I.ASCANDALINBOHEMIA
Jag
I.ToSherlockHolmessheis
alltid
alwaysthewoman.Ihaveseldom
hört
heardhimmentionherundernågot
anyothername.Inhiseyessheeclipses
och
andpredominatesthewholeofherkön
sex.Itwasnotthathe
kände
feltanyemotionakintokärlek
loveforIreneAdler.Allemotions,
och
andthatoneparticularly,wereabhorrenttohiscold,precisemen
butadmirablybalancedmind.Hewas,Itakeit,the
mest
mostperfectreasoningandobservingmachinethatthevärlden
worldhasseen,butasen
aloverhewouldhaveplacerat
placedhimselfinafalseposition.He
aldrig
neverspokeofthesofterpassions,savemed
withagibeandasneer.Theywereadmirablethingsfortheobserver—excellentfordrawingtheveilfrommen’smotives
och
andactions.Butforthetrainedreasonertoadmitsuchintrusionsintohis
eget
owndelicateandfinelyadjustedtemperamentwastointroduceadistractingfactorsom
whichmightthrowadoubtuponalla
allhismentalresults.Gritinasensitiveinstrument,
eller
oracrackinoneofhisegna
ownhigh-powerlenses,wouldnotbemer
moredisturbingthanastrongemotioninanaturesuchashans
his.Andyettherewasbut
en
onewomantohim,andthatkvinna
womanwasthelateIreneAdler,ofdubiousoch
andquestionablememory.Ihad
sett
seenlittleofHolmeslately.Mymarriage
hade
haddriftedusawayfromeachother.My
egen
owncompletehappiness,andthehome-centredinterestswhichriseupp
uparoundthemanwhoförst
firstfindshimselfmasterofhisegen
ownestablishment,weresufficienttoabsorballmyattention,medan
whileHolmes,wholoathedeveryformofsocietymed
withhiswholeBohemiansoul,remainedinourlodgingsinBakerStreet
Street,buriedamonghisoldbooks,och
andalternatingfromweektovecka
weekbetweencocaineandambition,thedrowsinessofthedrug,och
andthefierceenergyofhisegen
ownkeennature.Hewas
fortfarande
still,asever,deeplyattractedbyden
thestudyofcrime,andoccupiedhisimmensefacultiesoch
andextraordinarypowersofobservationinfölja
followingoutthoseclues,andrensa
clearingupthosemysterieswhichhade
hadbeenabandonedashopelessbyden
theofficialpolice.Fromtimeto
tid
timeIheardsomevagueaccountofhisdoings:ofhissummonstoOdessainthecaseoftheTrepoffmurder,ofhisclearingupofthesingulartragedyoftheAtkinsonbrothersatTrincomalee,
och
andfinallyofthemissionsom
whichhehadaccomplishedsodelicatelyoch
andsuccessfullyforthereigningfamilyofHolland.Beyond
dessa
thesesignsofhisactivity,however,som
whichImerelysharedwithalla
allthereadersofthedailypress,Ivisste
knewlittleofmyformervän
friendandcompanion.Onenight—itwasonthetwentiethofMarch,1888—Iwasreturningfromajourneytoapatient(forI
hade
hadnowreturnedtocivilpractice),när
whenmywayledmegenom
throughBakerStreet.AsIpassedthewell-remembered
dörren
door,whichmustalwaysbeassociatedinmysinne
mindwithmywooing,andmed
withthedarkincidentsoftheStudyinScarlet,Iwasseizedmed
withakeendesiretose
seeHolmesagain,andtoveta
knowhowhewasemployinghisextraordinarypowers.Hisroomswerebrilliantlylit,
och
and,evenasIlookedupp
up,Isawhistall,sparefigurepasstwiceinen
adarksilhouetteagainsttheblind.Hewaspacingthe
rummet
roomswiftly,eagerly,withhisheadsunkuponhischestoch
andhishandsclaspedbehindhonom
him.Tome,whoknewhiseverymood
och
andhabit,hisattitudeandmannerberättade
toldtheirownstory.Hewasatwork
igen
again.Hehadrisenoutofhisdrug-createddreams
och
andwashotuponthescentofsomenytt
newproblem.Irangthebell
och
andwasshownuptothechambersom
whichhadformerlybeeninpartmyegen
own.Hismannerwasnoteffusive.
