[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 45

When the guests are happy, the business will naturally be easy to do.The Marchioness of Beveridge waved her small hand, ordering two gorgeous skirts and a horse riding suit.

The Marquise seemed quite interested today. After she picked out her clothes, she didn't ask Jenny to leave immediately, but left her for a chat. Jenny was naturally extremely willing.So Jenny chatted about the beauty of the countryside she yearned for, but the Marchioness of Beveridge didn't think so.

"Only those men and businessmen who do not have the opportunity to meet will travel between the countryside and London according to the season." The Marquis said with disdain, "All important ministers, you must follow in the footsteps of Her Majesty, otherwise if the Queen wants to It would be rude to summon someone only to be told that he has gone to the country."

Jenny thought about it, and thought that this statement couldn't be more reasonable: the real top aristocratic circle, except for the royal family, is naturally the aristocrats who are enshrined because they hold the power of the country, so why don't they follow the queen's skirt?

"Naturally, not to mention you are still here in London. Those girls who left in a hurry may also want to avoid your light." Jenny's flattering words came casually.The Marchioness of Beveridge covered her mouth and laughed, it was the first time a woman praised her beauty so bluntly.Especially the way the Marquis Beveridge looked at Jenny, knowing that she really thought so in her heart.Thinking of Jenny's same status as a widow, the Marquis Beveridge couldn't help feeling a little closer to Jenny.

The Marquis of Beveridge leaned over and said to Jenny intimately: "The Duke of Windsor bought a fine horse next month, and he plans to invite some friends to his castle...Of course I also received the invitation, I am Said it would be fun. Races, hunting, salons, dances... Oh, don't you like country scenes? I think there are a few small villages nearby. How about, Mrs. Hudson, would you like to come with me? It’s a rare opportunity, think about it, you can dance with those ministers, and you might even have a chance to dance with the duke.” Of course, the latter two sentences were lied to Jenny by the Marchioness of Beveridge, that kind of big man How is it possible to dance with a woman I don't know?But... what does it matter if you talk about it?

Jenny never thought that one day she would be lucky enough to meet the Duke of Windsor, and this is also a good opportunity to see what the so-called high society is like, which will be of great benefit to her in the future.

"My honor, ma'am." Jenny stood up and made a slight salute, and the matter was settled.

Although it is next month, it is actually only a few days away.Tom was even more excited than Jenny when he knew about it. He arranged for Jenny's two sets of clothes. If Jenny didn't stop him, he would also like to prepare riding clothes, daily clothes, and outing clothes... Expensive fabrics are definitely not good, but To use ordinary things to make eye-catching works, it depends on the style and craftsmanship, which must be in line with Jenny's identity as a widow but also quietly stand out.

As long as Jenny is in the limelight, he, Tom, can be regarded as a high-end tailor, hahahaha... Tom fantasizes about his money and fame rolling in, and he can't help laughing with his hands on his hips.

"Stop daydreaming in broad daylight." Jenny poured down a bucket of cold water relentlessly.

"Well, can't I just think about it?" Tom deflated like a balloon being poked with a needle. "Of course you can think about it, but please think about something practical, okay? But Tom, don't think too much, your brain is not big enough, be careful of baldness." Jenny made up the knife.

Tom pursed his lips and helped Jenny fold the skirt and put it in the box.

Tom: qaq, how did that strong and brave poor woman become the poisonous queen she is today?

Frustrated for a moment, Tom immediately began chattering with gusto.

Jenny: How did the kind and lovely handsome guy back then become the gossip and nagging empress of today?

Thinking to no avail, Jenny and Tom both put the matter behind them.Jenny originally wanted to go back and announce this to everyone, but she didn't expect that after going back, Sherlock actually said that he was going to handle an important case, which might take a long time, and then he was quickly picked up by a mysterious carriage gone.

Jenny blinked, "Doctor Watson, didn't Mr. Holmes invite you to go with him?"

John: "No." It seems that being excluded by Sherlock really hit John a lot, "Fortunately, you haven't abandoned me, Mrs. Hudson, can I order a meal to comfort myself?"

"Uh..." Jenny's expression gave John a bad feeling, "Actually, I was about to talk about this. I received an invitation from the Marchioness of Beveridge to visit the Duke of Windsor's castle. fan."

John felt that he was the most unfortunate person in the world, "Well, when?" qa□□q

"Oh, the Marchioness of Beveridge will let me know, and I don't know now."

John tearfully ate his lunch, along with Jenny's comfort food: a delicious milk pudding and a small tin of toffee, and finally he felt comforted.

