little miss austin

"Since she didn't drive away Lucy, leave Lucy and the child behind. Otherwise, if you drive them away, what can she do as a servant with no other means of survival? She will probably become a prostitute."

Byron's problem is the unified problem of all nobles for thousands of years, that is, maids, village girls, and peasant women are not considered "women". In fact, in the homes of all nobles and land lords, the default maid is to All hostesses are open, sometimes including hostesses.

It is impossible for Alice to take care of the affairs of the Newstead Manor, nor is it possible to immediately reverse Byron's idea of ​​objectifying women like this, and can only discuss the facts as they stand.No matter how Newstead Manor can support this mother and child, whether the child is male or female, if Byron goes back to see the child in the future, he may be willing to send the child to receive education, which must be a good thing for the child.

The problem of illegitimate children has also existed since ancient times. Some are recognized by their biological fathers, and more illegitimate children do not know who their fathers are at all.Whether to admit an illegitimate child depends entirely on the financial ability of the biological father, and has nothing to do with the wishes of the legal wife. In fact, even now, if any master brings home an illegitimate child, most of the wives can only suffer in silence.

Byron wrote a new letter, saying that Lucy and the child should stay, that's all, without telling the housekeeper to take good care of Lucy or the child.

After finishing writing, he asked again: "Would you like to read it?"

"Don't read it." Alice held the book.

He folded the letter, took out the wax and seal, sealed the letter, and put it aside.

"Are you going to write a letter today?"

"I wrote it yesterday."

"Have you written to Oliver?"

She glanced up at him, "I won't tell you."

"He may have forgotten you." Byron stood up and walked around the living room. "Alice, do you know what flirting is?"

"I don't know, I haven't learned it."

"Shouldn't all women learn how to flirt?"

"No need, I haven't seen a better man than Oliver, Ivo or you outside, I'm not interested, I don't need it."

"Huh, is that so?" He sat down beside her suddenly and bumped her.

"Hey!" She patted his arm dissatisfied.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll rub it for you." He said flatteringly, "You are so delicate, so you can be considered a girl."

"Do you think 'girls' are thin, delicate, and faint at every turn?"

"That's not true. First of all, you have to be pretty."

Alice thought for a while, "Well, this is your usual aesthetic. Is Lucy beautiful?"

"Very beautiful, not quite like a farmer's daughter."

"She is the golden rooster in the grass nest, what a pity."

"what?"

"Forget it, there's nothing to say."

"What are you trying to say? You don't like Lucy?"

"What you said is so funny, I haven't seen her before, how can I talk about 'like'?"

"Then you...do you like me?"

"I like it. Why do you ask?"

"Has Ivo read you love poems?" His thoughts suddenly split.

"He read me Shakespeare's sonnets."

"It's boring! I thought he'd read you his poems."

Alice was surprised, "Can Ivo write poetry?"

"Of course it will."

"He didn't tell me. Who else?"

"Go and see Hobhouse."

"Yes, he has been very close to Hobhouse recently, why?"

"I told him he could run for parliament."

"Member? He has a naive temperament, and politics may not be suitable for him."

"Then what do you think suits him?"

"Being a wealthy and idle person is very suitable for him. Go out for sightseeing and write travel notes when you have nothing to do. It is leisurely and elegant."

"What is Oliver suitable for?"

"He? He is suitable to be a baron, not an officer. However, I am eager to see him in military uniform sooner. He must look good in a red uniform, and Henry is very handsome in a red uniform." She imagined that Oliver in the red uniform would be as handsome as Henry. He was already a very handsome man, and military training would definitely exercise his physique. She expected some changes in him, but he hadn't really been through the fire of war. The baptism, the change should not be great.

Byron laughed. "You girls always like guys in uniform."

"So what? Brother Henry was really handsome in the red uniform. He was popular in those years. He went to the ball and everyone looked at him more. Every girl wanted him to ask her to dance." .”

He asked, "Do you like dancing? Maybe we should have a dance."

"It's okay, it's more fun to dance with a cute partner."

"I can dance with you."

"you?"

Byron didn't like dancing because his right foot turned inward. The special shoes only allowed him to walk close to normal. If he danced, he was too tired, and it was easy to cause pain in his feet and legs.

"I could dance with you a dance, or two."

"Well, we ought to have a ball, too. Go tell Hobhouse, they have a bigger ballroom over there. Ask him how much he wants."

