Sherlock Holmes Complete Works 1

Chapter 71 Adventure History 31
"In the mining industry, he was a poor man a few years ago. One day he dug a gold mine, invested and developed it, and thus achieved his career."

"Can you describe your impression of your wife's character?"

The lord stared at the fire and said, "You know, Mr. Holmes," my wife was twenty years old before her father's success.During this period, she was free in the mining town, just wandering around in the woods or mountains, so the education she received was only given by nature.It can be said that she belongs to the naughty category in the UK, her character is wild, rough, aggressive, and a little willful.She never obeys any rules, she is a bit impatient, she can make decisions easily, and she does things without scruples.On the other hand, had it not been for the fact that she is a noble woman," he coughed, "I would never have given her the title of nobility that I enjoy.I firmly believe that she cherishes her reputation and abhors all things that hurt it, even sometimes making necessary sacrifices. "

"Do you have a picture of her?"

"I have it with me." He opened the locket on the fob chain, and we saw the whole face of a very charming woman.Not a photograph, but an ivory miniature.Holmes gazed at the portrait for a long time, then closed the gold box, and returned it to his lord.

"So, after this lady came to London, did you get back together again?"

"You could say that. Her father took her to this end-of-the-year networking event in London, and I met her a few times and we finally decided to get married. Now, we're married."

"I heard she brought a lot of dowry?"

"The dowry is generous, similar to the usual habits of our family."

"Since the wedding has already been held, the dowry belongs to you?"

"I really didn't ask about it."

"It is quite natural. Did you see Miss Doran the day before the wedding?"

"I have seen."

"How do you feel, are you happy?"

"Very pleasant, she kept telling me what we should do in the future."

"Really! And on the morning of the wedding day?"

"She couldn't be happier, at least during the ceremony."

"Did you notice any change in her mood in the future?"

"Ah, to tell you the truth, I saw a small sign that I hadn't noticed before, that she was a little irritable. But it seems to me so trivial that it can't have anything to do with her disappearance."

"You'd better talk about it."

"Well, it's just childish. When we went to the baptistery of the church that morning, she dropped the bouquet. A little while later, a gentleman in the front row picked it up for her and handed it over. I saw The bouquet was still in good condition, but when I asked her about it, she was never very angry. She was still thinking about it in the carriage back, and seemed to be disturbed by it."

"Really? You mentioned a gentleman in the front row, so there was a crowd at the ceremony?"

"Yes, the church is open, you can't stop them from entering the church."

"Is this gentleman a friend of your wife? Perhaps you don't know him?"

"No. He's a very ordinary man, and I hardly noticed his face. But I think we've gotten far enough."

"Your lady ended the wedding far less cheerfully than she went. So, what did she do when you returned to the apartment of the bride's father?"

"I noticed she had a conversation with the maid."

"What's the maid's name? Who is she?"

"My name is Alice. I'm an American. I came with her from California."

"Is it a personal servant?"

"It may be a bit too much to say that! But in my opinion, the two of them, master and servant, are very casual and informal with each other."

"How long did she talk to Alice?"

"About a few minutes."

"Did you hear what they didn't say?"

"My wife used to say things like 'grabbing other people's land', she's always used to saying that kind of slang, I don't know what they mean."

"American slang is sometimes very intuitive and visual. What did your wife do after talking with the maid?"

"Go into the breakfast room."

"Did you accompany her in yourself?"

"She was alone. About ten minutes after eating, she said a few words of apology, and then left the room. The situation was like this, and I never saw her again."

"However, as far as I understand, the maid confirmed that the mistress, having returned to her room, put on a long coat and a bonnet, and went out."

"Indeed, she was later seen walking into Hyde Park with Flora Miller, the woman who is now being arrested. She had also had a dispute at Dolan's apartment that morning. .”

"Ah, yes. I want to know more about this young woman, and of course, your relationship."

Lord San Simeon shrugged and raised his eyebrows, "We have known each other for many years, and we can say that we have a close relationship. She used to be in Allegro. I am not mean to her, and she should not complain. But, Mr. Holmes, you also Know what a woman is. Flora is really cute, but also has a quick temper, and she has a crush on me. When she heard that I was going to get married, she once wrote and threatened me. To be honest, the reason why I secretly married , also in case of public embarrassment. But she came to the door of Dolan's apartment just as we were returning. She cursed my wife with vicious words, and even scolded me. Fortunately, I expected in advance that there might be When something like this happened, two plainclothes police officers were arranged in advance. They helped me drive her out, and at that time she realized that arguing was useless, so she quieted down."

"Has your wife heard these things?"

"No."

"And she was the one who walked with your wife afterwards?"

"Yes. That's why Sergeant Ray Mired of Scotland Yard took the matter very seriously. He speculated that Flora had tricked my wife out and set some kind of trap for her. .”

"Oh, this is indeed a conjecture that can be established."

"Do you think so too?"

"I didn't say that, but do you yourself think such a guess is possible?"

"I believe Flora is the one who can't hurt a fly."

"However, jealousy is so powerful that it can even change personality. Please tell me, what is your analysis of this case?"

"Oh, I've come here looking for answers, not to offer my own opinion. I've told you the whole truth. Since you asked me, I might as well tell you. It seems to me that it may be that marriage is not good for her. Stimulation and her reaction to her sudden elevated status caused her to be somewhat deranged."

