Shadow of great britain

In the alley outside the Allmark Club, Arthur leaned against the white wall and smoked quietly.

While he was thinking about some small talk he had just had with Viscount Melbourne, he took out his pocket watch from his pocket and took a look at it.

At 4:45 p.m., he had completed his tasks, and logically Elder should have come out long ago.

But he couldn't come when he waited left or right. Finally, Arthur got impatient with waiting. With a little strength in his back, he pushed his body up from the wall, patted the dust on his sleeves and prepared to leave.

But when he just reached the entrance of the alley, he saw Elder walking towards him with a red face.

Elder waved and said, "Arthur, how's the harvest?"

Arthur leaned on the lamppost on the side of the road: "Nothing, I just had a brief chat with my future boss and kindly reminded him that I am not the only senior police officer at Scotland Yard, but even our chief Luo Director Wan was also personally selected by Sir Peel.

I believe that with the wisdom of His Excellency the Viscount, he should be able to clearly realize that unless he intends to completely demolish Scotland Yard and rebuild it, it is impossible to completely remove Sir Peel's imprint from Scotland Yard.

As long as Viscount Melbourne can remain neutral in the factional struggle within the Metropolitan Police, then I will have time to slowly fight with Director Rowan. "

Elder took his pipe from his pocket and asked: "What about George Norton's appointment as Justice of the Peace at Westminster?"

"That?" Arthur took out the matchbox and threw it over: "That thing is not very optimistic. Viscount Melbourne seems determined to do this. Although I don't understand how finding a decent job for Mr. Norton will be beneficial to him. What's the use? He doesn't admit that it's out of love, so maybe it's out of friendship? Or is there something hidden behind it that we don't know about? "

Elder took a puff of his pipe and puffed out the smoke: "Then doesn't it mean you didn't ask anything? You just became familiar with Viscount Melbourne?"

Arthur shook his head and said: "Of course, don't you know the social habits of the British very well? He still doesn't trust me, so he doesn't want to say many things to me clearly. And the worst thing is, after I finished playing, I was with him Have a private conversation on the second floor.

If there were ladies present, maybe I could get some useful information out of him. After all, you know that as long as a lady is present, gentlemen will quickly turn to high-end topics such as history, politics, and philosophy, even if they were talking about some shameful and obscene topics just a second ago. "

Elder laughed when he heard this and said, "What you said seems to be true. As long as it is a social occasion with ladies present, a fart from those old hooligans can lead to an economic crisis.

No matter whether you are educated or unlearned, you always have to say a few words about Shakespeare, Plato and Aristotle in front of the ladies. "

Arthur was fine at first, but when he heard this, he suddenly felt a little strange: "Are you talking about me again?"

Hearing this, Elder waved his hands indifferently and said: "No, no, no, Arthur, you are thinking too much. You are different from them. You always say this whether in front of women or men. However, you How are these weird theories developed?"

"How did you study it?" Arthur leaned against the lamppost and recalled with raised eyebrows: "I can't remember exactly how I came to this conclusion. But this was when I was chatting with Alyssa at the graduation prom. As you know, I came to the conclusion that I don’t know how to dance, and neither does Alyssa, so we talked all night at the dance.”

Elder smiled strangely when he heard this, and he put his hand on Arthur's shoulder: "Alyssa can't dance? How did you come to this conclusion? I bet you that Alyssa will definitely do it. Dance, and you should dance well.”

"How can you see it?"

Elder said mysteriously: "Think about it, although our school is very deviant and does not restrict women from attending, it is also relatively cautious and conservative when it comes to recruiting women. As an unmarried young lady, Alyssa Being able to come to school every day without missing a single lesson, what do you think this means?"

Arthur glanced at Elder, whose eighth wife's attributes were exploding, and lit his pipe again: "What does it mean?"

Elder covered his mouth with one hand: "It means that she is either rich or noble. She is either from a big businessman family or a noble family. The most important thing is that her family's tutor must be relatively loose and caring. Have you forgotten Temple? Did that idiot Professor Si suffer any retribution after he tried to attack her? That old bastard lost his life."

Although Arthur didn't know how Elder connected the two things together, he couldn't tell Elder: I was actually responsible for the Professor Dempsey case.

Arthur took the opportunity to change the question: "By the way, how was your harvest today?"

"I?"

Elder didn't say it directly, but held his pocket and shook it, only to hear a creaking sound, which was the sound of coins colliding.

"Okay." Arthur put out his cigarette: "Should you say it or not, even if you don't catch the rich lady, you should make more in this short time than you did in the Royal Navy."

"There's still a little time before evening, what should we do next? Why don't we call Alexander and let's find a theater to watch a play?"

"Hmm..." Arthur shook his head slightly: "Alexander is indeed invited, but not to go to the theater, but to find him a magazine willing to serialize "The Count of Monte Cristo"."

Elder asked, "But do you know anyone from the magazine?"

"I don't know him, but Mrs. Norton does."

Arthur took out a business card from his arms: "In return for ordering a gramophone for Mrs. Norton, she introduced me to the editor of the "Blackwood" literary magazine. Although Mrs. Norton is not a well-known writer in Britain for the time being, she is There are still a few connections in the literary circle.

At least she should be much more popular in literary circles than our parliamentary candidate Mr. Disraeli. With such a relationship, I believe that the Blackwood Magazine community is willing to receive us. "

Having said this, Arthur reached out and stopped the car.

As the wheels of the carriage turned, Arthur and Elder soon left King Street and disappeared in front of the Allmark Club.

But not long after the two left, a dusty black carriage with some mud splattered on the body slowly stopped in front of the Allmark Club.

The car door opened, and a tall middle-aged man walked out of the car neatly.

The simplified straight-line tuxedo, linen shirt, exquisite bow tie and black tight-fitting trousers tucked into leather boots, coupled with the meticulous hair and top hat, no matter who looks at it, will think that this must be a man who pays attention to details. The ultimate serious gentleman.

As soon as he stepped off the carriage, the guard of the Allmac Club hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Brougham, why are you here today?"

Brougham smoothed his wrinkled white gloves. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to go in: "I originally wanted to have a good rest after returning from York. But I didn't expect that I happened to meet a friend's son on the way. , he brought me some not-so-good news. So I think I have to come to the club to see Mrs. Cowper as soon as possible, or directly talk to Viscount Melbourne. Are they both here today? "

The guard smiled and replied: "You are lucky today, both of you are inside."

"That would be great." Brougham dusted off his trouser legs and was about to step in.

But before he could enter the door, he bumped into Viscount Melbourne and Mrs. Norton who were about to go home.

Viscount Melbourne saw this savior who was very likely to be promoted to the Royal Chancellor. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Brougham? Congratulations on your victory in York. I was just about to talk to you about something."

When Brougham heard this, he paused at first, but soon he smiled and nodded slightly: "If you are willing to chat with me, of course I will accompany you at any time, but I don't know in what name you plan to talk to me?"

Melbourne naturally understood the subtext of the other party. He first asked the servant to stop the car for Mrs. Norton, and then said to Brougham: "I hope it is in the name of a friend."

Brougham nodded slightly: "It just so happens that I also have a few things I want to talk to you about."

Melbourne smiled and joked: "In the name of a friend?"

Brougham shook his head slightly, he smiled and held Melbourne's hand: "You guessed wrong, Your Excellency. I hope to talk to you in the name of the founder of the University of London and the chairman of the school board."