which were open. I couldn't find my walking stick, but Mr Oldacre said that he would give it back to me next time. "I hope you will come back often," he said. When I left, Mr Oldacre was in his bedroom and the safe was open. His papers were on the table. It was too late for me to go back to my father's house at Blackheath, so I went to a hotel called the Anerley Arms in Norwood and spent the night there. I knew nothing more about Mr Oldacre until I read the story in the newspaper this morning. And everything that I've told you is true.'

Lestrade looked at Holmes. 'Any more questions?'

'Possibly,' said Holmes. 'But first I must go to Blackheath.'

'You mean Norwood,' said Lestrade.

'Perhaps,' replied Holmes with a strange smile. The Inspector didn't understand, but said nothing.

'Mr McFarlane?' said one of the other policemen, who was waiting at the door. 'Come with us, please.'

McFarlane stood up and the two policemen took him down the stairs and out into Baker Street. Lestrade stayed in the room with Holmes and Watson. Holmes looked at McFarlane's papers, which were still on the table.

'Interesting,' he said. 'Mr Oldacre's writing is very easy to read in some places, but very difficult to read in others. And here it's impossible. Can you read this, Watson?'

Watson agreed that it was impossible to read.

'And why is that?' asked Holmes.

'I've no idea,' Watson replied.

'Is this important, Mr Holmes?' asked Lestrade.

'Possibly,' said Holmes. 'Mr Oldacre wrote his will on a train. We can read everything that he wrote when the train was at a station, but it's impossible to read what he wrote when the train was moving. Mr Oldacre spent the journey writing his will, so his train was an express, which stopped only once between Norwood and London Bridge.'

'Very interesting, Mr Holmes,' said Lestrade, 'but I have a murderer to see. I must go. Goodbye, Mr Holmes, Dr Watson.'

'Goodbye, Inspector,' said Holmes with a smile.

the City a part of London with a lot of banks and offices 伦敦城(指位于伦敦市中心的银行和金融中心)

lawyer n. someone who works to help people with the law 律师

astonished adj. very surprised 吃惊的

will n. the paper that you write and sign which says how you want to divide your money between people in your family when you die 遗嘱

copy v. to write something again 誊写

dining room the room in a house where people eat 餐厅

French windows glass doors 落地窗

ACTIVITIES

READING CHECK

Put these sentences in the correct order. Number them 1–11.

a □ Oldacre asks McFarlane to copy his will.

b □ Oldacre and McFarlane eat sandwiches.

c □ McFarlane takes the train to Norwood.

d □ Oldacre takes papers out of his safe.

e □ Oldacre's housekeeper opens the door of Deep Dene House to McFarlane.

f □ Oldacre tells McFarlane that he wants to leave him everything in his will.

g 1 Oldacre walks into McFarlane's office.

h □ McFarlane arrives at Deep Dene House.

i □ McFarlane spends the night at a hotel in Norwood.

j □ McFarlane leaves Deep Dene House through the French windows.

k □ Oldacre tells McFarlane to say nothing to his parents.

WORD WORK

Use the words in the safe to complete the sentences.

a He worked in an office in the City of London.

b McFarlane was __________ that Oldacre wanted to leave him his money.

c A __________ helps people when they have problems with the police.

d My grandmother left me £1,000 in her __________.

e He asked me to __________ the words very carefully on a piece of paper.

f They ate their dinner in the __________.

g Let's open the __________ and walk out into the garden.

GUESS WHAT

Who does Holmes speak to in the next chapter? Tick two pictures.

a □ Inspector Lestrade

b □ Dr Watson

c □ John McFarlane

d □ John McFarlane's mother

e □ John McFarlane's father

f □ Jonas Oldacre

g □ Jonas Oldacre's houskeeperChapter Three A visit to Blackheath第三章 探访布莱克希斯

'Tell me, Holmes,' said Watson when they were alone again, 'why is it important that Mr Oldacre wrote his will on the train?'

Holmes lit a cigarette. 'Because it means he wrote it yesterday on his journey to see Mr McFarlane. I think it's very strange that he worked on these important papers on the train. Perhaps they weren't so important for him.'

'What are you thinking, Holmes?' asked Watson.

'I'm not yet sure what has happened here, Watson,' Holmes replied, 'but give me time, give me time. Now I must leave you and go to Blackheath. I need, I think, to speak to Mr McFarlane's mother and father.'

Holmes put on his coat. 'While I am out, Watson, ask yourself this question. Is Mr McFarlane a stupid man? I think not. But does a clever man immediately kill someone who has just promised to leave him everything in his will?' Holmes gave Watson a long look. 'Goodbye, Watson. Until later.'

When Sherlock Holmes needed to think, he liked to walk, and this morning he decided to walk all the way from Baker Street to London Bridge. His long legs moved quickly as he crossed the city. A lot of people stopped to look at the tall detective as he made his way to the station, but Holmes didn't see them. He was thinking about John McFarlane and Jonas Oldacre, and asking himself if McFarlane was a murderer. He really didn't think so, but he knew that it would be difficult to convince Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard. To Lestrade, McFarlane was the murderer of Jonas Oldacre. He had a good motive and he spent the evening at the builder's house.

Holmes arrived at London Bridge Station and found that he had to wait twenty minutes for the next train to Blackheath. He bought the late morning newspaper and read: Norwood Murder. Man Arrested. Holmes didn't read the story, but looked at the end: Says Inspector Lestrade, 'I think we have our man.' Holmes bought a ticket and got on the train. Soon he was leaving London and travelling south to Blackheath.

It was a little before eleven thirty when he knocked on the door of the McFarlanes' house. It was a large house with a long, green garden at the front, and Holmes was a little surprised when Mrs McFarlane herself answered the door.

'Mrs McFarlane? Good morning. My name is Sherlock Holmes and I am trying to help your son in his time of trouble.'

'Oh, Mr Holmes, please come in,' the woman replied.

Holmes followed her into a small room at the back of the house, where a fire was burning brightly. They sat down.

'John is not a murderer,' she began immediately. 'I know my son, Mr Holmes and –'

Holmes held up his hand.

'Mrs McFarlane,' he said, 'I can see that you're very worried, but there are some questions that I must ask you.'

'Anything,' she replied. 'Please ask me anything.'

'What can you tell me about Mr Jonas Oldacre?'

At this question Mrs McFarlane was suddenly very excited.

'He is – or was – a very bad man,' she said. 'A long time ago, he and I were friends. He wanted to marry me, but I found out that he was a cruel man, a dangerous man. I told him that I didn't want to see him again and six months later I married my husband, John's father. He wasn't rich like Oldacre, but he was a good man – he is a good man, Mr Holmes, and a good father to John. We've always been a happy family. And now this!'

'What did Oldacre do when you sent him away?' Holmes went on.

'He was angry, very angry. He sent me this in the post.'

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