[Pride and Prejudice] Dear Lydia

"Mr. Allen met with me three times before and after Woolwich, and I finally figured out his intentions." Mr. Wickham recalled, "It turned out that he wanted me to board the ship after arriving in the West Indies with the ship. Don’t come back once you’ve landed.”

"Don't come back after landing? What is he going to ask you to do?" Lydia frowned, and a feeling of deja vu came over her face!

"He asked me to find a way to create an accident that I was attacked by the locals. He was responsible for saying hello to my chief, and directly judged that I died in the line of duty because of this, and my body was lost." Mr. Wickham shivered as he said, probably It's because I don't feel good thinking about my dead body, "The news will come back in a few months, my dear, and then you will be a free little widow, and you can spend the filial piety with the one who is so fascinated by you." The lover is getting married in a fair manner! So..." He dragged out his voice, and looked at Lydia with an 'affectionate' look, "I'm here on a special trip to say goodbye to you this time!"

Lydia looked at Mr. Wickham's playful face and felt a little dizzy.

Give Mr. Wickham a sum of money, ask him to 'disappear' for a few years, and let her regain her free status-didn't this idea come up on my own?Who is so considerate, thoughtful and generous, just implement it for her!Be aggressive, at least discuss it with her first!

Looking impassively at Mr. Wickham, replied, "I have no lover!"

"Come on! My dear, I don't mean to come here to ask the teacher, so you can be frank." Mr. Wickham was dissatisfied, "It's this time, what else can I hide from me, to be honest, I am very serious about my own Surprised and proud that a wife has such charms to seduce that man to pay so much for you! Tell me, who is he?"

"Mr. Wickham, don't think everyone is as romantic as you. I am an honest person. I have been cautious in my words and deeds since I came back to my father's house. I can set an example for young ladies." Ya glared at him.

Mr. Wickham shrugged, evidently disbelieving. "My dear, you are too cautious to satisfy my curiosity. To be honest, I really wonder who paid you such a large sum of money, I guess After a long time, I have guessed all the possible people around you, but unfortunately there is no one like it."

Lydia lowered her head and pondered for a while, then asked slowly, "George, why...why didn't you guess it was Mr. Pete? There are only a few single men I have come into contact with recently, and he is the only one with such financial resources."

"Lord Peter?" Mr. Wickham waved his hands and laughed, "My dear, stop joking, that's impossible! He's young and handsome, with such a good background, and so much money that everyone is jealous, even the arrogant Mrs. Let his daughter admire him, he is fully qualified to marry a charming lady who is at least twice as beautiful as you and also has a lot of money as his wife. It would be good for you to have an underground relationship. Having said that, if such an outstanding person really pursues you, would you reject him?"

Lydia said bluntly, "At least twice as beautiful as me?!"

"Oh, dear, don't be angry. I definitely don't mean to belittle your appearance. You are also good-looking and have a funny temper. You can be regarded as beautiful and cute, but there is still a little distance from Qianjiao Baimei. We must always seek truth from facts."

Lydia gritted her teeth, "Thank you for your compliment and honesty, Mr. Wickham!"

Wickham smiled, "You're welcome." Taking a sip from the wine glass in front of him, he looked at Lydia with a playful look of grievance, "Are you really refusing to tell me who I am? Dear."

"Your ability of analysis and reasoning is so strong, you might as well guess it yourself, maybe you will guess the next one." Lydia satirized him with a straight face.

"Honey, are you angry? Do you think I don't have the highest opinion of your beauty? I'm sorry, I apologize, but you are actually one of the most beautiful beauties in my heart." Mr. Wickham is familiar with coaxing women.

Lydia ignored him and lowered her head to cut the black pudding on the plate.

Mr. Wickham went on talking to himself, "Of course not Lord Pitt, but who else do you know who is so rich? Well... if it was his father, I think it is very likely. "

Lydia almost choked out the black pudding she had just eaten, "Who are you talking about? Lord Chatham? My God! You have such a rich imagination!"

Mr. Wickham blinked, "You reacted so strongly? It seems that I may be right?"

"No, it's wrong!" Lydia resolutely denied.

"Impossible. I have been keeping in touch with my friend in Meryton. He told me that the Earl of Chatham has been living with his son in Netherfield for the past two months. People come and go, but you are only in contact with Miss Mallard in his light. You have been seen walking with him with Miss Mallard, you accompany the count, and Miss Mallard follows; I also heard that he paid a visit to Longbourn because of you! What a face!" The more Mr. Wickham said, he thought more and more, "By the way, that should be the case, isn't it obvious, I I didn't expect it!"

"What didn't you think of?" Lydia had a headache, and couldn't appreciate his whimsical analysis and reasoning.

