[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

Cynthia's kidnapping could not be hidden from other people in the school, but it could not be hidden from her roommates.After disappearing for so long without saying hello, they worriedly reported to the principal of the school.

The teachers searched the school first, but found nothing.After a long time, the students have opinions and hope to call the police to deal with it.

It was only after going to Scotland Yard that Cynthia was kidnapped and rescued.As soon as the news came back to the school, everyone exploded, and they were taken away from the dormitory after a good night. How can other students live in peace of mind with this kind of security?

Detectives reassured them that the same thing would not happen again, and that school-wide searches would intensify.At this time, Cynthia had already returned to her residence in London. Her family received the news yesterday that she would come to London from Downton today.

As a sick patient, Cynthia seldom had breakfast in bed. She didn't notice it before going to bed yesterday. She woke up this morning with pain all over her body, her wrists were so weak that she was struggling to hold a spoon.

The scar on her neck made it even harder for her to swallow, and Cynthia struggled to eat her breakfast.After the maid took the plate down, she reached out and touched her neck, which was already red and swollen, and the collar of her pajamas could not cover it.

When Cynthia was hesitating to lie down for a while, she got up and sorted out that terrible notebook.The maid knocked on the door and brought in two posts, one from the gentlemen of 221b Baker Street and one from her aunt, Mrs Rosemond.

After reading it, Cynthia put the two greeting cards on the bedside, "stagger the meeting time."

"Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson are already waiting in the drawing-room."

So sending a post or something is just an announcement.

Sure enough, the good days of lying in bed all day do not exist. Cynthia took a silk scarf to cover her neck before going downstairs to the reception room.

The moment she opened the door, Sherlock looked at her.Cynthia stood at the door and was stunned for a moment. She recalled yesterday when she lost consciousness and cried while hugging someone. God, what did she do?

A moment later, when Watson was hesitating whether to leave space for these two people.

Cynthia looked away, and sat calmly on the single sofa next to her: "Any news about Moriarty?"

It was not Moriarty who could be caught so easily. Cynthia just didn't know why they came to the door so quickly besides this.

Sherlock took out the brooch from his coat pocket. If Cynthia read it correctly, she did not bring this brooch to London.It should be on the dressing table in the Downton Abbey room, Moriarty said they had been to Downton.

Cynthia paled again, and she took the brooch and threw it aside.I'm afraid he won't use it again in this life, and it makes me sick to think about it.

Watson didn't go to the theater yesterday. Sherlock let him go to Cynthia's school from the beginning, but it was still a step late.

Watson glanced at the two of them and asked suspiciously, "So what is his goal?"

Sherlock turned his head and glanced at him, and suddenly felt that his assistant was a bit stupid.Unexpectedly, at this time, Watson still hadn't figured out the problem.

"Sherlock Holmes. Moriarty's target has always been him, but I don't know why he kidnapped me. If you catch him, you can ask him for me."

After Cynthia finished speaking, she picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip, she only touched her lips and didn't drink it down.

Watson, who had never faced Moriarty head-on, already knew a part of him from various sources.Obviously, no matter who it is, they think he is a lunatic, kidnapping and releasing people at will, as if doing things only out of interest.

But Watson felt that he vaguely knew what Moriarty meant, and he felt that Cynthia had a certain influence on Holmes.He was testing to see how far Cynthia could influence, would Holmes lose his mind?If so, he would feel that this person is not worthy to be called his old enemy.

Obviously, Cynthia hadn't realized this yet, and even Watson wasn't sure whether Cynthia was interested in his friend, and Watson couldn't directly expose it.

"Anyway, thank you for saving me, Mr. Holmes, once more."

Cynthia raised her teacup to clink Sherlock's, and only after bringing it back did she remember that clinking glasses is not fun in this age, let alone teacups.

Sherlock didn't have any scruples, and the places he went were mixed with fish and dragons.It is common for those people to raise their glasses to celebrate when they are happy and have done nothing.

"It's not just you this time, he also alarmed the royal family. Moriarty will be found out sooner or later, it's only a matter of time."

The problem is that this time can be delayed for decades, not to mention that with Moriarty's influence in Europe, it is too easy to escape.Sherlock knew that he would only show up if he wanted to, and he should have prepared in advance.

Passivity is not in Holmes' character.

Considering Cynthia's body, the two of them left after finishing their conversation.

Cynthia didn't want to run up and down again, so she simply waited for her aunt in the reception room, opened a book at random and looked down.

