[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

"Why are you doing this?" Lydia asked, "You have family members or friends who are terminally ill and want to steal it back?"

Heathcliff looked at Lydia like a poisonous snake spit out a snake letter.

He shut his mouth tightly and didn't say a word.

Lydia snorted and walked around him.

"Fine coats, shirts with deep pleats and lace pleats," Lydia counted, "collars with silver buttons, good tanned cowhide boots." The aesthetic level of pretentiousness is not worth his stealing in exchange for money.

She circled the guy again, "Why are you doing this?"

"Money, Quan?" Lydia shook her head, "You can ask where it comes from, and ask me for that one."

Why would he give up the more direct and effective method and choose to steal?

Stealing is no fun at this point in time.

It was an embarrassing and disreputable thing for a reasonably respectable gentleman to be tried by the magistrate.Once the magistrate takes over the responsibility of this type of case, he will never let it go lightly in order to avoid suspicion.Not to mention that the police officer in the village has just taken office recently, and he will never miss this rare achievement.

"It must be that he wanted to marry Anne," Madam Catherine answered, "so he kept it a secret and refused to relax, fearing that the guy he tried so hard to protect would show his feet!"

She said bitterly, "Do you think I haven't seen your pocket watch? The miniature portrait inside, I thought it was your mother, but it seems to be your lover?"

Mrs. Catherine hated this wolf-hearted guy very much now. He actually wanted to exchange his daughter's life for his lover's life.

"I curse your lover, I curse her to hell," said Lady Catherine passionately. "My Anne, my Anne, she is so small and so fragile, and you stole her precious amulet. Why don't you die Woolen cloth?"

She pushed away the chair and stepped forward, seeing this guy turn his head slightly when she mentioned the word "lover", withdrew his hand, and slapped this guy hard.

That slap was loud and bright, and quickly made Lady Catherine's palm turn red.

Lydia glanced at the beaten Heathcliff, whose face was red and swollen, and his rather gentle appearance was also extremely embarrassing.

She doesn't care about this guy.

A maid was called to give Lady Catherine some medicine, and she took a veil soaked in ice water and applied it to her hands.

Lydia turned around and looked at Heathcliff, "Aren't you apologizing?"

Heathcliff squeezed out an inaudible "sorry" through his teeth.

Lydia continued kindly, "I'm afraid no one here wants your apology."

Lydia felt bad.

She simply squatted near him, "What are you asking for? Just tell me."

She lowered her voice, "The answers you wanted, the treasures you longed for, the things you stole but didn't get...all flowed out of my hands."

Lydia made up the rhetoric casually, but Heathcliff seemed to believe it.

He laughed lowly, whispering some unknown nonsense.

Then he hoarsely said, "What do you want to know? If I tell you, would you be willing to give me a copy of the treasure of resurrecting the dead?"

Resurrect the dead?

Lydia felt as if she was caught in a cloud of suspicion.

"Your lover is actually a dead person?" Lydia said in disbelief, "You want to revive her through this?"

This was the first time she had heard of stealing a medicine kit to revive others. After all, this amulet was rumored to be a "strange, homemade medicine kit".

"I actually started paying attention to Rosings Manor very early on," said Heathcliff, "I know that there is a young lady who is sick and weak all the year round and almost sleeps with death."

Although he received Lady Catherine's stare, he continued to speak unhurriedly.

"This young lady is so weak that no one has come to ask for marriage all year round. The strange thing is that her illness suddenly recovered two years ago."

Heathcliff tugged at his cuffs with difficulty, trying to look more formal while speaking, but everyone present didn't care about his appearance.

Darcy didn't speak, and supported Lady Catherine to the side.

"I wondered if this young lady came back from the dead. So two years later, I came to visit," Heathcliff said, "Her hands are cold and hard as stone, and her character is not as weak and deceitful as it was a few years ago. , On the contrary, the tenacity is incomparable. It seems to be a different person, or to listen to the teachings of God."

"So I moved my mind and wanted to replace the ornament she never left, so as to revive my Cathy."

"You just stole this thing?" Lydia couldn't believe it, she couldn't imagine such a fool.

"What if something like this doesn't recall your Miss Cathy, but gets you charged?" Darcy asked. "Wouldn't you feel guilty if it killed Miss DeBoer?" ?”

Heathcliff shook his head fairly confidently, "It must be because she didn't have enough luck to meet me."

He was not without guilt on his face, but this guilt seemed to be unable to cover his own logic—he seemed to really feel that it was God's privilege to pry into other people's secrets.

Lydia shook her head, "I can't bring people back to life, but..."

"But it's okay to ask your questions and revise your sad story a little?"

Another weak female voice said.

Lydia turned her head in surprise, and hurriedly picked up Anne who was walking towards the wall while supporting her.

She looks much better.

Wearing a thin nightdress, but not as weak as lying on the bed before, she looks a lot more complex.

Lydia quickly took off her shawl and covered her body, then took her hand and sat down on the sofa.

"Annie!" Madam Catherine held her hand excitedly and anxiously, "Why don't you lie down for a while? I don't think you are in a hurry to do anything. The doctor told me that it would be good for you to rest for a while."

"I'm not a child anymore, Mom, and I think as an adult, I have some discretion in this matter," Anne replied.

Gently shaking her mother's hand, she turned to Heathcliff.