Itseldomwas;
men
buthewasglad,Itror
think,toseeme.Withhardlya
ord
wordspoken,butwithakindlyeye,hewavedmetoanarmchair,threwacrosshiscaseofcigars,och
andindicatedaspiritcaseoch
andagasogeneinthecorner.Thenhe
stod
stoodbeforethefireandtittade
lookedmeoverinhissingularintrospectivefashion.“Wedlocksuitsyou,”heremarked.
“I
tror
think,Watson,thatyouhaveputonsevenoch
andahalfpoundssinceIsåg
sawyou.”“Seven!”
Ianswered.
“Indeed,I
borde
shouldhavethoughtalittlemer
more.Justatriflemore,Ifancy,Watson.
Och
Andinpracticeagain,Iobserve.Youdidnot
berättade
tellmethatyouintendedtogå
gointoharness.”“Then,howdoyouknow?”
“I
ser
seeit,Ideduceit.Hur
HowdoIknowthatyouhar
havebeengettingyourselfverywetlately,och
andthatyouhaveamostclumsyoch
andcarelessservantgirl?”“My
käre
dearHolmes,”saidI,“thisisför
toomuch.Youwouldcertainly
ha
havebeenburned,hadyoulevt
livedafewcenturiesago.Itis
sant
truethatIhadacountrywalkonThursdayoch
andcamehomeinadreadfulmess,men
butasIhavechangedmyclothesIcan’timaginehur
howyoudeduceit.AstoMaryJane,sheisincorrigible,
och
andmywifehasgivenhernotice,men
butthere,again,Ifailtose
seehowyouworkitout.”Hechuckledtohimself
och
andrubbedhislong,nervoushandstillsammans
together.“Itissimplicityitself,”
sa
saidhe;“myeyestellme
att
thatontheinsideofyourleftshoe,precis
justwherethefirelightstrikesit,theleatherisscoredbysex
sixalmostparallelcuts.Obviouslythey
har
havebeencausedbysomeonesom
whohasverycarelesslyscrapedroundtheedgesofthesoleinordertoremovecrustedmudfromit.Hence,you
ser
see,mydoubledeductionthatyouhade
hadbeenoutinvileweather,och
andthatyouhadaparticularlymalignantboot-slittingspecimenoftheLondonslavey.Astoyourpractice,ifagentleman
går
walksintomyroomssmellingofiodoform,med
withablackmarkofnitrateofsilveruponhisrightforefinger,och
andabulgeontherightsida
sideofhistop-hattovisa
showwherehehassecretedhisstethoscope,Imåste
mustbedull,indeed,ifIdonotpronouncehimtobeanactivememberofdet
themedicalprofession.”Icouldnothelplaughingat
den
theeasewithwhichheexplainedhisprocessofdeduction.“WhenI
hör
hearyougiveyourreasons,”Iremarked,“thesaken
thingalwaysappearstometobesoridiculouslysimplethatIkunna
couldeasilydoitmyself,thoughatvarje
eachsuccessiveinstanceofyourreasoningIambaffledtills
untilyouexplainyourprocess.Och
AndyetIbelievethatmyeyesareasbra
goodasyours.”“Quiteso,”he
svarade
answered,lightingacigarette,andthrowinghimselfner
downintoanarmchair.“You
ser
see,butyoudonotobserve.Thedistinctionis
tydlig
clear.Forexample,youhavefrequently
sett
seenthestepswhichleadupp
upfromthehalltohär
thisroom.”“Frequently.”
“Howoften?”
“Well,
några
somehundredsoftimes.”“Then
hur
howmanyarethere?”“How
många
many?Idon’tknow.”
“Quiteso!
You
har
havenotobserved.Andyetyou
har
haveseen.Thatisjustmypoint.