Seven days later, the Marchioness of Beveridge's maid brought Jenny news.

"Good day, Mrs. Hudson." The young maid was Mary, the Marchioness of Beveridge's personal maid, and Jenny had seen her several times.

"Good day." Jenny greeted politely.

"I reckon you're ready, Mrs. Hudson."

"Yeah, then I think...it's about time, right?"

"Yes, we will depart from the Marquess of Beveridge at two noon tomorrow, and we will stay in Windsor Castle for about ten days," Mary reminded.

"OK, thanks."

Jenny thought she would have to wait a long time, but at about 45:[-], the carriage arrived.

"I didn't keep you waiting too long, my dear?" The Marchioness of Beveridge lazily covered her mouth with a fan and yawned.

"No, ma'am." Jenny held up her skirt and sat opposite the Marchioness of Beveridge, next to Maid Mary.

The three-hour journey is not too far away, chatting, eating snacks, and arriving soon.When women get together, they talk most about clothes, jewelry and men, and both the Marquise Beveridge and Jenny are good at finding topics, so they arrived at their destination before they knew it. Unfinished.If at the beginning she was only interested in Jenny because of her skills and status, then now she almost regarded Jenny as a close friend in her boudoir.

"Mrs. Hudson, why don't you open a clothing store yourself? Your craft is perfectly capable, so why give all the money to others?" Mrs. Beveridge said half-truthfully.

"It's tiring." Jenny sighed, "Besides the clothes, I have to serve the tenants every day. I'm busy like a housekeeper, so I don't have time to open a shop by myself." Say you don't have time.

"It's a pity, but if I invite you occasionally, you can't refuse~" The Marchioness of Beveridge understood Jenny's attitude and stopped mentioning it.

When the scenery outside the window changed from the city to the open land, and the starry trees gradually turned into small forests, and then turned into flat grasslands, their destination had arrived.

This is one of the castles of the Duke of Windsor... In fact, it should be said to be a palace or a villa.

Entering from the gate, the straight avenue leads directly to the front door of the villa.The gardens on both sides of the road are not big, but they are very delicate.This is a typical symmetrical garden with circular fountains with exquisite statues, trees of various shapes, rare plants collected from all over the world, and so on.

When Jenny got out of the car, she turned her head and couldn't turn around. Maid Mary of the Marchioness of Beveridge coughed several times before letting Jenny bring back the god who had left.

"It's so beautiful~" Jenny said sincerely.

"Of course, and it's worth the women's success." The Marchioness of Beveridge pointed.Laughter can be heard faintly from the back of the house.

Jenny understood in seconds. It seems that the rumor that the Marquis of Beveridge has a princely suitor is not groundless. No wonder the Marquis of Beveridge can invite her at will.

I don't know if it's the feng shui problem of this title or something, but the successive Dukes of Windsor seem to have all kinds of scandals.The "illegitimate child incident" of the previous one made people all over the UK talk about it. The current one seems to have a rigorous style, but Jenny knows that the rumors of the suitor of the Marquis of Beveridge came from her boudoir. There will be time.

However, the person who really let people all over the world know the title of "Duke of Windsor" has not yet been born. Decades later, this unborn Duke of Windsor will lose the chance to become the king of England because of a widow... It is hard to say that he is Not really enjoying it.

The Marquis of Beveridge didn't know that Jenny had discovered her secret, so she arranged Jenny next door to her to show that she valued it.But I don't know that Jenny is really entangled in her heart: next door... Will I hear something that I shouldn't hear? I am so entangled~~~ヽ(▽)ノ

"I have to go to rest, I'm really tired~" After arranging Jenny, the Marquis Beveridge, who got up from the bed three hours ago, decided to return to the embrace of the bed again.

As a maid, Mary packed her luggage and decided to go to the kitchen to see who was there.Jenny thought about it, it's a rare opportunity to come, why not go for a stroll~o(≧v≦)o~

There are not many servants in the house. I don't know if it's because most of the guests are outdoors. Jenny walked through several rooms without seeing a single person, but this made it easier for Jenny to appreciate the house better.

This place is probably used as a place for summer vacation. All the decoration colors are refreshing, and there is a small and fresh feeling.

Jenny: The feeling of freshness and horses does not match the Duke of Windsor...

The crystal lamps on the top of the house are very special. Some crystal lamps are very complicated, with small pieces piled up layer by layer; Crystals; some crystal lamps are like wind chimes, many crystals circle around...

Women always have no resistance to that kind of shiny things, but Jenny's idea is... If these lights fall, it must be very spectacular~~~

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly want to try to cut the hanging rope of a crystal lamp~