Mr. Wickham thought that he had deduced the truth from all kinds of clues, "It's normal for a lonely old man to fall in love with a delicate and lively young woman like you, but if he doesn't show some sincerity, You will never be tempted by a man who is old enough to be a father, so Your Excellency the Earl came up with such a trick to get you back single, and then he proposes again. The title of Countess is a great temptation, I believe even if he is ten years old You will also fall into his arms."

Lydia squinted at him, "In your heart, I am such a frivolous and vain woman who either covets Mr. Peter's youth and beauty, or covets the honor and status of Your Excellency the Earl?"

Mr. Wickham smiled softly, "Lydia, I always think that we are the same kind of people in some respects, I am just using my own thinking to guess what you will do, so don't worry, I Adjectives such as frivolity and vanity will never be used."

He is so vicious and frank that there is nothing to worry about, but Lydia herself can ignore it. Earl Chatham has always been very good to her and cannot allow others to spoil his image, "If you know Earl Chatham I will definitely not think so, he is the most attractive man I have ever seen, he is more qualified to marry a charming beauty than his son, and he will not be easily tempted by an ordinary beautiful woman like me."

Mr. Wickham was a little disappointed, "Being more attractive to women than his young and handsome son? No way, it's unimaginable! This is really a pity. I was thinking that the earl is not young anymore. When I pass After you came back last ten years, maybe you just became a widow again, so I can justifiably take over the widowed countess and her property, although the Earl of Chatham already has an heir, but with his wealth I'm sure there's still a decent amount of alimony left for you, don't you think so, my dear."

Lydia didn't bother to pay attention to his words. She lowered her head and settled the unsatisfactory meal silently. She stood up and said to Mr. Wickham, "George, I still have to catch the stage carriage back, so I have to go now. Although I think you I came here mainly because of curiosity, but I still want to thank you for making the special trip to say goodbye to me. I’m really not sure who did this, but I’m sure I’ll find out soon,” he said, holding out his hand, showing A sincere smile, "Then, I wish you a pleasant leisure life with estates and property in the West Indies!"

Wickham also showed a big smile, almost laughing, and kissed the back of Lydia's hand graciously, "I also wish you a happy life in the future, my dear, although that person is not the Earl of Chatham, I am sorry , but the person who can do such a thing must be very rich and love you very much, so you will definitely live well in the future."

Although the two met briefly this time, they exchanged a lot of information. The two sides reached a consensus and were basically satisfied. After talking politely to each other for a while, they parted in a friendly atmosphere. Lydia went to catch the carriage at the post station. , Mr. Wickham went upstairs to pack his things for his return to Woolwich that day.

"Honey, I won't see you off. You should be careful along the way." Mr. Wickham said softly. If people who don't know the inside story hear it, they may think that this is a loving couple.

Lydia has long been accustomed to his demeanor, and nodded, "Okay, take care of yourself."

Lydia gathered her shawl and walked out. When she reached the door of the small inn, she passed by a female guest who walked in quickly. The female guest looked like a decent maid.Lydia felt that the maid looked familiar, so she stopped and turned her head to look at her. The maid hurried into the shop and asked the waiter to prepare two glasses of warm wine with water and send them to the carriage across the road.

Lydia didn't recognize which maid it was, and tilted her head, thinking that she probably just looked like someone she had seen before.

The inn was at the other end of Woolwich town. Lydia was afraid of missing the carriage, so she quickened her pace even though she was full of thoughts, and rushed to the inn through the only street in the town. When she was about to get there, she saw a A low-key and luxurious carriage stopped at the intersection. The carriage and the driver were the ones she had often seen recently - it was the Earl of Chatham's carriage.

When the coachman saw Lydia approaching, he jumped out of the driver's seat and greeted her, "Mrs. Wickham, hello, Your Excellency the Earl sent me to pick you up."

"How does Your Excellency know I'm here? Why did he send you to pick me up?" In view of what Mr. Wickham had just said about the Earl of Chatham, Lydia's feeling in the face of this sudden situation was really real. Very strange.

The coachman didn't know, so he rubbed his head, "I don't know about it, madam, I thought you had already agreed with the Earl!"

Facing the coachman's concealed curious gaze, Lydia didn't dare to ask any more questions, and helped the coachman get on the carriage, "Thank you, maybe Miss Mallard helped me tell Your Excellency the Earl, she really took the trouble."

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"Fiona, I didn't know you had the quirk of stalking people!"

On the opposite side of the street from the small inn where Lydia had just left, two carriages parked one behind the other. Satisfied and left, as soon as he turned around, he heard the man in the car speaking in a low voice, with suppressed anger in his tone, as if he was accusing the beautiful lady sitting with him, he couldn't help curling his lips, thinking that he was the son of a rich man again. The personal disputes between them are really boring!