一抵达博蒙特庄园,我就被一个中年女佣引领到客厅。她的眼睛都哭红了,发现一具尸体难免会有这种反应。“请坐,托姆林森侦探,”她抽着鼻子说,“博蒙特先生很快就过来。”她匆忙离开,一边用手帕擦拭着眼睛。我端详着富丽堂皇的客厅,里面满是深色的木制家具以及来自于全球各个角落的艺术品,然后我的心思回到手头的案子上。关于受害者我所知甚少,仅凭从尸体上发现的几样东西——工作服、衬衫和靴子、一串钥 Upon arrival at Beaumont Manor, I was led by a middle-aged maid to the living room. Her eyes were crying red and found that a corpse would inevitably have this response. “Please, Detective Toomlinson,” she said, sniffing, “Mr. Beaumont coming soon.” She hurried off, wiping her eyes with her handkerchief. I looked at the magnificent living room, full of dark wooden furniture and artwork from every corner of the globe, and then I returned to the case at hand. I know very little about the victims, just a few things found on the body - coveralls, shirts and boots, a bunch of keys