Chapter 28 Chapter XXVII Dinner at the Savoy

Mr. Julius Hersheimer's reception banquet on the evening of the 30th will be unforgettable for those engaged in the catering industry.The banquet hall is located in the private room of the hotel.Mr. Hersheimmer's orders were succinct, and he wrote a blank check—and when a millionaire presents a blank check, he gets everything he needs. All the exquisite food that is not today is brought up continuously.The waiters carefully and reverently delivered bottles of vintage wine specially brewed for the royal family.The colorful flowers and plants make people forget the existence of the four seasons. From May to November, a variety of fruits are stacked together in an incredible way.The guests were few, but well chosen—the American ambassador, Mr. Carter, and his friend Sir William Beresford, whom he said he had taken the liberty of bringing, the Priest Cowley, Dr. Hall, and two The young adventurers, Miss Prudence Cowley and Mr Thomas Beresford, and last, of course, of considerable importance--Miss Jane Finn, the guest of honor.

Julius goes to great lengths to make Jane's appearance a hit. A mysterious knock sounded at the door of the apartment that Tuppence shared with the American girl.Tuppence opened the door and saw Julius standing in front of it with a check in his hand. "Hey, Tuppence!" he cried, "please, do me a favor. Take this and dress Jane up for dinner tonight. You're both going to come with me to the Savoy. Don't begrudge me." Use money, understand?" "Of course," said Tuppence, imitating him, "we'll enjoy ourselves. It's a joy to dress Jane.

She is the loveliest woman I have ever met. " "Indeed," said Mr. Hersheimmer enthusiastically. For a moment his enthusiasm infected Tuppence, and her eyes shone with enthusiasm. "Well, Julius," she said primly, "I haven't told you my decision yet." "Your decision?" Julius paled. "You know, when you proposed to me," stammered Tuppence, eyes downcast, with the air of a Victorian heroine. "At the time, you didn't want an answer. I've thought the question through..." "Really?" There were tiny beads of sweat on Julius' forehead.

Suddenly Tuppence felt sorry for him. "You're a complete fool. I don't know why you do that, but I think sometimes you don't care about me at all." "Of course I do. You know my feelings for you, and I've always respected and admired you." "Hmph! Your affection for me is often crowded out by other affections, isn't it, old friend." "Can you explain more clearly?" Julius blushed unnaturally. "Understood?" Tuppence smiled sarcastically, and closed the door.Then, he opened the door and said seriously: "I often think I am an outcast."

"Who?" Jane asked from across the room. "Julius." "What is he here for?" "He might want to see you, but I don't want him to see you, at least not until the dinner party. You should show up to everyone like King Solomon on his return. Well, let's go to the store." For most people, "Labor Day" on the 29th, when many things were predicted to happen, passed quietly like any other day.There were a few speeches in the park and Trafalgar Square, and a scattered procession sang "The Song of the Red Flag" blindly through some streets.The press, which had hinted at an imminent general strike and a reign of terror, had to die down and retreat.The bolder and the shrewder try to prove that all is well because of their advice.The Sunday papers carried a short report of the sudden death of the eminent Sir James Peel Edgerton, 2nd Class.Monday's papers recounted his life with admiration.However, the reason for his quenching death was not disclosed.

Tommy's prediction of the situation was correct.This is a one-man show, the tree falls and the monkeys scatter.After Kramenin left the UK in his haste to return to Russia on Sunday morning, several other team members panicked and fled Astley Priors, leaving behind many documents.These documents gave away their secrets unreservedly and mercilessly.After the government had these evidences, they recovered from the dead man a small brown diary, which was filled with the whole process of the conspiracy.An emergency government meeting was called, and labor leaders, embarrassed to realize that they had been being taken advantage of, unconditionally accepted some concessions from the government. After all, what everyone wanted was peace, not war.

