[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 75

Miss Bardwell gasped, her face full of sympathy, "God, it's too bad." She shook her head and said hesitantly, "But that woman looks very pitiful too, couldn't Mr. Clayton be pitiful Her? He's so kind..." Before Miss Bardwell could finish her sentence, Mrs. Dalton couldn't bear it any longer. She stepped forward and said to Jenny: "Mrs. Hudson, we ordered Is the handkerchief ready?",

"Of course." Jenny ignored Miss White Lotus and took out the box containing the handkerchief.

Mrs. Dalton counted out the money and put it on the counter without even opening the box. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Hudson, but I think we have to go." Follow Miss Bardwell to go out.

"What... Mrs. Dalton, just, did you go back? I haven't..." Miss Bardwell looked aggrieved, trying to make Mrs. Dalton accommodating, but Mrs. Dalton didn't turn her head. .

The woman at the door slipped away long after she got the money, and she never appeared again until Mrs. Dalton forcefully stuffed Miss Bardwell into the carriage.

"Oh." Jenny felt that this was really a farce, and she never wanted to see this kind of white lotus that lowered a woman's IQ.

"Oh." John sighed.

"Huh?" Jenny glanced at John, "Why? Dr. Watson, do you really admire Miss Bardwell?"

"... At least she's a beautiful woman... isn't she?" John said with a whimper.

"Doctor Watson." Jenny rubbed her chin and said, "Although I already know that you are a scumbag, but... have you thought about what will happen to such a wife (John gasped)? Having said that , she will probably have a large dowry, so in the end, only your girlfriend is the poor one?"

John smiled sheepishly. "Actually...Miss Meggins and I are probably getting married." John opened the door for Jenny shyly.

"What! Miss Mekins? Your current girlfriend? Congratulations... When? My God, why did it happen so suddenly? I've never heard of it from you." Jenny said in surprise.

John wanted to imitate Sherlock's appearance and pretend to be calm, but failed. He grinned and said, "No, I haven't proposed yet, but I have plans." He was eager to find someone to talk to, "I've saved some money, and Holmes has agreed to lend me some so I can start my own clinic. We'll get married after that, so at least next summer or maybe even longer... Sounds like a long way off doesn't it?" ?” John sighed.

"No, not long after you start to act." Jenny encouraged, "Has Holmes already known about this?"

John reacted for a while, "What? Get married? No, I just told him that I want to open my own clinic."

"Oh." Great, at least I'm not the last to know everything, Jenny thought. "However, how should I put it, Dr. Watson, have you really found true love this time?" Jenny teased.

"Don't make fun of me, Mrs. Hudson, I've always been very serious about looking for a marriage partner, it's just that the...a few ladies in the past were not suitable, and besides...it wasn't always me who broke up first ’” John protested.

Jenny raised her eyebrows, "If you can get rid of the problem of being unable to walk every time you see a beautiful woman, you will probably be married a long time ago."

John: "...==" What you said makes sense, but I am speechless...

Chatting along the way, John felt that he had said all the words in his heart, and his whole body felt relaxed.Back at 221b, John hummed a little tune and jumped upstairs, pushed open the door, and saw Sherlock squatting on the sofa in front of the fireplace in his old pajamas, with his eyes closed and his hands clasped together.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Sherlock slightly raised his eyelids to take a look, then closed his eyes again.

"It seems that you have made up your mind, Watson?" Sherlock said suddenly.

"What, what?" John turned around as if startled, but found that Sherlock didn't even change his posture, "What determination?"

"Is there anything else? Clinic, marriage proposal... Oh, I'm afraid it will be next year, Mrs. Hudson must have given you a lot of advice?" Sherlock said with a bang.

"Why... oh, forget it." Annoyed, John gave up asking how his friend knew the content of the chat with the landlady, and he turned to talk about other things, "I think I can receive it tomorrow at the latest Colonel Haight's reply, we may begin to prepare our luggage, Holmes."

Probably before he woke up, John turned around twice before returning to the topic, "Holmes, why next year?"

"Does it need to be said?" Sherlock rolled his eyes secretly, "Today is already September [-]rd, I believe you need at least three months to prepare your clinic, oh, it seems that this matter will take your Completely out of pocket, no no no, I don't recommend you to gamble to raise your wedding fund, more likely you will lose your clinic too. With your character, I don't think you will be a pauper yourself So you need at least another six months to earn enough money for your marriage, and then you propose, get engaged, and get married, doesn’t it take half a year? Then, phew~ another year has passed.”

John was speechless for a while, feeling that he was really a bit stupid, he hadn't thought about this question.In order to prove that he is not a fool, John thought of a more technical question: "By the way, Holmes, how do you think I should propose to make it more special?"

Sherlock stared at John immediately: "What! Didn't you get Mrs. Hudson's opinion? I thought women were better at this kind of thing...Since the object of your proposal is also a lady."

