British writer

Wednesday, December 5.

Doyle got up early in the morning, had a few mouthfuls of food with his beloved wife Hawkins, and then rushed to Strand Street.

On the way, he lifted the curtains of the car to look out from time to time.

Although Hawkins was used to it, he still couldn't help teasing her husband, saying, "What? Are you looking for a newspaper boy to buy The Scotsman?"

Doyle blushed,

"There is an old saying in China, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles'."

"Pfft~"

Hawkins laughed out loud, and complained, "You, why do you even know this old Chinese saying? Is it to study the opponent, and also to study the opponent's cultural background?"

Doyle glared at his wife, but couldn't refute it.

Hawkins chuckled,

In fact, she felt a little bit grateful to Lu Shi in her heart.

During this period of time, Doyle continued to write, and seemed to have regained the passion for creation. As a wife, Hawkins was naturally extremely happy to see such changes in her husband.

Hawkins said: "It's good if you can keep creating."

Doyle sighed helplessly.

This is what a beloved wife is like. What she said focuses on the process, and the result is not important.

But Doyle really cares about results!

He didn't want the Sherlock Holmes series to be surpassed by other suspenseful works, and he didn't want his fame to be surpassed by Lu Shi, a brat.

At this moment, the newsboy's voice came from outside:

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers!"

Doyle hurriedly called to stop the carriage, then waved to the newsboy and said, "Son, give me a copy of The Scotsman."

As he spoke, he took out a fivepence coin.

Unexpectedly, the newsboy shook his head,

"Excuse me, first...um...Mr. Doyle?"

Doyle quickly covered his face,

"Well, give me the newspaper."

Every time he bought The Scotsman, he tried to hide his face from the gossip. The headline was "The famous detective broke? Doyle Was Convinced by Other Novels".

The newsboy didn't know what I was thinking, but just looked at him curiously, and then said, "Sorry, The Scotsman is sold out."

Doyle was slightly surprised,

Since the book review edition of the Manchester Guardian, The Scotsman has reprinted again in support of fans, and its circulation has reached a terrifying 33,000 copies every Wednesday, and the supply is very sufficient.

And it's early in the morning, so there's no reason to be out of stock.

"How did that happen?" Doyle asked.

The newsboy shook his head and said, "I don't know either. When we went to pick up the goods today, we only got ten copies for each of us. In the past, we could get thirty copies."

Rough calculations show that the printing volume is only one-third of the previous one, that is, 10,000 copies.

Hawkins next to him was puzzled,

"Could it be something wrong with the printing house over there in Edinburgh?"

Doyle pondered for a moment, and speculated: "Probably Lu Shi temporarily revised the draft and caught Cooper by surprise... Hahaha, good! During the previous visit, Lu Shi said that he doesn't like to make outlines when he creates, probably because of this habit It caused problems with the content of the novel!"

Hawkins held his forehead and shook his head,

"Arthur, your eyes are shining."

Doyle didn't answer, but urged the coachman to set off, looking for newspaper boys along the way to buy newspapers.

Finally, after asking three newsboys in a row, Doyle finally received the newspaper for one shilling, and then couldn't wait to turn to the supplement.

But what was expected didn't happen.

The world described by Lu Shi has never been inconsistent. The fifteenth and sixteenth chapters of "None Survival" are the climax of the novel, which can be called perfect. And ended up.

"

She put the noose around her neck.

Hugo was there watching her, watching her take the path she was meant to take.

She kicked the chair away...

"

After reading the last paragraph, Doyle actually felt lost, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

The same is true for Hawkins, who even feels a little out of breath,

She couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful! It's really wonderful! Arthur, do you remember the last line of the nursery rhyme?" A little Indian boy, only one person when he returned; hanged himself in this life, and there was no one left .'"

Doyle said: "The book is actually over here. But at the end there is "The Epilogue", which should be revealed from the perspective of a third person. We..."

Before the words fell, the voice of the coachman came from outside,

"Sir, madam, we have arrived."

It's already here,

But because of the tip given by Doyle, the coachman didn't urge him just now.

Now I heard Doyle say that "this book is actually over here", so he reminded me.

Hawkins took out his small wallet, stuffed some tips into the driver, and said to Doyle at the same time, "Arthur, keep reading."

As a result, Doyle just frowned and didn't speak.

Hawkins was surprised,

"What's wrong?"

Doyle said in a low voice: "'The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light.'...Well...Although there are only two simple sentences, is this a poem?"

...

"I would like to use this article to mourn Mr. Oscar Wilde."

The queen put down the teacup in her hand.

wilde...

This surname seems somewhat familiar.

The Queen asked: "Do you have any impression of this Oscar Wilde?"

Margarita on the side said: "Mr. Wilde is a great playwright. Some time ago, his "Lady Windermere's Fan" was also performed at the Royal Theater."

Stephenson on the other side said: "Wilde is a...er...dangerous prisoner. He was sentenced to two years of forced labor and was imprisoned in Bentonville Prison, Wandsworth Prison, and Reading Prison successively in London."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

The queen raised her hand,

"Stop! Let me think..."

Margarita couldn't help looking at Stephenson, and said silently with her mouth: "Sir, please pay attention to your demeanor."

Stephenson touched his nose awkwardly.

After a while, the queen seemed to remember something, and said, "Ah, I seem to know. Wilde... Wilde...is the 'pretending manly man' whom the Marquess of Queensbury accused, isn't he?"

The fact that the case was heard by Datian shows how sensational it was at that time.

The queen said with a smile: "I remember that Mr. Wilde went to Paris later, Mr. Lu should have no chance to meet him."

Margarita nodded.

"Professor Lu has openly admitted to admiring Mr. Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray."

The queen looked at the poem again,

"It's really well written. However, I'm afraid it will make some people unhappy~"

The other two present naturally knew who the queen was referring to,

The answer is simple,

conservative.

The Queen said: "It doesn't matter, our British Empire is the most open country in the world, otherwise it would be impossible for Wilde's works to be staged at the Royal Grand Theater."

Does the British Empire have anything to do with openness?

Margarita tilted her head to the side, trying to hold back the desire to complain.

Stephenson on the side said: "Your Majesty is right, our British Empire is the most open country in the world."

The queen gave a "hmm", looked at the poem again, and sighed again: "It's really well written..."