At about the same time that Mrs. Levine and Mrs. Cooper were talking, Arthur was sitting at the glass window of his home, staring boredly at the maple leaves in Hyde Park across the street.

Beside him, the Red Devil sat at the table, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath as he hiccuped.

Agareth spoke: "Arthur, you listen to me, this kind of banquet in the future, hiccup...... You're going to go more. ”

Arthur frowned and leaned back in his seat, "Agareth, can you not act like you haven't eaten in months and then strayed into Baal's dungyard restaurant." ”

The Red Devil was quite satisfied today, but as soon as he heard this, he couldn't help but feel a cloud of anger in his head.

"Arthur! What's wrong? Today is just the tip of the iceberg for you to see the upper class, and you feel that you are not you? Barr? If Barr were to follow you today, he would have been squatting in the toilet at the Codrington house since the beginning of the banquet, and you would dare to compare that kind of indiscriminate devil to me? ”

When Arthur heard this, he just comforted: "Okay, okay, I know." You're tall, you're amazing, and a hell can't hold you. ”

"Yin and yang? Are you yin and yang? ”

Agareth's eyes widened, and his corneas were almost touching Arthur's nose, and he yelled, "Arthur, fuck, you don't have any of this stuff with me." You know, without me, how can you be, without me, you are still farming in the Yorkshire countryside. Didn't you just eat something, look at you in a hurry, I didn't eat you. ”

Agareth had just finished scolding when a gust of evening breeze blew in outside the window, scraping the scratch paper in Arthur's pocket onto the Red Devil's cornea.

"Huh? What is this? ”

The Red Devil took the scratch paper full of mathematical calculations from his eyes, and saw only a line of graceful sentences left in the few blank spaces: When I woke up one night, I found myself famous, the Napoleon of poetry.

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Isn't this the famous quote that Lord Byron left after he wrote "Childe Harold's Travels"? Miss Byron didn't seem to know anything about her father. But how would Mrs. Milbanch feel if she knew that her daughter had written such a sentence? ”

When Agareth heard this, he nodded with satisfaction: "It doesn't matter what she thinks, the important thing is that you did become famous overnight." Arthur, wait and see, sooner or later you too will become the Napoleon of Scotland Yard. ”

Arthur propped up his side face on the table with one hand: "Why bother one day sooner or later, I now have a French artillery under my hands, and his father was also the commander of the French Pyreneean legion." ”

As soon as Arthur had said this, he heard someone ring the doorbell downstairs.

He pursed his lips dissatisfied, stretched his waist and got up: "It's so late, who." ”

He pushed open the door and walked downstairs, but Dumas, who woke up hungry at night and was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the kitchen on the first floor to find something to eat, had already opened the door first.

Standing outside the door was a drunken red-faced Elder with a wad of bills in his hand.

Elder gasped, then threw the ticket on the coffee table next to the couch, and he nestled in the corner of the couch and looked up at the stars outside the window with a melancholy face.

As soon as Dumas saw his dead face, he knew what was probably going on.

With a slice of bread in his mouth, he turned to Arthur and asked, "Is this another rejection?" ”

Arthur just shrugged his shoulders: "Well, in life, there are nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory, and there is no one in ten thousand that can be said." Is it necessary to say so clearly? ”

But Alexandre Dumas still looked at the money on the table in confusion: "But what's the matter with this money?" Let him roll with the money? ”

When Elder heard this, he only felt angry, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Alexander, can you not always think about such good things? ”

Dumas took a sip of the carbonated water in the glass in his right hand, nodded and said, "That's right, I don't usually have such a good thing." You are the only one who can do this kind of good thing. Elder thinks about the good, money and love, you have one. ”

Elder was so choked in his chest by Alexandre Dumas that he almost pumped on the spot.

He scolded, "Damn! This money is not for me. On my way back I met Mrs. Cowper's valet and the coachman, who told me to book a phonograph from Arthur, and explained that it was urgent. The thirty pounds in front of me is a deposit, and if it is not enough, they will make up for it later. If that's enough, the extra part should be a thank you for Arthur's help. ”

Dumas couldn't help but scold: "Fuck, it's too easy to make money!" I really answered the words of the Rothschild boy, Arthur, you are always lucky! Isn't this a lady who has taken a fancy to you? Isn't this pure and pure rushing to send you money? ”

Elder said disdainfully, "Come on! Alexander, harvest and reap! Don't always apply your French thinking in this kind of thing. At Mrs. Cowper's age, you're almost Arthur's mother, can you think of something else with your brain full of erotic scraps? ”

Alexandre Dumas was not angry when he heard this, he just replied: "Since you say so, then I will not lend you my new magazine." ”

When Elder heard this, he sat up from the couch and said, "Why! I'll tell you about that place! ”

Dumas sipped the carbonated water and replied, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm not worthy." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, a sleepy-eyed Darwin also walked downstairs in his pajamas.