As the daughter of the previous earl, Aunt Rosemond also married a nobleman.However, her husband passed away early and had no children, so she was very happy guarding the family property.

In this day and age, apart from not having a husband, being able to live like this is also considered happiness.It may be that her life has been too smooth, her character is not as elegant and gentle as Cora, nor as smart and proud as her mother, the old lady, but rather lively and snobbish.

Aunt Rosemond didn't keep Cynthia waiting too long. She had a hot temper and couldn't sit still after hearing the news.She didn't have any children at her age, and she didn't even think about remarrying, so she regarded Mary's nieces as her own daughters.

Rosemond was wearing a lace-trimmed white silk shirt, a black narrow skirt underneath, and a high-waisted long coat.The whole outfit is very low-key, except for the exaggerated feather decoration on the hat.

Before the servant closed the door of the reception room, Rosemond walked up to Cynthia and asked with concern, "Is the wound serious?"

Cynthia put down the book and tucked her wrists back into her sleeves without any trace.

"Auntie, I'm fine. They didn't hurt me."

Rosemond thought of the rumors in London in the past few days, saying that the prisoner had the audacity to offend the royal family, and there were also rumors that the other party had kidnapped a nobleman and threatened to ask for money.Fortunately, the fact that the kidnapped person was Cynthia did not spread, otherwise Cynthia's marriage might be rough in the future.

"That's why I said a long time ago, what are you doing reading this book! Wouldn't it be good to be educated by tutors in Downton? I and your sisters didn't all come here like this."

Rosemond said those words with some complaints. She was worried about her niece's comfort, but she was used to speaking bluntly and didn't want to be euphemistic.

Cynthia said unhurriedly: "We all live in the school together. This kind of thing is rare. The criminals don't care about the location when they want to attack. This time I just happened to meet it because of my bad luck."

She finally persuaded her family to go to school, and she dropped out of school in less than a year, let alone because of this reason.

Rosemond's shoulders were shrugged, and she had encountered few setbacks in her life.It was these nieces who didn't listen to persuasion that made her realize the troubles brought by her children.

"Then I live in London for a long time. Why don't you live with me as soon as you get injured? It's deserted here. Can those people take good care of you?"

But goodbye, Cynthia came here directly because she thought that her aunt would be so surprised.

"I'm just afraid that my aunt will be too worried, and I won't be able to sleep well for a few days. Besides, my mother and father will definitely come to London after receiving the news. If it doesn't work, I will live there."

Cora would not be happy if she lived with her aunt, it was a layer away after all.

Aunt Rosemond, who was calling just before lunch, stayed to have lunch, of course.My aunt was used to this. She would write to Downton saying that she missed the game and vegetables at home when she had nothing to do. Of course, Robert would not refuse the letter from his sister. These things were sent to London season by season.

In fact, Aunt Rosemond didn't like those characteristics of Downton, she just liked free money.She doesn't lack these things. Sometimes Cora just wonders how a person who grew up rich and rich has developed such a personality.

After lunch, Aunt Rosemond stayed a while longer before leaving.Cynthia sent her aunt away with a smile. She had a neck injury and shouldn't talk too much, but after staying with her for so long, it was impossible not to speak.

She slowed down for a while, feeling that she didn't want to talk for the next few days.She told the maid that there would be no visitors coming, and that Cora would let her know when they came in the evening.

Cynthia hid for a moment of leisure, pulled the quilt to cover all troubles, and fell into a deep sleep until dusk.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Cora sitting beside the bed.Her eyes were red, and it looked like she had just cried, and Cynthia suddenly forgot what she had just said that she didn't want to speak.

"Mom, what's the matter? Didn't they tell you? I'm really fine, I'm just tired and take a rest. "

Cora wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, held Cynthia's hand, and choked up her mouth.Now she is not the noble countess, but a mother who is worried about her daughter.

The moment she received the news, if it wasn't for Cora's tenacity, she might have fainted at the first moment.But she didn't, she calmly informed her husband, asked the servant to pack up and catch the train to London.Until the moment she saw Cynthia, Cora couldn't hold back her tears.

Cynthia had been away from her longer than the other daughters, and it happened to her in London.Speaking of it, it was her fault as a mother. Cynthia was only 16 years old, and she was allowed to go to school in London alone.

Cynthia was busy and comforted Cora, and finally persuaded the rare stubborn mother.

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