Chapter 27 Chapter Eleven

"Yes, brothers, yes, sisters, possession of wealth leads to extravagance, leading to the abyss of evil! In the world, although it cannot be said that this is the only source of all evil, it is also the main reason! The desire for money will only make Insanity, depravity of soul, violation of conventions, and eternal hatred! Imagine a society where there would be no poor and no rich! . . . Man would be free from misery, pain, strife, sorrow, destruction, Catastrophe, fear, sorrow, anxiety, woe, calamity, frustration, adversity, despair, sorrow, and bankruptcy!" The priest chattered on and on, showing off all his eloquence, listing a lot of synonyms, and finally managed to express all kinds of suffering.From the height of the lectern, he spoke to the audience, and probably could have a lot to say, but he had better stop talking at the right time to be interesting.

It was the night of June 25th in Trond Church Street.Part of the street has been demolished in order to widen the high street intersection.It was here that Father Tilkemeller of the Free Church of Scotland gave his long sermons, and the audience had grown weary of them.After hearing his speech, no one believed it, and the good men and women immediately threw all their money into Forth Bay.The bay flows across the northern coast of Midlothian, two nautical miles away, and the great northern town of Edinburgh belongs to and is the capital of the famous domain. Father Tilkemeler has been lecturing for an hour on this subject.It seems that the speaker tried his best to influence the faithful of the parish, and the listeners seemed not to be bothered.So how did the sermon end?So the preacher went on.

"Brothers and sisters, it is said in the Gospels that it is hard to be good. It is a profound adage, and those ignorant people always try to falsify its original meaning. Those poor-minded, those idiots always It is the love of money that is life, and only those who are high and refined abhor property—the root of all evil. Therefore, the Gospels admonish you to be light on money. If you are unfortunate, you are troubled by riches, if your coffers are full of money, if Gold is up for grabs, sisters..." Speaking of which, a powerful image sent shivers down the spine of the attentive female audience.

"...if diamonds and jewels hang like dirty blotches on your necks, on your arms, on your fingers; Say, you are unlucky. And I will add that your disease must be cured by decisive methods, even if it is iron or fire!" The audience became agitated, as if the surgeon's scalpel were cutting the wound the speaker had opened. But the cure he advocates is for poor people suffering from bloating and distressed by want of money; its peculiarity is to ask them to physically uproot the disease—in other words, to get rid of it. Annihilate them themselves.He does not say: Give their property to the poor!For those who have nothing, you give money!No, what he is preaching is the eradication of gold, the eradication of gems, the eradication of the title of owner, the eradication of industrial and commercial activities, complete eradication, even if it is burned or thrown into the sea.

To understand this uncompromising doctrine, it is necessary to know to what sect the fierce Tierkemeler belonged. Scotland is divided into 1000 dioceses.According to the needs of administrative affairs and liturgical activities, a considerable number of councils, synods, supreme religious courts, etc. were established.In addition, there are 150 churches, because in the United Kingdom, other religions are also allowed. These churches are all Catholic, Baptist (one of the Protestant), Bishop, Methodist...no matter what they are called, they are called Paganism.The denomination 20 years ago and the Presbyterian Church of Great Britain lacked the real spirit, but had the idea of ​​asking for advice.

Father Tilkemeler, however, was officially preaching on behalf of the most determined of these denominations.This sect is incompatible with the current customs and habits.Tilkemeler thought he was sent by God, who had gifted him with thunder and electricity, which could be used to bombard the rich, or at least destroy their wealth.Look, he's about to kill him! Temperamentally, he was a self-inspired pagan, severe with himself and with others.In terms of physique, he is about 50 years old, tall and slender, with a thin face, hairless and beardless, his eyes are like electricity, and he has a hypocritical face.Speak with the moving tone of a preacher.People around him said that he had the word of God.However, the eagerness and eagerness of those believers to listen to his preaching does not mean that he has added many good men and women who are ready to put his teachings into practice.Few, or none, are fully intent on destroying the wealth of the planet.

