sinovels Chapter 44 The Truth
Chapter 44 The Truth
"At this time of year, the Governor of England is not in New Jersey—in North Carolina."
What Caroline said took me by surprise.
"I wonder if you have made a mistake. The information I have received has always been that the residence of His Royal Highness the Duke of Lane is in New Jersey."
I don't know much about the distribution of England's thirteen colonies in North America, but I clearly remember that when I was on the troop carrier, Captain Brand reminded me to go to New Jersey to seek the duke's asylum, regardless of whether it was Iran or not. En or Elvis, when talking about the Duke of Lane, they obviously think that the Duke is in New Jersey, just like people take it for granted that the King of England is in London and the King of France is in Paris, not to mention, Elvis Just showed me the letter from New Jersey!He himself said that it was a letter from New Jersey that he received yesterday. It can't be wrong, can it?
Caroline tilted her head slightly, the soft and hanging ribbon on the straw hat she was wearing drew an elegant arc with her movements, and because of the height difference of the steps, from where I am standing now, I can see the heavy Under the cover of her petticoat, she was wearing a pair of very delicate and lovely white wool shoes decorated with a playful red bow.
For a normal man, this is undoubtedly an extremely seductive scene - women's feet have never been perfectly buried under the puffy petticoats and outer skirts, covered and hidden, and they are normally exposed in front of men One's own feet are an absolute taboo, and because of this, what is forbidden is even more tempting. As I once said, pulling up the hem of the skirt in front of a man to reveal shoes and suspenders is a certain wayside An angel's tried and tested method of seducing men.
Faced with such a beautiful scene, if I was still in Ludwigsburg before, I would definitely stare at it carefully and unsatisfied until the owner of the shoe found out or pretended to find out, but for some reason, When I saw the red bow, I vaguely remembered the red scarf that Elvis used to blindfold my eyes. This strange association made my ears feel feverish.
"...Leaving is the best choice...I said, Edmund, are you listening?"
"Uh...cough..."
Caroline's voice brought back my wandering thoughts -- how strange!Could it be that I've been so bored recently that I'm easily distracted—I pretended to cough twice.
"Actually, I don't quite understand what you mean," I said. "May I ask you to explain in detail?"
The expression on Caroline's face looked like Viscountess Edmund's when she saw that the lazy maid left stains instead of cleaning the stains on the linen underwear—"How presumptuous!"
Although she didn't say it directly, her eyes clearly revealed this sentence.
"Every winter, the Duke of Lane will leave New Jersey for South Carolina or North Carolina. These two places are colonies directly administered by the British Crown like New Jersey. The Duke will stay there until spring and then return to the cold New Jersey—— So do you understand? The two lords have no intention of letting you leave at all, and the letter has never been sent to Duke Lane. If you still feel a little bit ashamed of this relationship that should not be, you Just leave now, it will be better for everyone."
"Your news may be delayed. I just saw the letter from the Duke's Mansion in New Jersey today." I spread my hands, and I was even in the mood to joke, "Just because you left New Jersey in previous years doesn't mean you will leave this year. , maybe His Royal Highness the Duke is too lazy to inspect other colonies this year, so he just stayed in New Jersey?"
"How do you know it's a letter from New Jersey?" Caroline asked me back. "Did you see the courier come from New Jersey? Or did you ask the courier that it was a letter from New Jersey?"
"Ah, that's what Mr. Elvis said in person. Could there be any fake ones?" I said, remembering what Ian said in the study just now, "and when I saw that letter, Mrs. Ian also Now, I am also slightly displeased with a certain action of His Highness the Duke of Lane in the letter, I believe that if the Duke of Lane is not in New Jersey, with Lord Ian's temper, he will definitely correct Lord Elvis' statement."
Caroline frowned, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at me carefully from head to toe with a look like studying tropical rare animals.
I felt uncomfortable when I saw her eyes like looking at exotic animals.
"I thought you were just pretending to be stupid, but now that I look at it, maybe you are more naive than I thought, even naive to the point of stupidity." She said this in a tone of pity for the inferior.
This kind of attitude is really unpleasant: "I just choose to believe the promise of Earl Elvis based on the facts I have seen."
