[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

After a happy weekend, the students returned to the classroom.Probably because of Monday, many students had decadence written on their faces.

Joanna pushed a note in front of Cynthia while the teacher was not paying attention, which read: Who sent you back at the door last time?

Seeing that Cynthia didn't look down at the note, Joanna bumped her arm.

Cynthia reluctantly picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, [No one, he just sent me back out of politeness. ]

Being interrupted, Cynthia couldn't immerse herself in the class for a while.

After the weekend was over, Mr. Spencer suddenly offered to have Holmes take her back.Mr. Holmes probably didn't expect him to say this, and the indifferent expression on his face changed. He is not in the habit of sending girls home.

Cynthia glanced at his face, and she had no intention of letting Mr. Holmes take her home, and she knew how this journey would go after thinking about it.

She refused gently: "I won't bother you, I can do it by myself."

Jack, who stood aside, respected what she meant, and only said that he would go back after watching her get into the carriage.

But Sherlock changed his mind when the carriage stopped, "I'd better take you back to school. If something happens to you on the way, I won't be able to explain to your father."

He stretched out a hand and asked Cynthia to help him into the carriage.

Cynthia was wondering when he would have to confess to Robert. Is the relationship between the two so good?

After thinking about it, she stepped on the pedal of the carriage, completely ignoring Sherlock's hand.

Spencer, who was standing in front of the office, couldn't help laughing. Holmes must have been completely ignored.It's just being ignored. I didn't expect the mighty Sherlock Holmes to have such a day.

Jack knew the identity of Holmes, and he was not worried that he would have evil intentions.He stood sideways, with one hand in his pocket, and the other waved at the window of the carriage.

"If you have something to ask me, I still go to that street. When I'm not at home, I draw in Hyder Park."

Cynthia knew that Jack could draw, but it was a pity that she didn't see it today.He should be good at drawing, after all, Ruth's taste is definitely not bad.

She smiled and said, "Then I hope to appreciate your work next time. And thank you for taking me to the circus today. Goodbye, Jack."

After watching them finish their conversation, Holmes, who was sitting opposite her, waved to the coachman to leave.

There was silence in the carriage for a few minutes, Cynthia was thinking about today, and Jack.What happened later prevented her from talking to Jack about other things, but Cynthia didn't know how to speak.

Sherlock said firmly: "It seems that Miss Crawley will go to that gentleman again in the future."

"Yes, we're friends. He's Jack Dawson, and I haven't had time to introduce him to you yet."

It's very free to get along with Jack, he doesn't care about those red tapes, and he doesn't look like a gentleman, even he can understand what you mean without you saying a lot.He will give you advice but does not force you to follow it. He may be the most 21st century person I have ever met.

After listening to her answer, Sherlock now looked at Cynthia as if he were looking at those ladies who were in the mud.Jack does have the capital to make the noble lady obsessed, and he can do it with his face.

Cynthia laughed. It seemed that Mr. Holmes had misunderstood.

"It's not what you think, I just think he's different from the people I've known before."

Sherlock nodded casually. He didn't really care whether Cynthia was really infatuated with that kid, but he should remind him.

"London is not as calm as it seems on the surface. If Miss Crawley goes out alone, she should still pay attention to safety."

If she was the only one involved in a big circus like today.Would the rest of the circus really listen to her, a little girl?Still too naive after all.

"I can protect myself, this sentence is definitely not just talking."

Cynthia learned boxing and Sanda in the 21st century, and also practiced fencing after arriving here.She never let up on these exercises, after all, at her age, it was necessary to experience World War I and World War II.

Germany did not enter London in World War I, but it would not be so lucky in World War II.

Speaking of war, Cynthia suddenly thought of a question.Logically speaking, all young and middle-aged people should be drafted into the army, especially the middle and upper classes.

Sherlock Holmes was not forced to enlist in the army when the original story took place, so Holmes has never been to the battlefield.

Now, Mr. Watson was injured, so he probably won't be on the battlefield again.Mr. Holmes seems to be in good health, so will he go to the battlefield?

Before she could finish thinking, Sherlock reminded, "Miss Crawley, your school is here."

Cynthia answered, and this time she saw Holmes' outstretched hand.

Sherlock looked at her and said, "Get out of the car and be careful."

Cynthia blinked, put her hand into his palm, and got out of the car with his strength.