Nu
Now,Iknowthatthereareseventeensteps,becauseIhavebåde
bothseenandobserved.Bytheway,
eftersom
sinceyouareinterestedinthesesmå
littleproblems,andsinceyouarebra
goodenoughtochronicleoneeller
ortwoofmytriflingexperiences,youkan
maybeinterestedinthis.”Hethrew
över
overasheetofthick,pink-tintednotepapersom
whichhadbeenlyingopenuponthetable.“It
kom
camebythelastpost,”sa
saidhe.“Readitaloud.”
Thenotewasundated,
och
andwithouteithersignatureoraddress.“There
kommer
willcalluponyouto-night,aten
aquartertoeighto’clock,”itsa
said,“agentlemanwhodesirestoconsultyouuponen
amatteroftheverydeepestmoment.YourrecentservicestooneoftheroyalhousesofEuropehaveshownthatyouareonewhomaysafelybetrusted
med
withmatterswhichareofanimportancewhichcanhardlybeexaggerated.Här
Thisaccountofyouwehar
havefromallquartersreceived.Beinyourchamberthenatthathour,
och
anddonottakeitamissom
ifyourvisitorwearamask.”“Thisisindeed
ett
amystery,”Iremarked.“Whatdoyouimagine
att
thatitmeans?”“Ihave
inga
nodatayet.Itisacapitalmistaketotheorise
innan
beforeonehasdata.Insensibly
man
onebeginstotwistfactstosuittheories,insteadoftheoriestosuitfacts.Men
Butthenoteitself.Whatdoyoudeducefromit?”
Icarefullyexaminedthewriting,
och
andthepaperuponwhichitwaswritten.“Theman
som
whowroteitwaspresumablybra
welltodo,”Iremarked,endeavouringtoimitatemycompanion’sprocesses.“Suchpaper
kunde
couldnotbeboughtunderhalv
halfacrownapacket.Itispeculiarlystrong
och
andstiff.”“Peculiar—thatistheveryword,”
sa
saidHolmes.“Itisnot
en
anEnglishpaperatall.Håll
Holdituptothelight.”I
gjorde
didso,andsawalarge“E”med
withasmall“g,”a“P,”och
andalarge“G”withett
asmall“t”wovenintodet
thetextureofthepaper.“Whatdoyoumakeofthat?”
frågade
askedHolmes.“Thenameofthemaker,nodoubt;
eller
orhismonogram,rather.”“Notatall.
The‘G’
med
withthesmall‘t’standsfor‘Gesellschaft,’whichistheGermanfor‘Company.’Itisen
acustomarycontractionlikeour‘Co.’‘P,’ofcourse,står
standsfor‘Papier.’Nowforthe‘Eg.’Låt
LetusglanceatourContinentalGazetteer.”He
tog
tookdownaheavybrownvolumefromhisshelves.“Eglow,Eglonitz—herewe
är
are,Egria.Itisin
ett
aGerman-speakingcountry—inBohemia,notlångt
farfromCarlsbad.‘Remarkableasbeing
det
thesceneofthedeathofWallenstein,och
andforitsnumerousglass-factoriesoch
andpaper-mills.’Ha,ha,mypojke
boy,whatdoyoumakeofthat?”Hiseyessparkled,
och
andhesentupagreatbluetriumphantcloudfromhiscigarette.“ThepaperwasmadeinBohemia,”I
sa
said.“Precisely.
Andtheman
som
whowrotethenoteisaGerman.Doyounotethepeculiarconstructionofthesentence—‘Thisaccountofyouwehavefrom
alla
allquartersreceived.’AFrenchmaneller
orRussiancouldnothaveskrivit
writtenthat.ItistheGerman
som
whoissouncourteoustohisverbs.It
bara
onlyremains,therefore,todiscoverwhatisvill
wantedbythisGermanwhoskriver
writesuponBohemianpaperandpreferswearingen
amasktoshowinghisansikte
face.Andherehecomes,
om
ifIamnotmistaken,toresolvealla
allourdoubts.”Ashe
talade
spoketherewasthesharpsoundofhorses’hoofsoch
andgratingwheelsagainstthecurb,följt
followedbyasharppullatthebell.Holmeswhistled.