"Simply put, is she insane?"

"Oh, I think so. I don't want to say she abandoned me, but she abandoned what a lot of women want and can't have."

"Of course, that is also an explanation." Mr. Holmes smiled. "Now, my lord, I think I have basically got all the material. Let me ask you one last question. You can see the sky outside the window while you are having breakfast. the situation?"

"We could see across the street, and the park."

"That's it, I don't think there is any need to delay you anymore, I will get in touch with you in the future."

"I hope you can solve this problem." Mr. Lord stood up.

"I've solved the problem."

"Really? What's going on?"

"I mean I've solved the case."

"So where is my wife?"

"I can tell you soon."

Lord San Simeon shook his head, "I don't understand, I'm afraid I need a brain smarter than mine." Saying that, he left.

"It is a great honor to have Lord St. Simon compare my head with his," said Holmes, smiling. "After asking for so long, I need a whiskey soda and a cigar. In fact, I have already reached the conclusion of this case before our client enters the door."

"Dude, you can do it!"

"I have several cases on the record, but none so clear. All my investigations will help confirm the speculation, and circumstantial evidence is very useful."

"But, I heard the same as you!"

"But what you're missing is the awareness of similar cases in the past, which is important. There was a similar case in Aberdeen a few years ago. There was a very similar case in Munich a year after the Franco-Prussian War. But... ...Hey, Raymond is here! Hello, Mr. Raymond!" The official detective was holding a black canvas bag in his hand, and sat down after a few greetings.

"What's the matter? Hmm?" asked Holmes. "You look very unhappy."

"Indeed. It's the case of Lord St. Simon's that I don't think I have a clue about."

"Really? That's astonishing."

"Who ever heard of such a messy case? I've been running about it all day and all night!"

"How are you so soaked?" asked Holmes.

"Yes, I fished in Lake Serpentine."

"My God, why?"

"Search there for the body of Lady St. Simon."

Holmes laughed.

"You didn't search the fountain in Tradelgar Square, too?" he asked.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"Because the possibility of finding the lady in these two places is equally high."

Remy Reid gave him a blank look, "You seem to know everything."

"Oh, I just found out what happened, but I've come to my conclusions."

"Well, does that mean Lake Serpentine has nothing to do with the case?"

"I don't think there's any relationship between the two."

"So, explain to me, what happened to these things we found in the lake?" He said, opening the bag and pouring out a pile of messy things.These items included: a moire silk wedding dress, a pair of white satin shoes, a bridal wreath and veil. "And," said he, setting a brand new wedding ring on the heap, "this is a puzzle for you to solve, Mr. Holmes."

"Oh, is it true?" said Holmes. "You found these things in Lake Serpentine?"

"No, a gardener found it floating by the lake. Since it's her clothes, the body must be nearby."

"From this, everyone's body will be found next to his wardrobe. What inference can you draw from this?"

"Evidence found in connection with Flora Miller's disappearance."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to do."

"At present, do you really think so?" Remired said angrily, "Mr. Holmes, I'm afraid your deductive method and reasoning are not very practical. In 2 minutes, you have made two mistakes. These clothes are indeed Involvement with Miss Flora Miller."

"What do you mean?" asked Holmes with disapproval.

There was a pocket on the suit, a card case in the pocket, and a note in the box. said Remy Reid, throwing the note on the table in front of Holmes. "Listen to me and see what's written." "

'When everything is arranged, you will see me and come right away.

F? H? G

"I have always believed that Mrs. St. Simon was lured out by Flora Miller. It is clear that she and her accomplices were responsible for the consequences of this disappearance. Here is the note signed with her initials, apparently It was slipped to the lady at the door, to lure her into their trap."

"Excellent, Raymond," said Holmes, laughing. "You are extraordinary. Let me see." He casually picked up the note, but his attention was quickly drawn to it. Yes, he said with satisfaction, "this is really important."

"Ha, you also found out that this is the case?"

"It's so important, congratulations."

Remy Reid stood up proudly, and looked down again. "What's wrong with this?" He yelled, "You've read it the wrong way!"

"Yes, this is the positive."

"What, are you crazy? This is the penciled note."

"Well, here's a hotel bill, which interests me very much."

"That's nothing, I've seen it." Remy Red said.

"October 10th, room 4 shillings, breakfast 8 shillings 2p, cocktail 6 shilling, dry rice 2 shillings 6p, wine 8p."

"I don't see what it can tell."

"You may not see anything, but it is very important, and the note may be important, that is, at least these initial signatures are important, so I have to congratulate you again."

"I have wasted far too much time with you," said Remy Read, standing up. "I do not believe that there is any use in inventing theories before the fire. I would rather do the hard work. Good-bye, Mr. Holmes, and see to the end." Who can finally reveal the truth of the case." He packed his clothes, stuffed them into his bag, and walked towards the door.

"To give you a hint, Raymond," said Holmes, before he went out, "I can tell you the real answer to the matter: Lady Saint-Simon is a mythic figure, and there never was such a people."

Remy Rhett glanced at Holmes, then turned to look at me, and left.

No sooner had he closed the door than Holmes stood up and put on his coat. "The fellow is right in saying that outdoor work is necessary to finally solve the case," he said. "So I think I must leave you for a while. Watson .”

(End of this chapter)