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Catching this answer, Pao-yü wheeled round and came at once with her to the Hsiao Hsiang Lodge. Here not only did he find Pao-ch'ai and her cousin, but Hsing Chou-yen as well. The quartet was seated in a circle on the warming-frame; carrying on a friendly chat on everyday domestic matters; while Tzu Chüan was sitting in the winter apartment, working at some needlework by the side of the window.

"Well, captain," said the doctor, "we are in the famous strait at last."

And, turning toward Manoel, "Heaven help us!" he said to him; "we shall see if truth will come down to the earth from Above."

"I'm an old woman!" lady Chia remonstrated. "Am I not aged enough to be a mother to that fellow? and am I, pray, to still stand on any ceremonies with him? There's no need to drop the curtain; I'll see him as I am, and have done."

But to forget gold, silver, ill succeed!

Chia Jui had in the first instance, frozen the whole night, and, in the next place, came in for a flogging. With a stomach, besides, gnawed by the pangs of hunger, he had to kneel in a place exposed to drafts reading the while literary compositions, so that the hardships he had to endure were of manifold kinds.

My mania for these flowers is just as keen as was that of the squire, who once lived in Ch'ang An.

"Was he to understand that she went of her own will before the bench of magistrates at Carlisle, with the view of enabling the police to capture certain persons for stealing certain jewels, while she knew that the jewels were actually in her own possession?"

"Oh, I should like them all to win!"

"I'll bear it in mind," he said. "Of course it isn't very pleasant."

"Child," said she, drawing near to and leaning over Lady Isabel, "had I anything to do with sending you from East Lynne?"

"But the Corn–Law League says your bread will not be cheap," said Melchior Neuchatel.

"Unless you forbid the banns," said Diana.

"Why did you decline to receive Richard Hare into the cottage, after appointing him to come?"

Turning round towards Chia Jung: "Mind," he said, "that you observe whether your grandfather be agreeable or not, before you set to work and pay your obeisance! 'My father,' tell him, 'has complied with your directions, venerable senior, and not presumed to come over; but he has at home ushered the whole company of the members of the family (into your apartments), where they all paid their homage facing the side of honour.'"

Tai-yü was assenting to every bit of advice as it was uttered, when unexpectedly she beheld a waiting-maid walk in. "Her venerable ladyship over there," she said, "has sent word about the evening meal."

"What shall we do, then?" said the doctor.

And dead their lord, another they pursue.

Whatever might be the reason, the family now knew everything, and that from the lips of Joam Dacosta himself. They knew that Torres had declared that the proof of the innocence of the convict of Tijuco actually existed; that the document had been written by the very hand of the author of the attack; that the criminal, seized by remorse at the moment of his death, had intrusted it to his companion, Torres; and that he, instead of fulfilling the wishes of the dying man, had made the handing over of the document an excuse for extortion. But they knew also that Torrres had just been killed, and that his body was engulfed in the waters of the Amazon, and that he died without even mentioning the name of the guilty man.

"You will be so tired, Richard."

Pao-yü had not, from his very birth, experienced such anguish. From the outset, he found the pain unbearable; yet he could shout and weep as boisterously as ever he pleased; but so weak subsequently did his breath, little by little, become, so hoarse his voice, and so choked his throat that he could not bring out any sound.

Therewith I half rose up; but as I did so the will to depart left me as though I had never had it, and I sat down again, and heard the voice of John Ball, at first as one speaking from far away, but little by little growing nearer and more familiar to me, and as if once more it were coming from the man himself whom I had got to know.

"I don't mind if I do have it now. It will be a fine moonlight night and I am going with Pinner as far as Beauchamp's to smoke a pipe. Order it in, Barbara."

It was the day after this, that Myra being in the music room and alone, Lord Roehampton opened the door, looked in, and then said, "Where is Miss Neuchatel?"

"Mamma, I want to go where the other children are going. Susan's gone to her supper. You take me."