Tilkemeler spoke even more vigorously.A charged cloud gathers above the audience, and his eloquence produces a thunderous force.The priest became more and more eloquent as he spoke, his imagination was as exciting as lightning, and he listed a series of metaphors, similes, parallels and epigrams with incomparable courage.But when people bow their heads and listen, they don't feel the need to empty their pockets and pour money into the Firth of Forth. It was evident that the audience had not missed a word of the ecstatic priest's sermon.The reason why they fail to practice this teaching is not because they don't understand it.It should be noted, however, that there were five exceptions in the audience who did not know a word of the English language, so it was impossible for them to know what the priest was talking about.Those dreadful truths were pouring down from the heights of the dais, which a sixth man could have translated in perfect French for the five gentlemen.

Needless to say, these six were Antifel, Zambugo, notary Bob Omar, Sawuk, barge captain Gilda Tregoman, and young captain Juelle. On May 28, we bid farewell to them on the island in Malba Bay; on June 25, we met them again in Edinburgh. What happened during this time? Now briefly describe: Happened after the 2nd file, left Monkey Island immediately.A small boat was to be docked opposite the bivouac, and the Congolese crew signaled that they had to make use of this small boat.Master Antifel and his companions were returning along the coast, followed by a group of orangutans, roaring and throwing stones.

However, everyone returned to the camp without any harm.Savuk said something to Barroso, who understood—the plan fell through.You can't rob those who don't bring back the treasure! The boat dropped anchor in a small bay.It accommodated all the victims.They boarded the ship one after another.Since it was only a 6 nautical mile crossing, there wasn't much to see.Two hours later, the boat anchored on the shore of the small peninsula.The island extends all the way to the town of Mayumba.We gentlemen, despite our different nationalities, were warmly welcomed by a French company.Company personnel immediately found transportation for them to return to Luango.Being with a group of Europeans returning to the capital, they had nothing to fear on the road.But what an unbearable climate, what an unbearable heat!When he arrived, no matter what Joelle said to comfort him, the captain of the barge thought he had only a handful of bones left.Although this good man is a bit exaggerated, it is not impossible to say so.

By luck--there were very few occasions for Antiphere, he and his companions did not have to stay long in Luango.A Spanish steamer from São Paulo to Marseilles anchored here for two days.Because the machine needs minor repairs, it must be parked, only for 24 hours.The money was not lost when they died, and the space on the ship had already been booked.In short, on June 15th they finally left the coast of West Africa; there they found two expensive diamonds, a new document, and another deception.As for Barroso, Savuk promised to reward him with millions of francs; the Portuguese had to agree to this promise.