"Oh, of course I asked." John didn't realize that there was something strange about discussing such a topic with Sherlock, "But she said that she wanted me...to ask men to think more sincerely."

"I think she meant 'you', not 'man'." Sherlock immediately caught John's trick.He jumped down from the sofa, took a pinch of tobacco from the Persian slippers on the fireplace, stuffed it into the pipe, and then took a piece of charcoal that was still in the fireplace, and lit it.

"...Okay." John raked his hair, "It seems that I still have to rely on myself. Mrs. Hudson only said that it should be romantic, special, and preferably have the memories we both have together... Oh, really... don't know what women are thinking... no, I shouldn't say that, my dear Merry is not like other women..."

"Should I tell Mrs. Hudson this?" Sherlock asked seemingly casually.

"Oh, no, no, no... Holmes, you know, I'm just saying..." Sherlock laughed at John's frightened look, and John realized that Sherlock was just joking.

"Holmes! This is not funny!"

When everything was ready—John's good friend Colonel Haight sent a warm invitation, and John also asked for leave—after Sherlock and John carried their luggage and a pair of wool that Jenny strongly urged them to bring. blanket, hopped on the train and went on vacation.

The departure of the men, especially Sherlock, seems to have taken away the enthusiasm of 221b.The usual oddly dressed men and women and normal dressed men and women, including the "Detective Squad" kids, seemed to disappear all at once.

What a rare and quiet morning, Jenny dug out a piece of green silk and was going to make a wedding gift by herself.This piece of lake-green satin is left over from the last time I made a skirt. It is a bit wasteful as a general trim material. It is too thick to make a handkerchief, and it is not crisp enough to make a bouquet of flowers. Jenny didn't know how to use it for a while. Why, just right, it can be used this time.

Jenny is going to make a table runner out of satin.This thing is rarely seen by Westerners, and it has no practical use. Generally, in the East, table flags are also used by rich people to spread on the table to improve their taste and style... In layman's terms, they are used for decoration.But Mr. Darcy, being a rich man, had everything he wanted, and such things were just right for presents.

Jenny touched the fabric, and found that this piece of silk from the East was very gorgeous in color. The lake green fabric was woven with dark patterns, and it looked a little abrupt on the table alone. Jenny chose light yellow and milky white to press it.Jenny also thought about the pattern, which is a very Chinese-style tuanhua.On each end of the table runner hangs a light green long knot and tassels.

The whole composition is gorgeous, elegant, and full of oriental charm, even if it is given to Her Majesty, it is still worth it.And the point is, it matches this fabric very well, very, well...

Jenny touched the silk back and forth like a nympho meeting a handsome guy, her heart was bleeding.It took her a lot of effort to dig out such an expensive "bottom corner material" from Tom. Because she had no good inspiration, she kept it on the shelf. Now she finally got an inspiration, and it turned out to be for it Give it to others as a gift... This is so sour~

After lingering for a long time, Jenny finally got her mind right and started to work. Although the flower was complicated, it couldn't stand up to the small size of the table flag.Cutting, drawing, sketching, dividing lines... By the time the outline of the first group of flowers is embroidered, almost a day has passed.

Jenny is not in a hurry, there is still a month to go, there is enough time, and she tries to do her best.Another day passed, and Jenny had just embroidered her first bouquet.

Cosette ran upstairs with a "thump, thump, thud" and suddenly stepped lightly at Jenny's door and knocked lightly, but she didn't know that she had already leaked her whereabouts just now.

"Come in." Jenny put down her embroidery and rubbed her shoulders.

Cosette walked in, walked up to Jenny, reached out and put an envelope on the small table next to Jenny, "Mrs. Hudson, I have your letter." She said.

"Thank you, Cosette." Jenny took the envelope, but did not open it immediately, but looked at Cosette.

About a year after coming to 221b, Cosette is almost seven years old. Compared with the dirty little girl before, Cosette is now much fatter, with a round, red face like an apple, and taller. Quite a lot, now she is already a little beauty.

When the weather is fine, Cosette will occasionally sit on the doorstep and bask in the sun while writing or drawing.At this time, she would always attract a lot of boys wandering around, even if she was wearing the most common maid outfit and an apron made of coarse cloth, she could always make people look at her.

Anyone who saw Cosette would feel that it would be a waste if she was just an embroiderer or a maid.

Jenny certainly thinks so too, but she has a deeper level of worry. In this day and age, beauty is just a sin if you don't have the ability to protect yourself.Maybe it was because she had been looking at Cosette for too long, Cosette moved her toes slightly uneasy, and said, "Mrs. Hudson?"

"Oh, it's okay, you go down and tell Fantine that Dai will bring up my lunch." Jenny waved her hand.

"Okay, Mrs. Hudson." Cosette squatted down and went downstairs.

Jenny put the matter aside and looked down at the envelope in her hand.

? !How could it be his?