"Ha!" Maybe it's because Ian has been around for a long time, Caroline's contemptuous tone is exactly the same as Ian's: "Although you are a real man, you can even see things that a woman like me can see." Keeping you in the dark while you're smug about thinking it's all in your plan."
"If you think so, I sincerely ask for your advice."
"This is already a very obvious fact, but you are unwilling to admit it." She raised her chin proudly, "Even if the letter was really sent to New Jersey as you said, then after the Duke cannot be found in New Jersey, The courier will spend another half a month turning to North Carolina to follow the Duke's footsteps, and wait another half month or a month to wait for the honorable Duke to take the time to write a reply, and then hand it over to the courier to bring it back—this way , Two or three months have passed, haven't you? After a few months, you have gotten used to the life here and the relationship with the two adults, at that time, would you still want to leave?"
This sharp question made me tremble in my heart. It is undeniable that the extremely luxurious living expenses in Frigou Manor are also one of the reasons why I want to leave as soon as possible. When I go back to Ludwigs, I may have to pay a greater price to make up for the gap in the standard of living, and as Captain Brand said, the extravagance and the pursuit of pleasure beyond one's ability lead to high debts It is often the beginning of a noble family's downfall.
"His Royal Highness is in New Jersey, I can be very sure about this—"
"It's pointless to dwell on this issue. If you don't believe what I said, you can find someone else to verify it when the time comes—and now there is another issue."
"You, please, tell me."
The reasons I wanted to state were interrupted just like that, and I had to hold back my anger and tell myself, "Don't care about men with women!"
"You seem to be a Catholic. Are you, then, not at all disturbed by faith in your own relation to your two lords?"
Here we go again, here we go again!Can Ian take good care of his woman, and can this kind of jealousy around him not implicate me!Why did I provoke Elvis by staying quietly beside her? Did Miss Caroline think that the attention of the two earls in the manor should be on her, even if the other one is not her master? Can't she tolerate his eyes being taken away?
Women's boring and meaningless jealousy!
"I've already said that I don't think the fact that I'm by Lord Elvis' side can have any bad influence on your status. After all, you are by Lord Ian's side."
The shoes on my feet started to become cold, probably because water had seeped in, but I couldn't leave for a long time, I couldn't help but feel a little impatient in my tone.
Caroline looked at me and said something inexplicable.
"Since the day you came here, especially in the past few days, Sir Ian has not summoned anyone several times at night."
"What does that have to do with me? It's his own business which lady he wants to call."
I really can't understand women's brains-they can always get entangled in some trivial things, even if the facts have proved that the entanglement is meaningless.Honestly, what does it matter to me that Ian doesn't summon his maid?This flying vinegar is too far away, right?
"What I'm saying is not that Lord Ian didn't summon me, but that he didn't summon anyone. This is simply impossible with Lord Ian's personality. Don't you understand, Mr. Edmund?"
The expression on Caroline's face seemed to hold a deadly weapon, and she only needed to swing it to defeat the enemy she identified: "That's right, you are so naive that you don't understand at all, then I might as well Let's be blunt—can you really tell the two grown-ups apart? Especially, at bedtime at night?"
"of course--"
The words that should have been spoken as a matter of course stuck in my throat, and I stood on the stone steps, looking up at Caroline, as if looking at a siren siren who used his voice to confuse sailors.
A fine trembling feeling from the depths of my soul climbed up my spine and swept through my whole body faster than the coldness on my feet.
In contrast, Caroline looked down at me with a smile like a flower.
To be honest, when Caroline smiled, she was really, really beautiful, like a coquettish poppy in full bloom, a beauty that could kill.
She really is more suitable for the glamorous and gorgeous French style.
"Ah, it seems that you finally realized what I was talking about."
Caroline gracefully took her left hand, which was wearing a short white glove and a sapphire bracelet, out of the muff, flexed her index finger, and gracefully tapped the skull above her ear.
"Hush—I'm telling you quietly, Lord Ian, I fell off a horse a few years ago, and here I left a scar."
She said this in a sweet tone like a little girl whispering.
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