"You don't have to worry about money. Oliver?"

"What? Why did you mention him again?"

"Do you love him?"

"Love? You're weird today, asking too many questions."

"Because you are always like this, you are not very interested in anything, unlike when you were a child. You used to be very easy to be interested in anything."

"That's because there were a lot of things that I didn't know when I was a child, so it was easy to be happy when there was something new to play with. Now—you know that when people grow up, it is less and less easy to be interested in and excited about things. And you? Did you love Mary Chaworth before, do you still love her? Or are you in love with someone else? Like, poor little Edelston."

"Loved, I guess." He laid his head on her shoulder. "I'm so sorry that Mary rejected me, and I don't even want to go back to Harrow. I thought of running off to Scotland with her, alas! John, John is very happy." Lovely, I love him, loved him, but he's home and I'll probably never see him again. You know what people say about people like us, we're 'abnormal', 'unnatural' Yes, against the Bible."

"Your love came too fast and too much."

"Your love is too little, and you will lose a lot of fun in life. Think about it, you definitely don't want to live to be 80 years old, and you are still a virgin, right? Women who have never experienced sex are pitiful, you don't understand If you have had the pleasure of having sex, you will never know that there are such pleasant things in the world. Alice, I know you are still a virgin. You are 19 years old. It is very strange that a girl as beautiful as you is still a virgin. Incredible."

He gently blew into her ear, and whispered softly and seductively: "You have to know the sex between men and women, so that you can understand life and the world better, and then you can write better characters. What is your novel?" All right, it's just terrible at this point. You haven't loved anyone, or even made love to anyone, and your experience of life is incomplete—"

Shock!

Alice was stunned, and quickly pushed him away, "Are you seducing me?"

"No, if I really seduce you, it's time for me to lift your skirt or unbutton your corset."

She glared at him. "You bastard! Sidney, get me my whip!"

"Are you going to whip me?"

"Smash you to death!"

"Okay, I can let you smoke, but after the smoke, you have to let me go to your room."

Alice gave him a white look, "Get out!"

In the middle of the night, while swimming, Ivo was shocked to see Byron kissing Alice.

At that moment, he didn't know what mood he was in, his heart was sore and painful, and his body was cold and hot.

One is his cousin who he played with since childhood, and the other is his beloved girl.

He stroked his hair vigorously, unwilling to believe it was real.

The two stood facing each other, and the sea water kept swaying back and forth, beating their chests.Byron lowered his eyes and looked at her snow-white chest—it was extremely dark, only the light of a few oil lamps on the beach.They bought a lamp stand at an auction, which can hold 8 candlesticks or hang 8 oil lamps, which is very practical for lighting on the beach.

Clove powder was added to the oil lamp, and a faint fragrance wafted away.

"How is it? Do you like it?" he asked in a low voice.

"I can't tell."

"Much better than Ivo or Oliver, right? At least I know Ivo hasn't kissed a few girls."

"You know too much."

"Come on again, let me teach you well."

Ivo watched their heads sink under the water on the beach, and his heart ached unbearably.

The worst thing in the world might not be watching the girl you still love kiss your best friend, but the fact that the jerk gave you the idea to win that girl back and suddenly he loves her fucked her.

But on the other hand, they didn't have any problems, so there was no need to ask his opinion.

He is not someone to her, she is free, she can love anyone she wants.

Hobhouse agreed to give a ball, I don't know where they got the money, and it was quite luxurious, and a lot of Portuguese nobles were invited, under the name of Baron Byron.

Of course the Mathilde family was also invited.

Mathilde is a 15-year-old charming girl. She is petite, with small hands and feet. She is very beautifully dressed. Her hairstyle is the latest Parisian hairstyle, with too many ribbons and a lot of powder; There are many, piled on the top of the head and temples; the chest is also exposed as much as possible. Unexpectedly, the bust is very impressive, and she is a beautiful girl with a childlike face and big breasts.

Alice couldn't help admiring, Byron's aesthetic vision is really worth mentioning!Top quack!

There are many men who come to offer their courtesies to Mathilde. I heard that because her family has no money, it is difficult for her to find a suitable fiancé.If those wealthy nobles hadn't fled Lisbon, she should have been engaged.

Throughout the evening Byron danced three dances, all with Alice.He has bad feet, and it's a big deal if he can do 3 dances in intervals.

