Lorraine and Viscount Alfonso sat back under the umbrella, representing a return to the starting point for negotiations.

Maybe it's more than the beginning.

Because the cloisonné was put away by the servants, the small round table was replaced by two cups of fragrant English black tea, and even served with a thin slice of cucumber sandwich, strawberry cake and English muffins.

Although they were supposed to be food at four o'clock in the afternoon, this was Spain, and Viscount Alfonso was just a rich man who had relied on illegal business to make a decent living, and Lorraine felt that she could not ask for more.

He politely ate a small sandwich and talked pleasantly with the viscount about the weather, and rumors that Archduke Victoria might have athlete's foot.

Halfway through the tea, the Viscount asked, "What shall I call you, Mr. England?" ”

"Lorraine." Lorraine put down the teacup and folded her fingers on her knees, "Lorraine. Arnason. Drake. ”

"Drake?"

"It's the Drake you remember, Tavistock is my hometown."

Viscount Alfonso couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Francis. Drake single-handedly led to the fall of the Grand Port of Bilbao, and now his children and grandchildren are coming to Bermeo to pan for gold? ”

Lorraine spread his hands helplessly: "Just like an oriental proverb says, the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade." ”

"Money thrown at ...... What the? ”

"It's basically money thrown in the water, and one day it will drift back to where it started with the current."

Viscount Alfonso was greatly impressed: "I didn't expect that the mysterious Oriental would be so proficient in the sea. ”

"They understand everything, the only problem is that they know so much that they don't know what they really want."

It is undoubtedly wonderful to conclude a small talk with the mystical Orient, especially since Viscount Alfonso learned an oriental proverb.

He smiled and thanked Lorraine, wiped his mouth, and suddenly said, "Mr. Drake, you're threatening me." ”

"No, no, no, no, you're mistaken." Lorraine waved her hand repeatedly, "I didn't mean to threaten you, and I didn't even bother to inquire about Miss Xavier's appearance and residence. Just to have a better conversation with you, I found some friends and was lucky enough to listen to a beautiful and touching love story. ”

"Really?"

"I am from England, sir. Although your country and my country, your ancestors and my ancestors did not get along well, at least we live in the same world and are all influenced by modern civilization. ”

"One...... A civilized gentleman? ”

"Etiquette, politeness, don't casually inquire into the details of a beautiful lady, and it won't win people's love and make it difficult for strong people, right?"

The two sides were silent for a long time, looking at each other, not dodging or dodging.

After a long time, Viscount Alfonso laughed, lifted the teapot and filled Lorraine with his own hands: "I have to say that you have succeeded in changing my prejudice against the English. ”

"Thank you, sir." Lorraine leaned in her chair, "Madame and cousin, the viscount is uncomfortable, isn't it?" ”

The viscount smiled bitterly: "I still love my lady. It may sound strange to say that, but that's the way it is, and I care more about the marriage than she knows. ”

"What about Miss Xavier? Youth? Beautiful? ”

"She is very similar to Madame when she was younger...... Confident, beautiful, proud, reserved, faithful to the Lord, and intelligent. Viscount Alfonso showed a reminiscing expression, "Madame has changed a lot after that serious illness, and has become suspicious and suspicious. I know that children are the only way for us to ease our relationship, but God refuses to give them to us......"

"And then you met Miss Xavier? A young version of Madame? ”

The Viscount smiled knowingly at Lorraine: "No, in fact, we knew each other before Madame was sick. Had it not been for Carmen's insistence on obedience to the doctrine and her holiness before marriage, I might have plucked this delicate flower at that romantic ball. ”

"The romance of the Spanish gentleman is always more reserved than that of the French." Lorraine complimented against her will, and recited the poem softly in an aria tone, "Love! In this secluded wilderness, with safety and ecstasy, this is the map of your Elysium, and you have become the true God! ”

This poem touched the heart of Viscount Alfonso, and he was greatly surprised: "I didn't expect that Mr. Drake was still a poet. ”

"I was just moved by your story again, and I was moved by it." Lorraine raised her teacup and saluted the Viscount, "Viscount, I have a gift for you. ”

"Not Oriental porcelain?"

"No, even the most precious porcelain is a dead thing, and my gift is Miss Xavier."

"Carmen?"

"Fortune tellers are rigid, but thankfully, the civilized world has taught us how to convince them, hasn't it?" Lorraine took a sip of tea and stood up: "I've been delaying you for a long time." Looking forward to the next time we meet, we can become friends, true friends. ”

Viscount Alfonso was stunned, sitting, and even forgot to get up to see him off.

Lorraine walked out of the viscount's estate like a complete gentleman, and around the corner, Henna appeared silently behind him.

"Did it go well?"

"With the porcelain in front of me, the gold pound in the future, I even made a damn love for him. The business has reached this point, what else can he not be satisfied with? ”

Henna Qingqing nodded quietly: "It's good that it goes well, what kind of person is the Viscount?" ”

Lorraine had a disgusted expression: "I thought I had enough adaptation to the aristocratic view of love, but I didn't know until today that I was too young." ”

"Huh?"

"Saselica. Mr. Alfonso, he is not only a rich man, but also a complete scumbag. ”

……

The next day, a purple tent was erected on the grass of Alfonso's estate.

Lorraine was dressed as a Roma, dressed in flowers and a square hat, carrying a large box like a laborer, and wearing a particularly long mustache on her face.

His black hair made him inconspicuous among a group of men, and his deep brown eyes were indistinguishable from the usual dark eyes of the Roma, but he stood tall and tall, but it didn't matter, this time the protagonist was a woman after all, and the man was just a background board.

He passed by Viscount Alfonso with a box on his shoulder, accidentally knocking down the servant beside him.

Taking advantage of being reprimanded by the Viscount, he secretly stuffed something into the Viscount's trouser pocket.

The viscount was stunned for a moment, and a ghostly expression appeared on his face.

Lorraine smiled slyly at the viscount and said with her mouth: "A small gift, my friend." ”

With that, he took out a mahogany box from the box, held it in both hands, and walked into the tent.

The viscount quickly found an excuse to go to the no-man's corner and reached into his pocket.

He took out a handkerchief embroidered by Suzhou, on which was a handsome Oriental man, sitting cross-legged under a tree, holding a beautiful and moving Oriental woman in his arms, with a solemn expression.

There was also a note in the handkerchief, on which was written in beautiful floral characters: "Yanagishita Megumi, the most famous gentleman in oriental legends." Only a reserved and noble person like you and him can insist on their holy and pure love in the face of beauty and desire. ”

Pinching the handkerchief, the viscount wept.

"Bosom friend!" He looked at the tent and muttered, "Mysterious East, mysterious ...... Mr. Drake. ”