However, the cabinet knew how lucky they were to have escaped this colossal disaster.Mr. Carter was still haunted by the events of the previous evening in the house in Soho. He went through the filthy room, and there he saw his old friend, the great man who had died there.From the wallet of the deceased, he found the draft agreement accompanied by blood and death.There, in front of the other three people, this document was burned.England is saved! Now, on the evening of the thirtieth, in the saloon of the Savoy Hotel, Mr. Julius Hersheimmer was waiting for his guests. Mr. Carter was the first to arrive, and with him was an older gentleman with a surly appearance.Tommy blushed up to his ears when he saw him.

"Haha..." The old man looked at him obsessively, "So, you are my nephew. Although you don't look very good, you really do a good job. Anyway, your mother must be well-educated .All the past, let us forget about it, shall we? You are my heir now, and in the future, I will propose a stipend to you. You can make Chalmers Gardens your own home." "Thank you, sir, for your generosity." "Where is that young lady with a legendary life?" Tommy introduced Tuppence. "Ha!" said Sir William, looking her over with his eyes. "Girls are very different now than they were in our day."

"Maybe it's a different dress, but the essence is the same," Tuppence said. "Perhaps so! There were naughty girls, and there are!" "That's true," said Tuppence. "I'm a repulsive naughty girl." "I believe you." The old man laughed softly.He twisted her ear and was in a great mood.Most of the young women were afraid of the old man, they called him "Old Bear".Tuppence's vivacious personality cheers up the old misogynist. So, although the timid councilor always felt dazed about being in this group of people, he also began to be happy that he had such an outstanding daughter.But he still couldn't help looking at her with nervous and worried eyes.Tuppence did very well indeed.She tried her best not to raise her legs, spoke cautiously, and insisted on not smoking.

The next guest was Dr. Hall, followed by the Ambassador of the United States. "We'd better sit down." Julius introduced the guests one by one. "Tuppence, you—" He waved his finger to the seat that symbolized honor and status. Tuppence shook her head. "That should be Jane's position. Thinking of how she has persisted for so many years, she should be the queen tonight." Julius casts Jane an admiring glance.She walked shyly towards her assigned seat, so graceful and beautiful.The beauty of Jiaoyan is simply incomparable. Tuppence took pains to dress her up.This dress, provided by a famous fashion designer, was named "Sidan".Composed of three colors gold, red and brown.The elegant clothes set off the girl's unreasonable neck.

