Shadow of great britain

Almost at the same moment when Mrs. Leven and Mrs. Cowper were having a secret conversation in their boudoir, Arthur was sitting in front of the glass window at home, staring at the maple leaves in Hyde Park across the street and spinning his pen in boredom.

Beside him, the red devil was sitting at the table. He was holding his full stomach, hiccupping and panting.

Agares said: "Arthur, listen to me. From now on, you have to go to more banquets like this..."

Arthur frowned and leaned on the seat: "Agares, can you not act like you haven't eaten for months and then accidentally entered Baal's Dung Farm Restaurant."

The Red Devil was quite satisfied today, but as soon as he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel a ball of anger rising from his forehead.

"Arthur! What's wrong? Today is just the tip of the iceberg for you to see the upper class, and you feel that you are not you anymore? Barr? If Barr followed you today, he would squat in Cord from the beginning of the banquet. How dare you compete with me in the toilet of Linton's house, that kind of dirty devil?"

When Arthur heard the words, he just consoled him: "Okay, okay, I understand. You are noble, you are amazing, even hell can't accommodate you."

"Yin Yang weirdo? Are you Yin Yang weirdo?"

Agares's eyes widened, and his corneas almost hit Arthur's nose. He cursed loudly: "Arthur, damn you, stop doing these things with me. You have to know, without me, where would you be?" With you, without me, you are still farming in the Yorkshire countryside. You just had something to eat. You are so anxious, but I didn't fucking eat your food."

Agares had just finished cursing when suddenly a gust of evening wind blew in from the window, blowing the scratch paper inserted in Arthur's pocket onto the cornea of ​​the red devil's eye.

"Huh? What is this?"

The red devil took the piece of draft paper filled with mathematical calculations from his eyes and saw only a beautiful sentence left in the few blank spaces: When I woke up one night, I found that I had become famous and became a poet. Napoleon on.

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Isn't this the famous saying left by Lord Byron after he wrote "The Travels of Childe Harold"? It seems that Miss Byron did not care about her father. I don't know anything about it. But what would Mrs. Milbank think if she knew that her daughter had written such a sentence?"

Unexpectedly, Agares nodded with satisfaction when he heard this: "No matter what she thinks, the important thing is that you did become famous overnight. Arthur, just wait and see, sooner or later you will become famous too." Become the Napoleon of Scotland Yard.”

Arthur put one hand on the table and raised his face: "Why bother sooner or later? I now have a French artilleryman under my command, and his father also served as the commander of the French Pyrenees Army."

As soon as Arthur said this, he heard someone ringing the doorbell downstairs.

He curled his lips in dissatisfaction, stretched and stood up: "It's so late, who is it?"

He opened the door and walked downstairs. Unexpectedly, Alexandre Dumas, who had woken up from hunger in the night and was rummaging through the cabinets in the kitchen on the first floor for something to eat, had already opened the door first.

Standing outside the door was a drunk Elder with a flushed face, holding a wad of banknotes in his hand.

Elder gasped, and then threw the ticket on the coffee table next to the sofa. He nestled in the corner of the sofa and looked up at the stars outside the window with a melancholy look.

As soon as Alexandre Dumas saw the dead look on his face, he knew what had probably happened.

With a piece of bread in his mouth, he turned to Arthur and asked, "Has this been rejected again?"

Arthur just shrugged: "In life, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things, and there is only one out of ten things that can be said. Is it necessary to say it so clearly?"

But Alexandre Dumas still looked at the banknotes on the table in confusion: "But what's going on with the money? Let him take the money and get away?"

After hearing this, Elder felt very angry. He cursed: "Alexander, can you stop thinking about such good things?"

Alexandre Dumas took a sip of the carbonated water in the glass in his right hand, nodded and said: "Yes, I generally can't do such good things. You are the only one who can do such good things. Elder, Think on the bright side, you will get both money and love."

Elder was so choked up in his chest by Alexandre Dumas that he almost got whipped on the spot.

He cursed: "Damn it! This money is not for me. On the way back, I met Mrs. Cowper's valet and coachman. They asked me to order a gramophone from Arthur, and also explained that the matter was very urgent. The thirty pounds in front of me is considered a deposit. If it is not enough, they will make up for it later. If it is enough, then the extra part will be regarded as thanks to Arthur for his help."

