Chapter 25 second quarter

Marcus Kent was delighted to see my progress and said I was much better than he expected. "Your appetite must be like an elephant's," he said, "to recover so quickly. Well, the fresh country air, the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and the absence of excessive excitement, are wonderful for one's health." .” "The first two points are correct," I said, "but don't think that there are no exciting things in the country. I have seen a lot." "What kind of stimulation." "Murder," I said. Marcus Kent pursed his lips and whistled, "Is it a country love tragedy? The boy on the farm killed the mistress?"

"No, far from it, a cunning, determined, crazy murderer." "Why haven't I heard of it at all? When was he arrested?" "Not yet and a 'woman'." "Oh! It seems that Linstac may not be a suitable place for you, brother." I said firmly, "No, it's perfect for me, you don't want to get me out of that place." Marcus Kent was smart, and he responded immediately: "Oh, found a beautiful blonde?" "It's not like that," I recalled Elsie Holland with a guilty conscience, "just a great interest in criminal psychology."

"Oh, well, it hasn't done you any harm so far anyway, but watch out, don't let that crazy murderer get you." "Don't worry that far," I said. "How about having dinner with me today? You can have a good talk about the murderer." "Sorry, I already have an appointment." "A date with Miss—huh? Well, it looks like you're really on the mend." "I'm sure you can say that." I couldn't help but feel a little amused at the fact that Meghan was my date. At six o'clock, I arrived at Mi Ruoding's clothing store.After get off work, Mary Gray met me on the stairs outside the showroom, and she put a finger to her lips.

"You'll be amazed! I'll say it bluntly, I've done a beautiful job." I walked into the large showroom, and Megan was looking at herself in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror.I can swear, I really don't recognize her at all!I took a breath, tall and slender, as curvaceous as a willow tree, with silk stockings and elegantly fitting shoes on my slender legs.Oh, what lovely limbs, and slender figure—everywhere there is nobility and distinction.The groomed hair has a soft sorrel glow.They were smart and didn't change anything on her face.She doesn't wear makeup -- or if she does, it's so softly that it doesn't show.And her plump red lips don't need lipstick to modify them at all.

There was something else I had never seen in her before—the curve of her neck, expressing a new innocent confidence.She looked at me solemnly with a shy smile. "I—looks all right, doesn't I?" said Megan. "Not bad?" I said, "How about saying 'not bad'? Come on, let's go to dinner and I'd be surprised if any guy doesn't turn to look at you! You'll put all the other girls in the dark." Megan is not beautiful, but she is different and noticeable.She has her temperament. As soon as she stepped into the restaurant in front of me, the head waiter came over to us, and I had a ridiculous sense of smugness, the way a man feels when he gets an unusual item.

We drank cocktails and sipped for a while, then had dinner and finally danced again.Megan is very enthusiastic about dancing, and I don't want to disappoint her, but for some reason, I always think she can't dance very well. In fact, on the contrary, she was as light as a feather in my arms, and her body and steps perfectly matched the beat. "Jesus!" I said, "You can dance too!" She seemed a little surprised. "Of course, the school has dance lessons every week." "If you want to dance well, you don't just have to rely on dance lessons in school."

We went back to the table and sat down. "These are so delicious and cute," Meghan said, "and everything else too!" She sighed happily. "I feel the same way," I said. It was an ecstatic night, and I was intoxicated until Megan asked me a question in a skeptical tone, and I came back to reality. She said, "Shouldn't we go back?" I froze, yes, I must be crazy, forgot everything!I seem to exist in a world far away from reality, only coexisting with the things I create. "God!" I whispered. I found out that a train had left. "Sit still," I said, "I'll make a phone call."

I called the Lulin rental company, ordered the biggest and fastest car, and asked them to come over as soon as possible. I went back to Megan again. "The last train has left," I said. "Let's go back by car instead." "Really? That's great!" She is such a good child, so easy to please with everything, doesn't like to ask too much, and accepts all my suggestions. The car came, big and fast indeed, but it was still late when we got back to Lynstack. I felt a sudden unease and said, "They must have sent search parties all over the place looking for you!"

Megan said calmly: "Oh, I don't think so, I usually don't go back to lunch when I go out." "Yes, my dear child, but you didn't even go back for afternoon tea and dinner today." Fortunately, Megan's luck came.Symmington's house has turned off the lights and is very quiet.Megan told me to drive around to the back of the house and throw rocks at Rose's window. After a while, Rose came out, opened the door and let us in with surprise and trembling. "Okay, I told them you fell asleep on the bed, the master and Miss Helan (behind 'Miss Helan', she snorted softly) had dinner early and went out for a drive, I said I would take care of the two A boy. When I was coaxing Colin in the nursery, I seemed to hear you coming in, but I didn’t see you when I came downstairs, so I thought you were going to bed. So when the master came back and asked, I said you were already asleep .”

I cut her off and said it's best to actually put Megan to sleep now. "Good night," Meghan said. "Thank you so much, today is the happiest day of my life." I drove home, still a little drowsy, and finally tipped him generously and asked him if he would spend the night at Little Foz, but he preferred to go back overnight. When we were talking, the door was already open, and as soon as the driver left, the door was pulled open with force, and Joanna said, "Ha, you're finally back, aren't you?" "Are you worried about me?" I closed the door and walked into the house.

Joanna walked into the living room, and I followed her.There was a coffee pot on the tripod, and Joanna poured some coffee herself, and I poured myself a whiskey and soda. "Worried about you? Of course not, I thought you decided to stay in the city for a night and have a good time." "I could really say it was a bit of a party." I smiled at first, then couldn't help laughing. Joanna asked me why I was laughing, and I told her what had happened that night. "But, Jerry, I reckon you must be crazy--crazy." "I think so." "But, dear boy, you really shouldn't do such a thing—especially in a place like this. Tomorrow, the news will be all over Linstac." "I believe it, but Meghan is just a child after all." "She's not. She's twenty. Take a twenty-year-old girl to London and buy her clothes and don't try to hide from the worst rumors. Good God, Jerry, you've got to marry that girl." gone." Joanna said half-jokingly, half-seriously. At this moment, I suddenly discovered a very important thing. "Fuck it," I said, "I wouldn't give a damn if I had to. Honestly, I'd be glad it did." Joanna had a very funny expression on her face. She stood up and walked towards the door, saying lightly, "Yes, I already knew..." I was left alone, glass in hand, standing and contemplating my new discovery.