While rubbing his eyes, he said dissatisfiedly, "What are you making a fuss about? Go to bed early and wake up early to have enough energy. ”

When Elder saw him, he was angry: "Sleep, sleep!" I know to sleep every day, what's the use of going to bed so early every day? Look at your hair, it's almost making you fall asleep. ”

Darwin was fine, but as soon as he heard this, he burst into anger: "Alas! What the fuck do you mean, Held? I went to the banquet today, so many ladies and ladies were there, and I didn't have the ability to talk, so don't blame others for not giving me a chance. ”

"That's right." Alexandre Dumas raised his eyebrows: "It's not a sin for English men to be bald, don't look at Charles seems to be very wooden, last time I saw him dating a beautiful young lady in a restaurant." ”

When Elder heard this, he was struck by lightning, and he fell to the couch in agony, and he cried and prayed, "O my God! What kind of sin have I committed, that you should punish me like this? ”

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of sin? If you are sincere, I suggest that you immediately go to the church and find a pastor to confess, and if you really can't open your mouth, at least you have to atone for your sins to the goat. ”

When Elder heard this, he immediately blushed and his neck was thick, and he repeatedly emphasized: "Arthur, that's not my fault! That's the devil who tempted me! ”

Agareth had been just passing by the living room, but when he heard this, he angrily picked up the scratch paper and threw it at Elder in the face.

The Red Devil shouted, "Fuck you! ”

Elder was stunned for a moment when he was hit in the face by the ball of paper, and then leaned down to pick it up.

He unfolded the small ball of paper and saw the delicate handwriting, and Elder from the Department of Classics finally used his academic skills that he had not used for a long time, and he could see at a glance that something was wrong.

"Lord Byron's Sentence ......"

He looked at Arthur with a suspicious expression: "This...... She sent you? ”

Arthur was relieved: "I stole it, for the sake of your physical and mental health, I think you had better choose to believe it." ”

"Oh! My God! Elder clutched his analgesic heart and fell to his knees: "Arthur, when did you hook up with her?" ”

"Not as bad as you think, except that Mrs. Milbanch asked me to look after her for a while." Arthur said, "Elder you want to open up, face it with a smile." ”

Elder had tears in his eyes as he recited Byron's poem: "This is the saddest of all stories—more sad than miserable, because it makes us smile." ”

When Arthur heard this, he just raised his forehead and said, "You said you, wouldn't you have moved out these things earlier?" ”

When Dumas heard this, he just shook his head: "Arthur, it's useless for you to tell him this. As Democritus said - foolish people can only get wisdom through misfortune. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly a rattle rang outside the door.

Arthur stepped forward to open the door, only to see a butler with short blonde hair, white gloves, and a tuxedo standing outside.

The butler said embarrassedly, "Is Mr. Hastings at home?" I am Mrs. Levine's butler, and we did not make it clear when Mr. Thord Carter came to take the talk. In addition to booking Mrs. Cowper's magical phonograph and record, Mrs. Hastings had just heard that Mr. Hastings was preparing to give a recital in the near future. If that were the case, Mrs. Levine would like to book an additional ticket to Mr. Hastings' recital. Please apologize for any interruptions. ”

As soon as the butler's words were finished, before Arthur could reply, he heard Eld, who was leaning on the sofa, trembling and saying, "Li...... Sharp...... Mrs. Levine? ”

With that, Elder belched.

Arthur glanced at him and replied apologetically, "The matter of the concert has not yet been decided, and Mr. Hastings should need to continue to discuss with Mr. Moscheles of the London Philharmonic Society." But rest assured, I've got the tickets reserved for Mrs. Levine in mind.

But before I settle this matter, I think what I need most now is to book an emergency bed for Mr. Elder Carter at St. Mary's Hospital nearby. ”

(End of chapter)