Hearing this, Alexandre Dumas couldn't help but cursed: "Damn, it's so easy to make money! I really followed the words of the Rothschild boy, Arthur, you are always damn lucky! Isn't this? Does the lady like you? Isn't this Chun Chun Shang rushing to give you money? "

Elder said scornfully: "Come on! Alexander, get over it! Don't always apply your French thinking on this kind of thing. At Mrs. Cowper's age, she is almost ready to be Arthur's mother. You Can that brain full of erotic waste be thinking about something else?"

Alexandre Dumas was not angry when he heard this. He just replied: "Since you said so, I won't lend you the new magazine I bought."

When Elder heard this, he sat up from the sofa and said, "Why! I told you about that place!"

Alexandre Dumas sipped the carbonated water and replied: "It's nothing, it's just that I don't deserve it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sleepy Darwin came down from upstairs in his pajamas.

While rubbing his eyes, he said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you making such a fuss? Only by going to bed early and getting up early can you have enough energy."

When Elder saw him, he became angry: "Sleep, sleep! You know how to sleep every day. What's the use of sleeping so early every day? Look at your hair, it almost makes you sleepless."

Darwin was fine at first, but when he heard this, he immediately became angry: "Oh! Damn it, Elder, what do you mean? I went to the banquet today, and there were so many ladies and ladies there. I If you don’t have the ability to strike up a conversation, don’t blame others for not giving you a chance.”

"That's right." Alexandre Dumas raised his eyebrows: "It's not a crime for British men to be bald. Don't look at Charles, he seems very dull. Last time I saw him dating a beautiful lady in a restaurant."

Elder felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this. He immediately fell on the sofa in agony. He cried and prayed: "Oh my God! What kind of sin have I committed? You actually want to do this?" punish me?"

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but said: "What kind of sin? If you are sincere, I suggest you go to the church immediately to find a priest to confess. If you really can't open your mouth, at least you have to atone your sins to the goat."

When Elder heard this, his face turned red and his neck thickened. He emphasized again and again: "Arthur, that's not my fault! It was the devil who tempted me!"

Agares was just passing by the living room, but when he heard this, he immediately picked up the scrap paper and threw it at Elder's face.

The red devil scolded loudly: "Fuck you!"

Elder was hit in the face by a ball of paper. He was stunned for a moment, then leaned down and picked up the ball.

He unfolded the small ball of paper and saw the beautiful handwriting. Elder, who was born in the Department of Classical Literature, finally used his academic skills that he had not used for a long time, and he could tell at a glance that something was wrong.

"Lord Byron's Sentences..."

He looked at Arthur with a suspicious look on his face: "This...is this what she gave to you?"

Arthur comforted: "I stole it. For your physical and mental health, I think you'd better choose to believe it."

"Oh! God!" Elder suddenly knelt down, clutching his analgesic heart: "Arthur, when did you hook up with her?"

"It's not as bad as you think, it's just that Mrs. Milbank asked me to look after her for a while." Arthur said, "Elder, please be more open-minded and smile."

Elder's eyes sparkled with tears as he recited Byron's verse: "This is the saddest of all stories - sadder than sad, because it makes us smile."

After hearing this, Arthur just raised his forehead and said, "You said, couldn't you just move these things out earlier?"

Hearing this, Alexandre Dumas just shook his head: "Arthur, it's useless for you to tell him this. Just like Democritus said - stupid people can only gain wisdom through misfortune."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, there was another ringing sound outside the door.

Arthur stepped forward and opened the door, only to see a butler with short blond hair, white gloves, and a tuxedo standing outside.

The housekeeper said embarrassedly: "Is Mr. Hastings at home? I am Mrs. Leven's housekeeper. When Mr. Elder Carter came to bring a message just now, we did not make it clear. In addition to making reservations for Mrs. Cowper, In addition to the magical gramophone and record, Madam just heard that Mr. Hastings is planning to hold a concert soon? If this is indeed the case, Mrs. Levine also wants to book an additional ticket for Mr. Hastings's concert. . If there is any intrusion, please forgive me and apologize."

The butler had just finished speaking, and before Arthur could reply, he heard Elder, who was leaning on the sofa, trembling and said, "Lee...Lee...Mrs. Levine?"

After saying this, Elder hiccupped.

Arthur glanced at him and replied with an apologetic look: "The concert has not yet been determined. Mr. Hastings should continue to discuss it with Mr. Moscheles of the London Philharmonic Society. But please Don't worry, I've already made a note of reserving tickets for Mrs. Levine.

But before solving this matter, I would like to ask you to give in. I think what I need most now is to go to the nearby St. Mary's Hospital to reserve an emergency bed for Mr. Elder Carter immediately. "