It seemed that Mr. Holmes was really a kind person, and after she said that, he still took care of himself as a weak person.

After getting out of the car, Cynthia raised her head slightly and said, "Be careful on the road, Mr. Holmes. I hope that the next meeting will not be because of the case. Your life is really not peaceful."

Sherlock hooked the corners of his lips, life is interesting only when there are cases, isn't it?What's the point of a peaceful London.

"There are cases in life that are interesting."

Cynthia was silent for a moment, why did she feel that such Mr. Holmes was a bit bad.No, she must have misread it. Mr. Holmes is a good man, shouldn't he?

There are a lot of students returning to school on weekends, mainly because London is too lively during the social season.These girls were stuck in school for five days before they wanted to go somewhere else for the weekend to go to a prom, a flower show or something.

Joanna was one of those girls. As soon as she got off the carriage with her luggage, she saw a familiar person.Who is that standing in front of the carriage and talking to someone other than her roommate Cynthia!

Wait a minute, why does it seem like there is a man sitting in the carriage?Because of the side face, Joanna didn't recognize who it was, but could only see the general outline of the other person and the hat on his head.

Whoops, caught by her.This person can't be Cynthia's ambiguous suitor~ I've already sent them to school, it's hard enough to part with.

Joanna was still modest, and didn't ask Cynthia who that person was when there were many people.It was really not easy for her to endure until the next day of class, and of course she would not be satisfied with such an answer.

She drew a note and continued to write: Oh~ It seems that she doesn't want to tell me my name, and she wants to introduce you to me when I see you next time.By the way, there is a garden party in Hyder Park this weekend, shall we go together?Fischer and the others will also go.

Hyder Park?This is a familiar place.Cynthia underlined the name with a pen. If it was a group activity in the dormitory, she would definitely participate, and it might not be easy to leave the team by then.

Before the [-]th century, British land and gardens were all private, and all were in the hands of nobles.Local aristocrats usually stroll and party in suburban parks, and there are some amusement facilities inside, but ordinary people are still forbidden to enter.

With the development of society after the eighteenth century, more and more nobles opened their private parks and welcomed the public to participate in their celebrations.

In the nineteenth century, Britain began to promote industrialization and urbanization, and more proletarians were awakened among the people, and they were running for their own interests.In order to alleviate social conflicts, the park began to be publicized.

The British yearn for rural life, especially in today's London, which is extremely crowded and suffers from various urban diseases.

Haider Park is a park built with public land and does not belong to any noble.Haider Park is famous for its green spaces, flower gardens, and boulevards, so many tourists go there to relax.

The news that Haider Park will hold a grand garden party this weekend has spread among the students. Not only Joanna and the others, but other students also plan to go there.Or make an appointment with three or four friends, or invite your sweetheart for a romantic date.

This sense of excitement kept spreading in the classroom, and every class the teacher had to make great efforts to keep the students below him focused.In the end, the dean came forward to solve the problem. Jenny directly said that the class was not good, and she was not allowed to go out on weekends.

Now, like a quail, they suppressed their excited hearts.

As the weekend approached, several sensational cases occurred in London.The Times reported that three women disappeared in just a few days, and they have not been found yet. Their names were not written in the newspaper, but they only reminded them to pay attention to safety when traveling.

Cynthia frowned looking at the ambiguous report. Reporting such a thing would definitely cause panic among the people.Especially now that it is still in the social season, young women are more likely to go out, so this report should have little effect.

Just like Joanna, she didn't pay much attention to the clothes that she was concentrating on preparing for the trip in this case.

At this time, Baker Street ushered in a distinguished guest, one of the highest-ranking people in Britain, the Duke of Balmoral.

He sent Sherlock a letter yesterday, stating that he would come to visit this afternoon.

Watson, who helped get the letter back, didn't know what case the duke came to entrust suddenly. He always adhered to the principle of asking if he didn't understand.

"Sherlock, can you deduce the client's purpose before he comes?"

Sherlock with his eyes closed pointed to the newspaper on the table. Watson unfolded the newspaper with a "swipe". After reading all the reports, he still couldn't understand.

Sherlock clicked on the missing person notices in the newspaper, "Mr. Duke has a daughter who has just passed her coming-of-age ceremony at home."

"Could she be missing too? I didn't see her last name on the tracing notice."

"It's too much fanfare for a man like that to be published in the newspaper, so he came to me."

Watson was thoughtful, this is another new case.

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