He didn't go to Mathilde, and Mathilde didn't pay much attention to him.

He was quite calm, "Look, she doesn't like me very much either."

"If you tell her that you have an annuity of £1, she will love you dearly."

Byron laughed a few times, "Yes, you are absolutely right!"

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with her. A woman can't rely on her father, brother or family to get enough dowry, and she doesn't have the ability to earn a living, so she can only sell her appearance at a price. The annuity is 2000 pounds, no; the annuity is 5000 pounds, barely; the annuity is 1 pounds, Catch him quickly!"

"Indeed it is."

"So what's the problem? Is it fathers and brothers who can't earn enough dowries for their daughters or sisters? Or is it because men don't allow women to have skills to earn a living?"

"Women don't need to go out to work, and there are no jobs for women."

Alice sighed softly, "Yeah, this is really a big problem of the century." Therefore, one must first have financial ability and be able to survive by one's own labor before talking about the rights of being a "human being".

History is moving forward, and human society has been making continuous progress. For example, in France, after Byron mentioned the legal age of marriage in Britain last time, she collected some information and found that the marriage age in France was also 12 years old for women and 14 years old for men. At the age of 1804, the government of Napoleon I promulgated a new marriage law in 15, stipulating that the age of marriage for women is 18 years old and that for men is [-] years old. This is one of the improvements.

Women in this era don't receive much education. While objectifying themselves, they are actually objectifying men. They don't look at the other party's IQ, EQ, appearance, and only look at the annuity. Men are also sad. Of course, in general, the social class is high. Most men can live a little better, and women generally live very unhappy lives, even noble women are equally miserable, only poor women cry in thatched cottages, and rich women cry in manors or palaces.

Byron stayed with Alice all night, and Julian finally felt that something was wrong.

Taking advantage of inviting her to dance, Julian hurriedly asked, "You seem to be getting too close to George recently."

"That's none of your business."

"Why is it none of my business?" Julian rolled his eyes. "You are the one Oliver loves and will become his wife in the future. I have to help him look after you."

This guy still speaks so badly. "You are really ridiculous. Oliver can pursue me again, and you don't need to worry about it."

"I'll urge Hobhouse to leave quickly tomorrow!" He said angrily, "Aren't you worried that Oliver hasn't sent any new letters?"

"Didn't you say that the baron found someone to transfer him away?"

"I have found someone, but I don't know if they have been transferred or where. I have to wait for him to write a letter to find out, but I haven't received any letter from him in the past few weeks." Julian was very excited Fidgety, "You idiot! I'm so worried about him."

Alice was also a little worried, but she thought Oliver would never really want to go to the battlefield to experience life and death, right?He was never that kind of guy.Even when we played together when we were young, he would pay great attention to safety. He is the kind of person who wants to do things as well as possible. He likes everything to follow the existing procedures. He is a person who abides by the rules, but he does not strictly abide by the rules.Now that I think about it carefully, he actually has a strong desire to control. People who try to make things perfect will have a desire to control. The only difference is how strong the desire to control is.

On the contrary, Ivo and Byron are not very controlling.

Then Julian warned her not to get too close to Byron, and said that Byron had many lovers, both men and women, and often had several lovers at the same time, and spent a lot of money on these lovers.

"You won't like him, he won't love you with all his heart."

Alice asked back in surprise: "I don't love him, why would I ask him to love me wholeheartedly?"

It's a pleasure to be with a flirtatious flirt.

Byron could talk very well, and when he wanted to, he spoke like verse, full of beauty and rhythm, and very pleasing.

He would read her some poems about love, and would write poems for her, and read them to Alice when they were finished.He started writing poems when he was a teenager. His poems in his youth were still very immature, but they were already full of aura.His current creative style is close to maturity, and his writing speed is also very fast. Poetry itself is a form of literary and artistic creation, and its burden is emotional catharsis. For a passionate person like Byron, writing poetry to express love is almost It's a ritual.

"As if the dark clouds, from the distant sun, got their rich and soft colors, which not even the shadows of the swaying evening could drive from the sky; your smile poured pure joy into my gloomy brain; you His countenance left a gleam of light, as the sun shines in my heart."

Byron was busy writing poems, and Alice did not stop writing fragments every day.