Thick blond hair crowned her lovely head like a crown of gold.Under everyone's admiring eyes, she sat down. Soon, the dinner reached its climax, and everyone unanimously asked Tommy to tell everyone about the whole incident. "Damn, you're so tight-lipped," cried Julius. "You told me you went to Argentina—though I guess you had your reasons. The idea of ​​you and Tuppence making me dress up as Mr. Brown makes me happy as hell." .” "The idea wasn't theirs," said Mr. Carter in a low voice. "This scheme of luring the enemy into the depths was inspired by a past master. A short commentary in a New York paper reminded him of the scheme. He As a result, a net of sky and earth was laid, and you almost crashed into this net and died." "I never liked him," said Julius. "From the first I felt that there was something wrong with him, and I suspected that Mrs. Vandermeyer was being silenced by his rhetoric. After he met, Tommy's death sentence was connected, and I suddenly realized that, in fact, he is the so-called good man." "I never doubted it," said Tuppence ruefully. "I always thought I was smarter than Tommy, but he's definitely a lot smarter than me." Julius agreed. "Tommy is definitely the central figure we're looking for in this case, we can't let him sit there without saying a word, let him do the talking." "Yes!" "There's really nothing to talk about." Tommy looked embarrassed and uncomfortable. "Until I found Annette's picture and realized she was Jane Finn, I was a fool, a complete fool. Later, I recalled how she insisted on saying the name 'Margaret', and remembered those drawing, so I went over the whole thing carefully to make sure I didn't do anything stupid. That's it." "Go on," Mr. Carter urged him.He found that Chang Mi wanted to avoid it with silence again. "Julius told me about Mrs. Vandermeyer. It has always puzzled me. On the surface, it seems that he or Sir James is playing tricks. But who is it? Later I found photographs and Knowing that Inspector Brown got the picture from him, I began to suspect Julius. However, I remembered that it was Sir James who discovered the fake Jane Finn. I can't judge, and I am determined not to take any risks. I assume Julius is Mr. Brown. I left him a note telling him I had gone to Argentina; meanwhile, I left Sir James's letter and an offer of employment beside my desk, so that he would understand that it was a pure trick.Next, I wrote to Mr. Carter and telephoned Sir James.Anyway, treating him as a close friend is the best way for me to understand the truth. So, I told him everything I knew, with the only reservation that I didn't reveal where the documents were hidden.His helpfulness in tracking down Tuppence and Annette almost dispelled my suspicions.Between the two of them, I have always held nothing back.So I got a note forging Tuppence's signature.At this moment, I suddenly realized that everything was the truth. " "How do you know the signature is forged?" Tommy took the note out of his pocket and passed it around. "It does look like her handwriting, but from the signature, I know this note wasn't written by her. Because she never spells her name 'Twopence'. People who haven't seen her signature won't know that little bit. Julius had seen it—he had shown me her note—but Sir James had never seen it.Things will go much smoother in the future.I sent Albert quickly to Mr. Carter, and pretended to leave, only to return hastily.After spotting Julius pissed off in the car, I realized this wasn't what Mr. Brown had planned and sensed that there might be trouble.Mr. Carter would not have believed me, unless Sir James had been discovered on the scene. " "I didn't believe you then," put in Mr. Carter regretfully. "That's why I sent the girls to Sir James. I'm sure they'll be at the house in Soho sooner or later. I threatened Julius at gunpoint, and I wanted Tuppence to tell Sir James what he saw; so , he would not bother us. After the girls were gone, I asked Julius to drive quickly to London. On the way, I told him the whole incident. It took us a long time to get to Soho. We Meeting Mr. Carter outside the house, and when everything was settled, we ducked into the alcove behind the curtains inside the house. The police had been ordered to say that no one entered the house if anyone was found. That's the whole process." Tommy stopped talking abruptly. There was a brief silence in the room. Julius said suddenly, "By the way, you've got that picture of Jane all wrong. It was taken from me, and I've got it back." "Where?" asked Tuppence aloud. "In the little safe on the wall of Mrs. Vandermeyer's bedroom." "I knew what you found," said Tuppence reproachfully. "To tell you the truth, that's when I began to suspect you. Why didn't you tell everyone?" "I'm also suspicious. The photo was taken once, and I want the photographer to develop some more. Before that, I don't want to reveal this secret." "We've all kept something," Tuppence mused. "I think it's the work of espionage that's made us all that way." For a moment, everyone had nothing to say.Mr. Carter molded a battered brown book out of his pocket. "Beresford said just now that I would not believe Sir James Peel Edgerton guilty unless he was caught at the scene. Indeed, I did not believe it until I read the record in this little book. An embarrassing fact. This book will be handed over to Scotland Yard and will never be made public.Because of James' longstanding influence in the judiciary, here's something that will turn people off.Since you are all insiders, let me read a few paragraphs to you.It will help you understand the strange mind of this strange man. " He flipped through the thin book. "I know that it is unwise to keep this notebook, which is a record of all my activities. But I have never been afraid of adventure, and I am eager to confess myself... This notebook can only be found from my dead body..." Long ago I realized that I had a rare ability that only a fool would underestimate.My intellect is superhuman, and I believe I am success personified.My only regret is my appearance, which is too inconspicuous, looks humble, wretched—it's indescribable..."