[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

Mr. Bingley knew a Mr. Holmes whose youngest son was a detective in London.

After the ball, on the way back, Mary kept repeating this sentence in her mind-a young Sherlock Holmes, in London, was still a detective.

God, Mary doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world, and there can be No.2 Sherlock Holmes detective?

The dream she had been longing for came true, and Mary felt that she might be dreaming.

This illusory sense of happiness lasted until home, and Mary was not troubled when Mrs. Bennet began to complain about the accident of the night.

As soon as she saw Mr. Bennet, Mrs. Bennet finally had something to say.First she complained that the thief came at an untimely time, and then she thought Mr. Darcy was really rude and annoying.In the end, she even began to reprimand Mary: "I acted without waiting for the master's permission. I read a lot of books on weekdays, and I even forgot the etiquette!"

Mary was silent because she didn't bother to explain her motives to Mrs. Bennet.

But Elizabeth couldn't help but argue for Mary: "Mary was a great help. She was very careful, observed the clues left behind, and deduced on the spot that a thief had broken into Netherfield Manor."

"Oh?"

Of course, Mr. Bennet had no interest in Mrs. Bennet's thoughts. He was about to lose his patience. When he heard what Elizabeth said, he immediately put down the book in his hand.

"I never noticed that Mary has such powers of observation?" asked Mr. Bennet.

Life in the country is peaceful and monotonous. Let alone stealing in Longbourn, even someone's horse hitting someone's cow can be a big event worth talking about for three days, so Mary has never been involved in daily life. Mouth, and rarely speak.

Hearing Mr. Bennet's curiosity, Mary responded unhurriedly to Mr. Bingley: "I'm just reading a few detective novels, and you brought them back from London, Dad, and made inferences in the way detectives do. .”

Besides, such a straightforward country modus operandi does not really require Mary to show off at all.It's just that she has a strong curiosity and is not afraid of any so-called ghosts, so she reacts the fastest.

"It seems that there is still some value in the statement that there is a golden house in the book," Mr. Bennet commented, "Isn't this a show? Catherine and Lydia are not as well dressed as Mary It would be useful to read a few detective novels."

"Dad!" Lydia clenched her fists angrily.

"I think detective novels are not as real as being young and beautiful." Mary smiled, "Mr. Bingley was worried that I would sit on the bench, so he danced with me, but during the conversation, Jane was on the left and Jane was on the right. I only hated that I was not Jane. Well, Mr Bingley can't be around her all the time at the ball."

The sudden ridicule made the eldest sister Jane Bennet blush: "Mary!"

Jane's personality is gentle and introverted, which is obviously a great thing, and it also involves her own marital future, but she refuses to let Mary mention it publicly.On the contrary, before going to bed, when Mary had the cheek to join the two sisters' bedside whispering circle on the grounds of Lydia's quarrel, she also showed her admiration for Mr. Bingley.

In the original book, Jane and Mr. Bingley's emotional progress can be regarded as twists and turns.Mary is impatient, so she can't see misunderstandings. In her opinion, since the two young people are in love and like each other, they should be together immediately.

More importantly... Now Mary is sure that there is Sherlock Holmes in London in this world!

God, this feeling of a male god beside her but temporarily out of reach is so uncomfortable, Mary wished she could pack her bags and run away from home, heading straight to London.

But this is unrealistic. The realistic way is to match Mr. Bingley and Jane as soon as possible.

Especially seeing that Jane made no secret of her admiration and admiration for Mr. Bingley, Mary felt that her goal was near.She said: "Mr. Bingley was attracted by your beauty the first time he saw you, Jane. He is good-looking and considerate, and you are really a natural match."

"Don't say that," Jane hastily denied, "Mr. Bingley is such a good man, there are countless ladies who admire him."

The restrained Jane would not take the initiative to attack, and that's right, girls in this era should be reserved and polite, and wait until a gentleman proposes.

But Mary doesn't mind, she can be a little helper ahead of him, and help Jane and Mr. Bingley avoid twists and turns.

"I also like Mr. Bingley," so Mary made no secret of her admiration for Mr. Bingley. "He even praised me for my knowledge. Such a good man, I can't miss it. I must have such a brother-in-law!"

Elizabeth laughed when she heard the words: "Mr. Bingley likes Jane, what does it have to do with you?"

"Jane is with Mr. Bingley," joked Mary, "and I have had the chance to meet the...of..."

"Banker?" Elizabeth asked.

"I do think," said Mary, with bright eyes, "that Mr. Bingley's suggestion that he knows a detective in London sounds very interesting."

Detective is okay!

Elizabeth couldn't laugh or cry: "I retract my preface, Mary, why don't you think about Byron."

Sherlock Holmes is much more reliable than Byron, okay... No, no, she just needs to see Mr. Detective, she doesn't dare to think about the situation further.

Mary, who entered the little fan girl mode, felt that those unreasonable thoughts were tarnishing the detective, and she hurriedly threw away her messy thoughts.

No wonder Elizabeth would say that.In the Victorian period, the detective who helped the police solve the case was indeed not as worthy of contact as the prodigal son with the title of nobility for an unmarried country gentleman's daughter.Elizabeth didn't come from time travel. Her vision and understanding were limited by the times, education and social productivity. Mary didn't blame her.

And her second sister is prejudice, but she is a bold girl with clear love and hatred.Mary felt that if she had gotten to know Mr. Holmes better, she would never have said these things.

So Mary didn't refute directly, but passed the topic with a smile: "I believe that Mr. Bingley's character and his friends must all have noble qualities."

"It's a pity that Mr. Bingley's friend is not as pleasant as he is." Elizabeth said indifferently.

It is naturally our hero, Mr. Darcy.

Well, Mr. Darcy did not behave very well at the ball, and did not dance with any lady, which is enough to be called an excessive word in society.Even the smart and beautiful Elizabeth is no exception.

He is handsome and has a prominent family background, so he is really qualified to be arrogant and rude to a bunch of country people, but it can't stop everyone who has been despised from having a bad impression of him, can't they?Mary doesn't mind, but it doesn't mean Elizabeth, who has a strong self-esteem, doesn't mind.

Knowing that Elizabeth has a firm personality and is not easy to be influenced by others, Mary still persuaded patiently: "After Mr. Darcy learned that a thief had entered, he also took the initiative to go to the garden to investigate the situation and fulfilled his duty of protection. It is enough to show that although he is a man Arrogant, but a man of integrity."

Elizabeth snorted: "You, you just read too many Byron's poems, and you always give in to those who seem to be 'excellent'. There are not so many geniuses like Byron in the world, my good sister. You said that you wanted to investigate the situation in the garden, and when he heard about it, he looked at you fooling around, which shows that Mr. Darcy didn't take us seriously at all."

... It is very difficult to correct one's colored glasses.

Mary was not in a hurry, so she could only stroke along the hair: "Okay, Elizabeth said yes, but he is arrogant, so we can't be as knowledgeable as him."

Jane echoed: "I believe that Mr. Darcy will always have merits worthy of praise. At least he helped Mr. Bingley. Listen to what you said, the thief who sneaked into the manor should be caught soon."

Isn't it easy to search for a hidden thief in the manor?Might as well catch it now, Mary thought.

And her guess was right.

At noon the next day, a carriage from Netherfield stopped in front of the Bennet mansion in Longburn, and Mr. Bingley himself came to visit.

The polite gentleman took off his hat after seeing Mary, and fulfilled his promise very seriously: "Miss Mary, I'm here to inform you that we have caught the thief who stole things."