In spite of a thousand reasons for thinking that the expedition was fruitless, Jewell did not try to change his uncle's course.At this moment, the barge captain also changed his mind.The two diamonds worth 100,000 francs each on the No. 2 island aroused his thinking. "Since," he thought, "the Governor gave us these two diamonds, why shouldn't there be other jewels on the third isle?" When he told Jeweler this reasoning, he just shrugged: "Just wait and see! . . . just wait and see!" he repeated. Pierre's opinion is that since the third heir to the estate, the holder of the third island latitude, lives in Edinburgh, he should go to Edinburgh.Zambugo and Omar must not be allowed to arrive first.They already knew the longitude 15° 11' east, and this longitude was to be communicated to Herr Tilkemeler.Therefore, everyone can only follow each other closely, and go to the Scottish capital with the fastest means of transportation.The above-mentioned Tirkemeler will receive the whole party.Savuk doesn't want to act in groups, and he is not satisfied with visiting. He thinks that since he has got the secret, he can act alone, contact the person designated by the document, find out the location of the island, come first, and dig out Kamilk. treasure.However, he also felt that going out alone would arouse suspicion from others, and at the same time, he had already noticed that Jeweler was already watching him.Besides, they can only act together before sailing to Marseilles.In addition, since Antifel planned to take the trains from France and England, he took the shortest route to reach Edinburgh in the shortest time.Savuk didn't have any clever means to ensure that he would arrive first, so he had to endure.Once I explain the ins and outs of the matter to the priest, what failed in Luango and Muscat must succeed in Edinburgh! Portuguese ships never anchored in coastal ports, so sailed fairly quickly.Of course, it was not surprising that Bo Omar would relapse, seasick all day, and disembark at Joliet Pier like a lifeless baggage. Jewell wrote a long letter to his fiancée.He told her what had happened in Luango.He said, where does uncle want to throw them, isn't it inseparable from the wayward Governor Kamilk?A new expedition will begin again.It seemed to him that Maester Antifel was about to travel the world like a jewish tramp, and he would not rest until he went mad and was tied up.His brain has been stimulated enough by repeated failures, it has reached a dangerous level... It's all sad...their marriage is nowhere in sight again... As soon as Jean-Juel sent this sad letter, everyone took the express train from Marseilles to Paris.Then change to the express train from Paris, then take the ship from Cal to Dover, then take the train from Dover to London, and finally jump on the express from London to Edinburgh. The six seemed to be bound by the same chain, so that, on the night of June 25, they booked a room at the Imperial Hotel and set out to look for Herr Tilkemeler.Hey!Surprising!He's just a priest!His address was 17 North Bridge Street, and they found it easily.The man who disdained the riches of the earth is well known, and everyone knows it.They arrived at his apartment, but at the moment he was preaching in church.So they rushed to the church again. Maestro Antiphere and his party plan to join him after the sermon, accompany him home, and tell him about the recent situation...Damn it!People have brought him billions of dollars of wealth, so he won't be upset if his visit is untimely or disturbed! There is something really famous about it! What was the relation between Governor Carmilk and the Scotch priest?Antiphere's father saved the lives of the Egyptians... yes.The banker saved the Governor's fortune... yes.Then, under what strange circumstances, did a priest do his meager service for Governor Kamilk? ...Since the priest holds the latitude of isle No. 3, he must have done something to help ... "This time I have met a good man..." Maestro Antiphere kept repeating.Gilda Tregman thinks the same...maybe fantasy! But when we treasure hunters discovered that the person on the podium was under 50 years old, we had to find another explanation.In fact, Tirke Mele was no more than 25 years old when Muhammad Ali ordered the imprisonment of Governor Kamilq in Cairo Prison.It is difficult to imagine that he would have done anything for the governor.Was it the priest's father, grandfather, or uncle who worked for the Egyptian rich? However, it doesn't matter.The point is that, as the Mayomba Bay documents point out, the priest holds precious latitude.Before dark, its ins and outs will be clear. They arrived at the church, facing the pulpit.Antifel, Zambco, and Savuk stared at the devout preacher, and they didn't understand a word he said. Jewele understood, but couldn't believe his ears. And he went on talking, all the while exercising his eloquence on the same subject.He urged kings to throw royal money into the sea, queens to throw away the diamonds in their jewellery, and the rich to destroy their wealth.How can it be possible to talk a lot of stupid things with such a passion for persuading people? Jewell was dumbfounded, and he muttered: "There's trouble again! . . . My uncle was out of luck, no doubt . . . Indeed, our governor has made friends with such a demon-possessed