shadow of britain

Chapter 45 The Oxford Gentleman
In the lecture hall of Gresham College, Arthur and Elder sat in the front seats.

Arthur's ears were full of voices, and his nose was filled with the smell of expensive perfume.

Women made up more than [-] percent of the packed hall.

Each of them is dressed gracefully and luxuriously.

The wide skirt is like a bell, and the petticoats are stacked like folds. Looking up from the fluffy cotton candy-like skirt, the waists of the ladies are slender under the constraints of the corset, as if It's a butterfly waving huge wings.

It’s not yet summer, but they seem to have made an appointment, and they have already changed into short sleeves. The fluffy sleeves, which are as gorgeous as flower buds, are blooming on their shoulders, and the many decorations on them can’t be called Arthur. come out.

In terms of neckline taste, ladies have different choices.

Young ladies prefer to open a lower neckline, and then put on a small translucent lace cloak—Mantle, from the gaps in the lace, you can see their looming snow-white skin and the horizon like the horizon in a landscape painting. Soft and slender collarbones.

As for the older ones, the choice is more conservative. Most of them choose to wear a ruff collar, which has been popular since the Renaissance, to cover other parts, and only highlight the beautiful and winding neck like a swan. The eyes of the ladies could not be seen under the wide brim of the hat, only the nose tip of the ladies stood up like a bamboo, and the corners of the mouth seemed to have a smile with a three-point charm.

The charm of young girls lies in their youthfulness and cuteness, and the calm and charming gestures of the wives are also unique.

Elder was almost dazzled. He excitedly tugged at Arthur's sleeve. Although he tried his best to lower his voice, he could still imagine the soaring hormones in this kid's body from his flushed cheeks and trembling voice. scene.

"Oh! Arthur! Look at that lady! Look at her, she is so charming! Oh, I dare not expect to be his lover, even if I am a puppy in her arms , I am willing to die."

"Hey! Arthur, look at that lady. Oh, my God! She flicked her skirt at me! My God, is she hinting at me?"

"Damn! I should have brought my sister here today, so that I can use her to strike up a conversation for me. She will definitely think that I am uneducated if I go up to greet you so rashly."

"Damn it, science is wonderful! God! Why didn't you let me know about this place sooner, if I had known, then I wouldn't have read the classics.

What Shelley and Byron, they are not shit!I have decided that from today on, Sir Isaac Newton is the only sun in my heart! "

The gentleman sitting next to Arthur frowned and glanced at Brother Elder Pig, then lowered his voice and spoke to Arthur.

"Mr. Police Officer, the lecture is about to start, can you please ask your friend to be quiet?"

Arthur calmly said: "No, sir, you misunderstood, I don't know him, I'm just like you, I just happened to sit with him. But don't worry, as soon as the lecture is over, I will immediately put this sabotage to the public. Ordered to Scotland Yard."

Hearing this, the gentleman smiled apologetically. He took off his hat and thanked, "It's really thanks to you."

"You're welcome."

Arthur glanced at Elder, who was aside, and explained to the gentleman: "You know, it is well known that people who graduate from Oxford University with a major in classics are always like him."

The gentleman was taken aback when he heard that: "Is this the case for Oxford graduates?"

When Elder heard the keyword Oxford, he couldn't help turning around and asking, "Oxford? What Oxford?"

Arthur winked at him and asked, "Sir, which university did you graduate from?"

Elder didn't react at first, until Arthur stomped on him.

He snorted out his nose, and loosened his collar with an air of air: "A genuine Oxford gentleman, he never shy away from his graduate school."

Arthur turned his head and said to the gentleman beside him, "Look, it's just like what I said."

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the gentleman sitting behind him also said: "That's right, just like what the police officer said, Oxford is like this."

"Where did you graduate from?"

"Me?" The gentleman in the back row patted his chest and said proudly, "Cambridge."

Elder on the side was about to answer the conversation, but before he could speak, he found that the originally noisy venue suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked up, and a middle-aged gentleman came to the podium at some point. He was wearing a bright red bow tie, a white shirt inside, and an old but neat dark black suit.

Under his command, the staff of the Royal Society are carrying the experimental equipment for the upcoming lecture.

In the quiet hall, someone shouted: "Mr. Faraday, I will always support you!"

When the gentleman on the stage heard this, he couldn't help but blushed and smiled shyly. He waved his hand kindly towards the audience.

It was fine if he didn't wave his hand. When Faraday waved his hand, there was thunderous applause and cheers in the hall.

Seeing this, Elder couldn't help sighing: "Oh my God! My cousin really didn't lie to me, Michael Faraday is indeed the most popular scientist in the Royal Society! Look at those ladies, they are all standing up for applause for his achievement."

Arthur stared at Faraday for a long time, then shook his head: "I think it may not only be a matter of scientific achievements, but even in terms of appearance and manners, he is enough to surpass most of the men present.

However, seeing him here really gave me a sense of fantasy. After all, the last time I saw him was in a textbook. "

Elder was surprised: "Does your history department still teach chemistry?"

Arthur shook his head: "I didn't learn it in college, it was in middle school."

Elder rubbed his head: "Is your Yorkshire secondary school education so up-to-date? Our secondary schools there still teach some knowledge of grammar and rhetoric. Arthur, no wonder you are so young. To be a police inspector, science is a good thing."

The red devil Agares squatted on the back of Arthur's chair, said with a smirk, "Arthur, do you envy this Faraday? Don't worry, as long as you listen to me, you can be like him in the future."

As soon as Agares finished speaking, Faraday stood on the podium.

He cleared his throat, and his not too loud but clear and magnetic voice sounded in the quiet hall, just like his research results.

"Gentlemen and ladies, good afternoon."

Just as Faraday finished speaking, another round of applause erupted from the audience.

Farah was the first to raise his hand, and the applause stopped immediately. He said with a smile: "I know, many of you may think that I still have to teach chemistry today. But unfortunately, today may disappoint you.

In fact, a few years ago, I was assigned by my mentor, Sir Humphrey Davy, to develop in the field of electricity.It's just that because of my stupid talent, I haven't achieved much in recent years, which makes me dare not appear on the podium as an electrical researcher.

However, starting today, all this is different.I am about to present to you for the first time my latest research results - the phenomenon of electromagnetic induction! "

(End of this chapter)