“Apair,bythesound,”
sa
saidhe.“Yes,”hecontinued,glancing
ut
outofthewindow.“A
trevlig
nicelittlebroughamandapairofbeauties.Ahundredandfiftyguineasapiece.
There’s
pengar
moneyinthiscase,Watson,om
ifthereisnothingelse.”“I
tror
thinkthatIhadbettergå
go,Holmes.”“Notabit,Doctor.
Stanna
Staywhereyouare.Iam
förlorad
lostwithoutmyBoswell.And
här
thispromisestobeinteresting.Itwouldbeapityto
missa
missit.”“Butyourclient—”.
“Nevermind
honom
him.Imaywantyour
hjälp
help,andsomayhe.Här
Herehecomes.Sitdowninthatarmchair,Doctor,
och
andgiveusyourbestattention.”Ett
Aslowandheavystep,som
whichhadbeenhearduponthestairsoch
andinthepassage,pausedimmediatelyutanför
outsidethedoor.Thentherewas
en
aloudandauthoritativetap.“Comein!”
sa
saidHolmes.Amanentered
som
whocouldhardlyhavebeenlessän
thansixfeetsixinchesinheight,med
withthechestandlimbsofen
aHercules.Hisdresswasrich
med
witharichnesswhichwould,inEngland,belookeduponasakintodålig
badtaste.Heavybandsofastrakhanwereslashedacross
den
thesleevesandfrontsofhisdouble-breastedcoat,medan
whilethedeepbluecloaksom
whichwasthrownoverhisshoulderswaslinedmed
withflame-colouredsilkandsecuredatden
theneckwithabroochsom
whichconsistedofasingleflamingberyl.Boots
som
whichextendedhalfwayuphiscalves,och
andwhichweretrimmedatthetopsmed
withrichbrownfur,completedtheimpressionofbarbaricopulencesom
whichwassuggestedbyhishela
wholeappearance.Hecarriedabroad-brimmedhatinhishand,
medan
whileheworeacrosstheupperdelen
partofhisface,extendingner
downpastthecheekbones,asvart
blackvizardmask,whichhehade
hadapparentlyadjustedthatverymoment,forhishandwasfortfarande
stillraisedtoitasheentered.From
den
thelowerpartofthefaceheappearedtobeen
amanofstrongcharacter,med
withathick,hanginglip,och
andalong,straightchinsuggestiveofresolutionpushedtoden
thelengthofobstinacy.“You
hade
hadmynote?”heasked
med
withadeepharshvoiceoch
andastronglymarkedGermanaccent.“I
sa
toldyouthatIwouldcall.”He
tittade
lookedfromonetotheandra
otherofus,asifuncertainwhichtoaddress.“Pray
ta
takeaseat,”saidHolmes.“Thisismy
vän
friendandcolleague,Dr.Watson,som
whoisoccasionallygoodenoughtohjälpa
helpmeinmycases.Whom
har
haveIthehonourtoaddress?”“You
får
mayaddressmeastheCountVonKramm,en
aBohemiannobleman.Iunderstandthat
här
thisgentleman,yourfriend,isen
amanofhonouranddiscretion,whomIkan
maytrustwithamatterofden
themostextremeimportance.Ifnot,Ishouldmuchprefertocommunicate
med
withyoualone.”Iroseto
gå
go,butHolmescaughtmebythewristoch
andpushedmebackintomychair.“Itis
båda
both,ornone,”saidhe.“You
får
maysaybeforethisgentlemananythingwhichyoufår
maysaytome.”TheCountshruggedhisbroadshoulders.
“ThenI
måste
mustbegin,”saidhe,“bybindingyoubåda
bothtoabsolutesecrecyfortvå
twoyears;attheendof
att
thattimethematterwillbeofinte
noimportance.Atpresentitisnot
för
toomuchtosaythatitisofsådan
suchweightitmayhaveett
aninfluenceuponEuropeanhistory.”“Ipromise,”
sa
saidHolmes.“AndI.”
