Chapter 20 Section 20

"Yes, almost 20, not enough for me to let them chop the bushes out." "Maybe consider a new type of aircraft called 'Heriot'... The designer is very familiar with me, Lin Bollinger, a professor of aeronautics at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, have you heard of it?...The smallest The 'Heriot' has 4 seats and weighs 3,000 pounds, and there are not many of them on the market. Some people call it a 'tennis court plane', saying that if the technology is perfected, it can take off and land on the tennis court." "Just what I want!"

"However, this thing is currently in trial production, and only one machine will be produced a week." "Where is it from?" "Pittsburg, Kansas," Stoll said. "You mean, the small town of Pittsburgh?" There is also a place called Pittsburgh in the United States, which is the world-renowned steel city in the early years of Pennsylvania. "Ha! That's my wife's natal family." William pondered for a while, then said, "It's strange, how come the small plane I wanted came out of Pittsburgh? Is fate hinting at me?  … ...I'll go right away, and make foreign transfers along the way."

Thursday, October 20. At LaGuardia Airport in New York, Stoll Cremon arranged for Professor Lynn Bollinger to personally take William to test the plane.The professor drives, William sits next to him in the passenger seat, and Stoll is behind. Sure enough, when landing, "Heriot" only slid about 10 feet on the runway, that is, about 3 meters, and then stopped steadily. "Okay, that's it." William stretched out his right hand and clenched the glove on the professor's hand. On an unspecified day thereafter, William Woodward arrived in the town of Pittsburgh. The Heriot was built and would fly as soon as the weather cleared, and then drive back to New York.

William was not in a bad mood. Even in such a rainy day, even in such a small town, some people recognized him as Nahiva's horse owner.A young man in his early 20s, dressed more fashionable than the locals, imitated the big locals and took out a photo of Nahiva for William to sign.When he heard that Nahiva drank bottled water and ate fresh vegetables that had been blanched in boiling water and cooled thoroughly, the young man showed a naive attitude and couldn't close his open mouth for a long time. It is well documented that William had inquired about "Yanqilina Crowell" in the aircraft factory, but none of the 125 employees knew about it.Someone remembered a "Crowell's General Store" open on a certain street corner and directed William there.

Upon questioning, the shopkeeper was really Jenny's cousin, Paul Crowell.Paul was not there. According to the old man who was in charge of the shop, he later told the policeman who handled the case that he originally disdained to gossip about women, but he couldn't stand the visitor's repeated questioning (maybe it was a small favor), and finally said that Yan Qilinna Crowell's father's name was Jesse Claude Crowell, blah blah blah. Back at the Will Fry Motel, William made a long-distance call home: "I just heard that my father-in-law is still alive and selling tickets on the bus in Detroit...he has never been a 'colonel' at all. ,you're lying!"

"That's what my mother said. She said she was a widow." "You also have a little brother named Claude, right? Why have you never heard of him?" "Is this important? If you must know, let me tell you, Claude died of illness at the age of 3." Years after the shooting, there was a rumor in New York society that William Woodward's trip to Pittsburgh had found out that Jenny had been married back home.The incident was incorporated into novels based on the case by two prominent authors, Truman Capote's 1975 Answers to Prayers and Dominique Dunn's 1985 The Two Odwards Ladies", at the request of William III, the son of the Odward couple, it was renamed "The Two Greenville Ladies". The hero and heroine in the book are called "William Greenville" and "Jenny Greenville".

According to Dominique's version, among the people William consulted was "Bob Veblen, the farm accountant, with four pens in his coat pocket".In front of the crowd, Mr. Veblen said nothing, but called William's hotel room after dark.