"Mr. Heathcliff, I know why my mother favors you, but since you belong to yourself, why should you propose to me sincerely?" Anne asked.

Lydia looked at her little friend, and saw that she seemed to have exerted one percent of her ability to deal with the queen, and she got angry at Heathcliff, "Since your love is so sincere, can it be that your love for her is not as good as a marriage in this world?" ?"

Of course Annie had reason to get angry. Since this gentleman didn't come purely for herself, her original idea was to cheat the marriage. Although she didn't have any idea of ​​marrying him, Anne still felt that her dignity was being teased.

"It was she who broke her promise first," said Heathcliff. "I have never been sorry to her."

Then he told about a poor boy who met a young lady Jiao, and they grew up playing in mud together, but the girl who used to run in the fields with long hair was fascinated by the vanity of the world.

She announces that she is going to marry a man she does not love simply because this man is rich enough to support her for the rest of her life.

Then Heathcliff was abandoned.At the same time, he was abused by the girl's brother.

A few years later, when he returned home, he started a revenge plan.

Hearing this, Lydia couldn't help interjecting.

"You think she broke your promise, because she yearns for a rich life more than a wandering in the fields, don't you?"

Heathcliff nodded in confusion.

He returned from the stables to find the little girl transformed into a lady of grace and charm.She was still willing to hug him, but she cared if the dirt on his body would stain her skirt.

"Then since you have the ability to give her a prosperous life, why do you want her to accompany you through hardships?" Lydia asked puzzled.

She changed the subject, "Do you know me? I'm Lydia Bennett. Many people should know me?"

Indeed, many people know Lydia. As the first explorer recognized by the Queen, she is not lacking in criticism.

"You see, I was called a 'wild girl' not once or twice, and I still dress appropriately and show up here," Lydia shrugged, "I don't think my fiancé would mind me appearing in major expeditions The place. Is that so, Darcy?"

She looked sideways at Darcy, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Anne secretly smiling.

Darcy hummed twice vaguely, and Lady Catherine next to her sighed as expected.

"Well, no matter what he says, you two are very strange," Lydia said, "I don't agree with your revenge. If you like me, you and the Miss Cathy you mentioned have really reached an agreement." Have you lost your love? You can't give her the life she wants, where is she wrong? "

Lydia could only hear two emotions from Heathcliff's words, one was joy and admiration for the little girl who lit up his life, and the other was strong hatred for being betrayed.

"Since you can't afford it, let it go," Lydia said sharply, "Your disgusting behavior is disgusting. On the one hand, I feel that she betrayed your love, and on the other hand, I hate the one who took her away." Gentleman. I don't know the specific situation, I think they may not treat you well, since you can return home after escaping from there, why didn't you make an agreement in advance and ask her to wait for you?"

"It's vicious to be uncommitted in love, but to resent someone after the lover is gone," Annie added.

"He is also very vicious to you," Lydia held Annie's arm. "This kind of guy really should go to the prison in Prince Town for a couple of rounds."

Looking at Heathcliff who was stunned on the ground, Lydia didn't bother to waste any more words.

Her attention was shifted to the gentleman who entered the door.

"He is..." she asked hesitantly.

This bearded gentleman seemed extremely serious, and he walked naturally and neatly. He probably came from the army.

But he stomped the moisture on the cloth at the door, took off his coat, and hung it on the hanger with a casual gesture.

He lightly handed the round cap to the servant standing beside him, nodded towards Lady Catherine and Lydia's female relatives, and stretched out his hand to Darcy.

"You are the nephew that Mrs. Catherine often mentioned to me. I have known you for a long time. As soon as I heard that Miss De Boer's accident was artificial, I hurried over in a carriage. The village is not far from here," the gentleman asked kindly , "Is this the suspect?"

He pointed to Heathcliff who was bundled up on the ground.

"The new local sheriff," Madam Catherine explained to her in a low voice, "His Excellency John Watson."

The author has something to say: Anne: Are they getting married? !Can I be a bridesmaid? !

Darcy: ... so direct.

Lady Catherine: ? !I knew it!The two of them!

Lydia: .I didn't expect that everyone didn't exercise much, so I caught one.

#The topic is completely deviated from the Lydia#

popular science

1. The novel of Wuthering Heights describes that Heathcliff, a gypsy foundling, is adopted by the old owner of the villa, but because of humiliation and failure in love, he goes out to get rich.After returning, the story of revenge against the landowner Linton and his children who married his girlfriend Catherine.The whole novel is filled with a strong spirit of fighting against oppression and striving for happiness, and is always shrouded in a bizarre and tense romantic atmosphere. ——From Baidu Encyclopedia

This story is quite critical, but assuming it happened around me without considering a specific era, it is bound by moral ethics orz

If you are interested, you can read it. It is a heavy novel, but the content can be called an epic masterpiece. It is worthy of being a masterpiece.jpg

2. The so-called magistrates in the Victorian period basically had no legal training and were served by local squires, priests or other prestigious people.The sheriff can convict a prisoner and send him to a local jail for weeks or months, or to work, such as building a road.

The prison in Prince Town was mentioned in "Sherlock Holmes", but the prison in reality is not the same as in the original work, it is estimated that it was written on the ground

Watson here is the "Original Fuhua", who privately set up Watson to inherit property after retiring, became a sheriff nearby, and also a part-time doctor, with a high prestige.