福尔摩斯探案经典:《恐怖谷》第11章Part5

"Of being concerned in the beating of old Editor Stanger at the Herald office. It wasn't your fault that it isn't a murder charge."
"Well, if that's all you have against him," cried McGinty with a laugh, "you can save yourself a deal of trouble by dropping it right now. This man was with me in my saloon playing poker up to midnight, and I can bring a dozen to prove it."
"That's your affair, and I guess you can settle it in court to-morrow. Meanwhile, come on, McMurdo, and come quietly if you don't want a gun across your head. You stand wide, Mr. McGinty; for I warn you I will stand no resistance when I am on duty!"
So determined was the appearance of the captain that both McMurdo and his boss were forced to accept the situation. The latter managed to have a few whispered words with the prisoner before they parted."What about--" he jerked his thumb upward to signify the coining plant.
"All right," whispered McMurdo, who had devised a safe hiding place under the floor.
"I'll bid you good-bye," said the Boss, shaking hands. "I'll see Reilly the lawyer and take the defense upon myself. Take my word for it that they won't be able to hold you."
"I wouldn't bet on that. Guard the prisoner, you two, and shoot him if he tries any games. I'll search the house before I leave."
He did so; but apparently found no trace of the concealed plant. When he had descended he and his men escorted McMurdo to headquarters. Darkness had fallen, and a keen blizzard was blowing so that the streets were nearly deserted; but a few loiterers followed the group, and emboldened by invisibility shouted imprecations at the prisoner.
"Lynch the cursed Scowrer!" they cried. "Lynch him!" They laughed and jeered as he was pushed into the police station. After a short, formal examination from the inspector in charge he was put into the common cell. Here he found Baldwin and three other criminals of the night before, all arrested that afternoon and waiting their trial next morning.
But even within this inner fortress of the law the long arm of the Freemen was able to extend. Late at night there came a jailer with a straw bundle for their bedding, out of which he extracted two bottles of whisky, some glasses, and a pack of cards. They spent a hilarious night, without an anxious thought as to the ordeal of the morning.
Nor had they cause, as the result was to show. The magistrate could not possibly, on the evidence, have held them for a higher court. On the one hand the compositors and pressmen were forced to admit that the light was uncertain, that they were themselves much perturbed, and that it was difficult for them to swear to the identity of the assailants; although they believed that the accused were among them. Cross examined by the clever attorney who had been engaged by McGinty, they were even more nebulous in their evidence.
The injured man had already deposed that he was so taken by surprise by the suddenness of the attack that he could state nothing beyond the fact that the first man who struck him wore a moustache. He added that he knew them to be Scowrers, since no one else in the community could possibly have any enmity to him, and he had long been threatened on account of his outspoken editorials. On the other hand, it was clearly shown by the united and unfaltering evidence of six citizens, including that high municipal official, Councillor McGinty, that the men had been at a card party at the Union House until an hour very much later than the commission of the outrage.
Needless to say that they were discharged with something very near to an apology from the bench for the inconvenience to which they had been put, together with an implied censure of Captain Marvin and the police for their officious zeal.
The verdict was greeted with loud applause by a court in which McMurdo saw many familiar faces. Brothers of the lodge smiled and waved. But there were others who sat with compressed lips and brooding eyes as the men filed out of the dock. One of them, a little, dark-bearded, resolute fellow, put the thoughts of himself and comrades into words as the ex-prisoners passed him.
"You damned murderers!" he said. "We'll fix you yet!"

“在先驱报社殴打老主笔斯坦格一案与你有关。别人没告你杀人之罪，这并不是因为你不想杀人。”
“啊，假如你们仅是为了这件事，"麦金蒂微笑着说道，“现在住手，你们可以省很多麻烦。这个人在我酒馆里和我一起打扑克，一直打到半夜，我可以找出十几个人来作证明。”
“那是你的事，我认为明天你可以到法庭去说。走吧，麦克默多，假如我不愿意枪弹射穿你的胸膛，你就老老实实地走。麦金蒂先生，你站远点，我警告你，在我履行职责时，决不容许有任何抵抗的。”
马文队长的神色如此坚决，以至麦克默多和他的首领不得不接受既成事实。在分手以前，麦金蒂借机和被捕者低声耳语道：“那东西怎样……"他猛地伸出大拇指，暗示着铸币机。
“安排好了，"麦克默多低语说，他已经把它安放在地板下安全的隐秘处所。
“我祝你一路平安，"首领和麦克默多握手告别，说道，“我要去请赖利律师，并且亲自去出庭辩护。请相信我的话，他们不会扣留你的。”
“我不愿在这上面打赌。你们两个人把罪犯看好，假如他想耍什么花招，就开枪射击。我要先把这屋子搜查一下然后再撤。”
马文队长搜查了一番，不过显然没有发现隐藏铸币机的痕迹。他走下楼来，和一干人把麦克默多押送到总署去。天色已经昏黑，刮起一阵强烈的暴风雪，因此街上已经很少行人，只有少数几个闲逛的人跟在他们后面，壮着胆子大声诅咒被捕者。
“处决这个该死的死酷党人！"他们高声喊道，“处决他！”在麦克默多被推进警署时，他们嘲笑他。经过主管的警官简短的审问之后，麦克默多被投进普通牢房。他发现鲍德温和前一天晚上的其他三个罪犯也在这里，他们都是这天下午被捕的，等候明天审讯。
自由人会的手很长，甚至能伸到监牢里。天晚以后，一个狱卒带进一捆稻草来给他们铺用，他又从里面拿出两瓶威士忌酒，几个酒杯和一副纸牌来。他们就饮酒赌博，狂欢了一夜，丝毫不顾虑明早的事。
他们这样做什么麻烦也没惹出来，案件的结局就是明证。这位地方法官，根据证词不能给他们定罪。一方面，排字工人和印刷工人不得不承认灯光十分模糊，他们自己也非常混乱慌张，尽管他们相信被告就是其中的人，但很难绝对保证认清行凶者的面貌。经过麦金蒂安排好的聪明的律师一番盘问以后，这些证人的证词更加含糊不清了。
被害人已经证明说，他遭受突然袭击时非常震惊，除了记得第一个动手打他的人有一撮小胡子以外，什么也说不清。他补充说，他知道这些人是死酷党党徒，因为社会上没有别的人恨他，由于他经常公开发表评论，长期以来受到该党党徒的威胁恫吓。另一方面，有六个公民，其中包括市政官参议员麦金蒂，出席作证，他们的证词坚决、一致、清楚地说明，这些被告都在工会打扑克，一直到严重违法行为发生一个多小时以后才散场。
不用说，对被捕的人所受的烦扰，法官说了一些近于道歉的话，同时含蓄地训斥了马文队长和警察多管闲事，便把被告释放了。
这时法庭内一些旁听者大声鼓掌欢迎这一裁决，麦克默多看出其中有许多熟悉的面孔。会里的弟兄都微笑着挥手致意。可是另一些人在这伙罪犯从被告席上鱼贯而出时，坐在那里双唇紧闭，目光阴郁；其中一个小个子黑胡须面容坚毅果敢的人，在那些获释的罪犯从他面前走过时，说出了他自己和其他人的想法。
“你们这些该死的凶手！"他喊道，"我们还要收拾你们的！”