man! . . . Ask such a die-hard clergyman for advice on finding treasure." !... If the treasure falls into his hands, he will be eager to destroy it!... Oops! Unforeseen obstacles, the expedition may be over. We will be rejected flatly and irrefutably. In this way, Father Tilkemeler will win the hearts of the people! However, it will really kill the uncle, his reason will not be able to withstand this blow! . . Desperate, desperate, to get the secret from this priest...Torture him...They'll do anything, look! I, let it be... Well, let the fellow keep his secret! I don’t know whether, as he preached, wealth of billions of dollars is not equal to happiness. Of course, my happiness will be postponed endlessly if I run around for wealth!...Since Tierke Meile will not show his latitude, we So I had no choice but to go back to France safely..." "When God gives a command, everyone should obey!" At this time, the preacher said. "That's my opinion, too," thought Jewell, "my uncle must obey!" The sermon continued, and Antiphere and the banker were visibly impatient.Savuk licked his mustache.As long as the notary is no longer on deck, he has nothing to worry about.Tregoman was stunned, shaking his head, listening with pricked ears, trying to catch a few words, but in vain. To be honest, everyone cast a questioning look at Jeweler, as if they were asking: "What the hell is this guy talking about, so crazy?" When people thought it was over, he started talking again. "Hey! Jewell, what is he talking about?" cried Antiphere impatiently, which caused a murmur from the audience. "Uncle, I'll tell you." "If he didn't doubt the news I brought him, this nagging guy would have jumped off the podium to receive us..." "Hey!--hey!" said Jeweler in a peculiar tone.Maester Antiphere frowned terribly. But there is an end to everything in the world—even the preaching of the Scottish Liberals.One felt that Father Tilkemeler was beginning to draw conclusions.His tone was more earnest, his two fingers pointed to the sky, his metaphors bolder, his accusations more aggressive, ready to give the last club and knife to the possessor of wealth, and ordered the money to be thrown into the fire, if the people would not After death, if you enter the fire pit in the underworld!Therefore, he used the orator's lofty gestures to imply that he was a well-known and well-known representative of the church: "In this place," he cried, "there used to be a public balance on which the ears of crooked notaries and other rogues were nailed, so that in the balance of the final judgment they were mercilessly weighed, and you If the gold is heavy, the scales will fall into hell!" It is rare for him to end his speech with such a gripping image! Father Tilkemeler made a farewell gesture, as if blessing the believers from the pulpit of a church.Then, he suddenly disappeared. Antifil, Zambugo, and Savuk had made up their minds to wait at the door of the church, stop him, talk to him, and ask him directly.Could it be that they have to wait until 7 to 8 o'clock the next day to talk again?Could it be that they couldn't bear it even one night out of curiosity? ……No!They can't wait to go to the middle porch, bumping among the faithful men and women.On such occasions, people would roll their eyes at the insolence. Tregoman, Jewell, and the notary followed, in proper manner.But it was all in vain, and Father Tilkemeler, trying to get away amidst the applause, went out by a side door. Pierre and his companion waited in vain on the steps of the gallery.The priest passed through the crowd without leaving a trace, like a fish in the water or a bird in the air. They all stood there, looking at each other, downcast and angry, as if the devil had snatched from their hands the long-awaited prey. "Okay! Go to 17 North Bridge Street!" Maester Antifelre exclaimed. "But, uncle..." "Before he sleeps," added the banker, "we shall wrest from him..." "But Mr Zambogo!" "Stop it, Jewell!" "No, uncle, I have something to tell you." "About what?" asked Maester Antiphere, furious. "About what Tilkemeler just preached." "How can that help us?" "Uncle, the relationship is too great." "Are you joking, Jewel?" "There is nothing more serious, and I would even say there is nothing more unfortunate for us!" "To me?" "Yes, listen!" In just a few words, Jeulele explained to everyone the thoughts of the priest and the arguments he insisted on in his long teachings.Judging from this, if he insists on his own opinion, the billions of dollars of wealth will soon sink into the abyss of the sea! The banker was downcast - and so was Savuk, though he pretended he didn't understand anything.Tregoman made a frustrated grimace.There is no doubt that they have all been hit with a sap. However, Maester Antiphere felt nothing, and said to his nephew in a sarcastic tone: "Fool... idiot... idiot... people preach this when they have nothing in their pockets and no money! . . . 30 million francs are sent to his house and see if the Abbe Tirkemel will Throw it in the water!" Obviously, this answer cannot be more profound in understanding people's hearts.In any case, we decided we couldn't let it go.However, after discussing, they still did not chase to the priest's apartment that night. The six gentlemen returned to the Imperial Hotel where they stayed in an orderly manner.