“Youwillexcuse
här
thismask,”continuedourstrangevisitor.“Theaugustpersonwhoemploysme
önskar
wisheshisagenttobeunknowntoyou,och
andImayconfessatoncethatthetitlebywhichIhavejustkallade
calledmyselfisnotexactlymyown.”“Iwasawareofit,”
sa
saidHolmesdryly.“Thecircumstancesareofgreatdelicacy,
och
andeveryprecautionhastobetakentoquenchwhatkan
mightgrowtobeanimmensescandaloch
andseriouslycompromiseoneofthereigningfamiliesofEurope.To
tala
speakplainly,thematterimplicatesdet
thegreatHouseofOrmstein,hereditarykingsofBohemia.”“Iwas
också
alsoawareofthat,”murmuredHolmes,settlinghimselfner
downinhisarmchairandstängde
closinghiseyes.Ourvisitorglanced
med
withsomeapparentsurpriseatden
thelanguid,loungingfigureofden
themanwhohadbeennodoubtdepictedtohimasden
themostincisivereasonerandmest
mostenergeticagentinEurope.Holmesslowlyreopenedhiseyes
och
andlookedimpatientlyathisgiganticclient.“IfyourMajestywouldcondescendtostateyourcase,”heremarked,“Ishouldbe
bättre
betterabletoadviseyou.”The
mannen
mansprangfromhischairoch
andpacedupanddowntherummet
roominuncontrollableagitation.Then,
med
withagestureofdesperation,hetorethemaskfromhisansikte
faceandhurleditupontheground.“Youareright,”hecried;
“Iamthe
Kungen
King.WhyshouldIattempttoconcealit?”
“Why,indeed?”
murmuredHolmes.
“YourMajesty
hade
hadnotspokenbeforeIwasawareatt
thatIwasaddressingWilhelmGottsreichSigismondvonOrmstein,GrandDukeofCassel-Felstein,och
andhereditaryKingofBohemia.”“Butyou
kan
canunderstand,”saidourstrangevisitor,sitter
sittingdownoncemoreandpassinghishand
handoverhishighwhiteforehead,“youkan
canunderstandthatIamnotaccustomedtogöra
doingsuchbusinessinmyegen
ownperson.YetthematterwassodelicatethatI
kunde
couldnotconfideittoen
anagentwithoutputtingmyselfinhismakt
power.IhavecomeincognitofromPragueforthepurposeofconsultingyou.”
“Then,prayconsult,”
sa
saidHolmes,shuttinghiseyesoncemore.“Thefactsarebrieflythese:
Some
fem
fiveyearsago,duringalengthyvisittoWarsaw,Imadeden
theacquaintanceofthewell-knownadventuress,IreneAdler.The
namnet
nameisnodoubtfamiliartoyou.”“Kindlylookher
upp
upinmyindex,Doctor,”murmuredHolmesutan
withoutopeninghiseyes.For
många
manyyearshehadadoptedasystemofdocketingalla
allparagraphsconcerningmenandthings,sothatitwasdifficulttonameasubjecteller
orapersononwhichhekunde
couldnotatoncefurnishinformation.In
här
thiscaseIfoundherbiographysandwichedinmellan
betweenthatofaHebrewrabbioch
andthatofastaff-commanderwhohade
hadwrittenamonographupondet
thedeep-seafishes.“Letmesee!”
sa
saidHolmes.“Hum!
BorninNewJerseyinthe
år
year1858.Contralto—hum!
LaScala,hum!
PrimadonnaImperialOperaofWarsaw—yes!
Retiredfromoperaticstage—ha!
Bo
LivinginLondon—quiteso!YourMajesty,asI
förstår
understand,becameentangledwiththisunga
youngperson,wrotehersomecompromisingletters,och
andisnowdesirousoffå
gettingthoselettersback.”“Preciselyso.
Men
Buthow—”.