... As a child, I sat in on a famous murder trial. I was overwhelmed by the eloquence of the defense lawyer.For the first time, a longing haunted me, and I decided to use my talents in this particular profession... And so, I began to study criminals on the bench.The man was a complete idiot, an unbelievable, unbelievable idiot.Not even the eloquence of a lawyer could save him...I despise him terribly...I feel that the criminal is too low a class, one of the most worthless, losers, scum of society in civilized society.These people were inexplicably drawn into the whirlpool of crime.It's strange why no sensible person is aware of this particular opportunity? ... I play with this thought ... what a magnificent field ... what a vast and infinite prospect: the thought makes me dizzy ... "... I read a lot of recognized books on crime and criminals. They It further confirmed my idea that decline, depravity, and the various ills of our social system make it difficult for far-sighted people to seize this opportunity. So, I thought, if my ambitions are realized, I can get the bar and get on the top of my career. Summit, so what? Or, if I enter politics, even if I become Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, so what? I am nothing more than a puppet, hindered by colleagues everywhere, and fettered by the democratic system in everything. No! I dream The power is absolute, a dictator! A dictator! This kind of power can only be obtained outside the law. I must take advantage of the weakness of human nature, take advantage of the weakness of the nation, organize and control a huge organization, and finally overthrow the current system and Reign! These thoughts make me giddy and thrilled..."...I understand that I have to live a double life.People like me are vulnerable to public attention.I had to have a successful career so that my real activities could be hidden...and at the same time I had to exercise my personality.Our school's Second Class Jazz molds itself in the look of famous figures.I copy their idiosyncrasies, their charms.If I were to be an actor, I would be the greatest of all time - no disguise, no paint, no fake beard!personality!I wear it like a glove.Once I took it off, I was the real me again, humble and unobtrusive, a human being exactly like everyone else, and I called myself Mr. Brown.Lots and lots of men named Brown - lots and lots of men who look like me"...in this game of doubles, double images, I've been successful. Will succeed, it is impossible for a man like me to fail..."...I have been reading about Napoleon, I have a lot in common with him..."...I have often defended criminals. One should take care of oneself The same kind..."... I was also afraid once or twice like this.The first time was in Italy, at a dinner where Professor D - a great psychiatrist - was there.Somehow, the conversation turned to psychosis.He said: 'Many people are mentally ill, but no one knows it, not even themselves. ' When he said this, he looked at me with very strange eyes, which made me very uncomfortable. I don't know why he is like this... "... this war disturbs me, and I think it is the war that has shaped my life. The plan. The Reichstag is capable and their spy agency is excellent. The streets are full of boys in khaki uniforms, full of young fools...Of course I didn't know that they...won the war... This thing bothers me too...my plan is going very well...there is a girl who bumps in...I don't think she knows anything...but, we have to give up Ethonia...there won't be Take a risk..."...everything is going well.Losing memory is annoying.This can't be a scam, no girl can fool me! ... "...the twenty-ninth... is coming soon..." Mr. Carter paused. "I don't read the details of the coup plot any more. But here are two little incidents that concern the three of you. They are very interesting in the light of what happened. "...After inducing this girl to follow me voluntarily, I have successfully dispelled her suspicions. However, her keen intuition flashes from time to time makes me very uneasy, which is dangerous...It must be let She goes... I don't associate with that American. He suspects me and doesn't like me. But he can't know. I believe the armor of my disguise is indestructible...sometimes I fear that I underestimate the boy.He's not smart, but it's hard to hide the truth from him..." Mr. Carter closed his book. "A great man," said he, "a genius, or a madman, who can tell?" Everyone was silent. Mr. Carter stood up. "Come on, here's a toast. The partnership's own success speaks for itself!" Everyone was intoxicated in the cheers. Mr. Carter went on: "We all want to know more." He looked at the American ambassador and said: "I know, and I speak your mind too. Let us ask Miss Jane Finn to tell you that those Miss Tuppences Already heard the story. But first, let's drink to her health, to the health of one of America's bravest heroes of the banner. Two great nations will forever be grateful to her. "