Chapter 10 chapter Ten

While Beatri was sitting in the church in Carlisle, gazing at the stone tablets that belonged to the Asybe family, Beau was standing in the small room in the Pink Square, wearing a new suit, feeling very upset. go to the ground. How did he come to be in this situation? What ideas has he been planning? How did he think he could get to this situation? How did he agree to let himself fall into this trap step by step? The clothes brought him back to reality, specifically exposed his wrongdoing, and made him deeply aware of his irrationality.It was indeed a fine suit, the one he had always dreamed of owning: the work of a famous English tailor.But at this moment, he was standing in front of the mirror, apart from the incomparable fear, he really had no mind to think or anything else.

He couldn't do that, really, he couldn't. He had to get out before it was too late. He was going to return the damned new suit to the tailor, and write a letter to the kind lady, and get out of the whole thing. "What?!" The inner voice protested: "Such a good fortune, such a unique opportunity, just let it go for nothing?" "Opportunity is a fart, it's a scam!" They will never go to him.If he pulled away and ran away, they would just breathe a sigh of relief, as if nothing had happened. "So much wealth to be left alone like this?" said the voice again.

"Yeah, I don't care about that wealth, who cares about that?" As long as they have his confession letter, they can be sure that they will not be disturbed by him again, and they can forget him.He was going to write to the lady and tell her that she was so kind that she was willing to kiss him before she was sure.He's going to confess to her, tell her he's sorry, and let the whole thing pass. "And let go of the opportunity to own a horse farm?" "Who cares about horse farms? There are not many good horses in this world anyway." "Who knows? You might catch a few good ones."

"Yeah, maybe one day." "Impossible." "shut up." He was going to write to Lodin and tell him that he no longer wanted to be involved in this illegal business. "Won't those hard-won news, knowledge and training be wasted?" "I shouldn't have known these things." "But you already know that. You've got to keep the beginning and the end. These things are worth a fortune. Don't waste them, really!" Lodin was coveting his possible share.Oh, how could he let himself be involved in this pawn plot, and become a tool in the hands of that guy in Lodin? Shame."

Early tomorrow morning, he will go to a travel agency to help him arrange to leave the country. "I thought you wanted to stay in England forever?" But if you don’t leave, you can’t stay away from this temptation! "What are you talking about? Temptation? You probably can’t let it go, right?" "He doesn’t have enough money to go back to the United States, but it’s still enough for him to leave here far away. Travel agency There would be many options for him. The world was vast, and there were many interesting things for him to discover. By the appointed Tuesday, he had left England, having nothing to do with it.

"Never got a chance to see the Reichett homestead?" One day, he can still find—"What did you say?" "I said: never get a chance to look at Reichett?" He tried to find an answer. "Is there nothing to say?" There must be an answer. "Money, good horses, a comfortable life, and a whole host of new things! Of course you might find them elsewhere, but if you miss Reichett, you've missed it all your life, and there's no chance of getting it back." "But what does Lychter have to do with me?" "What are you talking about? You obviously have the face of the Asyubie family, the body of the Asyubie's family, the smell of the Asyubie's family, and even the blood of the Asyubie's family. What kind of question are you asking?"

"I have no proof at all—" "Let me tell you, you really are bleeding from the Asybie family. Poor guy, you are from the Asybye family at all, stop pretending you don't care!" "I didn't say I don't care, of course I do." "But then you said, you're leaving the country tomorrow and don't care about Reichett? Never? The opportunity is right in front of you, think about it, you'll be able to see Reichett on Tuesday, you If you leave like this, you will never see it again." "But I'm not a crackpot! I can't do such a crime!"

"Can't do it? Didn't you pretend to be pretty the past few weeks? It seems that you like this stuff too. Remember, the first time you went to see old Mr. Sandow, didn't you just love the thrill of that tightrope walk? Didn't you love the other stuff too? Even sitting in front of scouts and being cross-examined His face remained unchanged.You like this stuff.You are just nervous right now.You actually wanted to see Recht as part of the Asyby family, you wanted horses, you wanted adventure, you wanted a comfortable life in England.Go to Lychter on Tuesday and it will all be yours. "

"But--" "Didn't you travel half the world just to get to Recht? Was it just a coincidence? No. It was meant to be.You were meant to have Rachelt.You are from the Asyubie family at all.I ran halfway around the world just to go to this place you have never heard of.This is your life.You are inseparable from the arrangement of fate..." Bolai slowly took off the new suit, hung it neatly on the hanger, then sat down on the edge of the bed, and buried his face in his hands. He sat there motionless until nightfall.