He also brought a typewriter, but it was mainly used for writing letters. He still insisted on using a pen to write poems. He believed that sentences written with a quill pen were poetic and aura. The typewriter, a product of industrialization, was too cold; Alice was very used to it. Writing with a typewriter is like a computer in later generations. Once you get used to it, you will feel that technological products are far faster and more convenient than handwriting.

She writes 1000 to 2000 words a day, and sometimes she writes about what happened today, such as the people she met on the beach, describing their appearance, their conversations, walking postures, and clothes. This is a necessary Detailed description training; she will also write down what she has seen and heard during the trip and her own mood, which is roughly equivalent to a draft version of the travel notes; when she encounters interesting people or things, she will add them to her material library and store them in categories.

As a writer, one must have a strong observation ability, a strong creative impulse, and persistent creation. Some people can leave a name in the history of literature by writing only one book, but more people will insist on writing every day. , very prolific.

There are many geniuses in this era. It can be said that there are many geniuses shining in any era. Alice has never considered herself a genius, but a smart person.Smart people can always understand their strengths and weaknesses, but not all smart people can try to maximize their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

There are very many smart people who fail to succeed, and most of them are related to their personality.In many cases, it is not intelligence that determines destiny, but character that determines destiny.

Byron wrote poems very quickly, and basically completed them overnight. After he finished writing, he would at most correct the inappropriate words and would not revise them repeatedly.He doesn't have any specific creation plan, and he writes wherever he thinks of, and he is quite free-wheeling. This kind of character is also very suitable for poetry creation.In his opinion, the writing of novels is too standard and boring. At most, he just writes some travel notes, a few hundred words are the limit.

He has many friends, some are mentors, some are poetry friends, and he writes letters almost every day, but he can't fill a sheet of paper in one sitting, and sometimes it takes a few days to finish a letter.When writing a letter, I don't pay too much attention to language refinement, and I can say a lot of trivial things, which is the same for everyone.

He excitedly told his mother, Lady Catherine, that he fell in love with Alice now, and he seemed to find that she was so cute, cuter than any girl he knew, and could discuss many issues with him, he felt that this time he was Really in love, Alice is the kind of girl who can be his soul mate, and she is very generous and doesn't mind his former lovers; said that he is happy in Portugal now, and there seems to be nothing to worry about up.

Lady Catherine wondered for a long time after receiving the letter, wondering if Alice was not the girl Ivo Gordon was madly in love with?What the hell is going on with these two cousins!

Ivo finally found an excuse to send Byron to Hobhouse.

Alice is still taking a nap.If she wants to get up in the middle of the night, she will definitely have to catch up on sleep during the day, and she will sleep an extra hour.He told Sidney to wake her up.

After more than ten minutes, Alice lazily went downstairs.

"Is there something that needs to interrupt my nap?"

When Ivo saw her coming down, he stood up from the sofa, sat down quickly, and stood up again quickly, "You sit here."

He was a little weirdly nervous.

She sat down, "Kate, any fruit? Bring some here."

Kate quickly brought over a plate of grapes and fresh figs and set them on the table.

Alice squeezed a fig and put it in her mouth.

"Alice—"

"Say."

"You and George—are you in love with him?"

"You just want to know this?"

"I..." Ivo tugged at the lace cover on the sofa nervously, "I'm afraid you will really fall in love with him. You have so many things to say, and I can't get in your conversation." Aggrieved look.

"Love is not important. No, I was wrong, love is important, but, George? He loves too much, too easy to give, and that's dangerous because it's too easy to get hurt."

"That's not what I asked."

"Love is not so easy. We women can't be too sentimental. If we want true love, we have to be careful. Most women don't know what love is in their lives, or they fall in love impulsively and get married, only to find out The real face of the other party has been living in pain since then." She shook her head, "You mean George? He's fine, in a sense."

"What do you mean?"

"He said that I—well, lack the complete life experience, which will hinder my creation, and I should love as much as I can, or I should make love as much as I can, so as to stimulate my creative enthusiasm and ignite my creative passion, of course , including the passions in life.”

The author has something to say:

*Byron's poems are selected from his own poem "I have seen you cry" (1814), which is included in the collection of poems "Hebrew Melody", translated by Chinese poet Mu Dan (Zha Liangzheng).Byron, Shelley and Keats are both British Romantic poets.

*It's normal for Byron, an amorous veteran in love, to try to seduce Alice.