Goody Liu had taken plenty of wine; she could not too touch yellow wine; she had, what is more, drunk and eaten so many fat things that in the thirst, which supervened, she had emptied several cups of tea; the result was that she unavoidably got looseness of the bowels. She therefore squatted for ever so long before she felt any relief. But on her exit from the private chamber, the wind blew the wine to her head. Besides, being a woman well up in years, she felt, upon suddenly rising from a long squatting position, her eyes grow so dim and her head so giddy that she could not make out the way. She gazed on all four quarters, but the whole place being covered with trees, rockeries, towers, terraces, and houses, she was quite at a loss how to determine her whereabouts, and where each road led to. She had no alternative but to follow a stone road, and to toddle on her way with leisurely step. But when she drew near a building, she could not make out where the door could be. After searching and searching, she accidentally caught sight of a bamboo fence. "Here's another trellis with flat bean plants creeping on it!" Goody Liu communed within herself. While giving way to reflection, she skirted the flower-laden hedge, and discovering a moonlike, cavelike, entrance, she stepped in. Here she discerned, stretching before her eyes a sheet of water, forming a pond, which measured no more than seven or eight feet in breadth. Its banks were paved with slabs of stone. Its jadelike waves flowed in a limpid stream towards the opposite direction. At the upper end, figured a slab of white marble, laid horizontally over the surface. Goody Liu wended her steps over the slab and followed the raised stone-road; then turning two bends, in the lake, an entrance into a house struck her gaze. Forthwith, she crossed the doorway, but her eyes were soon attracted by a young girl, who advanced to greet her with a smile playing upon her lips.

A family of the name of Carew had been about taking East Lynne; they wished to rent it, furnished, for three years. Upon some of the minor arrangements they and Mr. Carlyle were opposed, but the latter declined to give way. During his absence at Castle Marling, news had arrived from them—they had acceded to all his terms, and would enter upon East Lynne as soon as it was convenient. Miss Carlyle was full of congratulations; it was off their hands, she said; but the fist letter Mr. Carlyle wrote was—to decline them. He did not tell this to Miss Carlyle. The final touches to the house were given, preparatory to the reception of its inhabitants, and three maids and two men servants hired and sent there, upon board wages, until the family should arrive.

"It would have been better to have undeceived me then; to have told me that the hopes I was cherishing for the sake of the unborn child were worse than vain."

"What an idea!" exclaimed lady Feng. "Were he even No Cha himself, I'd like to see him; so don't talk trash; if, after all, you don't bring him round at once, I'll give you a good slap on the mouth."

Benito, hurrying on, soon disappeared behind one of the sandy knolls.

"Do you know me?" I asked, with hot color in my face, and my eyes, I dare say, glistening. "Are you sure that you know me? And then please to tell me how."

Hearing this, Madame Wang surrendered the decanter to lady Feng and returned to her seat.

"Liverpool.

"On the contrary, I think it will be very amusing. Only do not put me between two of your colleagues. Anybody amuses me for once. A new acquaintance is like a new book. I prefer it, even if bad, to a classic."

"Quite true," was her reply.

"How long ago did you leave your fazenda?"

"Because whales are always found in great quantities in green water."

The surname of this Hsiao Hung had, in fact, been originally Lin, while her infant name had been Hung Yü; but as the word Yü improperly corresponded with the names of Pao-yü and Tai-yü, she was, in due course, simply called Hsiao Hung. She was indeed an hereditary servant of the mansion; and her father had latterly taken over the charge of all matters connected with the farms and farmhouses in every locality. This Hung-yü came, at the age of sixteen, into the mansion, to enter into service, and was attached to the Hung Yuan, where in point of fact she found both a quiet and pleasant home; and when contrary to all expectation, the young ladies as well as Pao-yü, were subsequently permitted to move their quarters into the garden of Broad Vista, it so happened that this place was, moreover, fixed upon by Pao-yü. This Hsiao Hung was, it is true, a girl without any experience, but as she could, to a certain degree, boast of a pretty face, and as, in her own heart, she recklessly fostered the idea of exalting herself to a higher standard, she was ever ready to thrust herself in Pao-yü's way, with a view to showing herself off. But attached to Pao-yü's personal service were a lot of servants, all of whom were glib and specious, so that how could she ever find an opportunity of thrusting herself forward? But contrary to her anticipations, there turned up, eventually on this day, some faint glimmer of hope, but as she again came in for a spell of spiteful abuse from Ch'iu Wen and her companion, her expectations were soon considerably frustrated, and she was just plunged in a melancholy mood, when suddenly she heard the old nurse begin the conversation about Chia Yün, which unconsciously so affected her heart that she hastily returned, quite disconsolate, into her room, and lay herself down on her bed, giving herself quietly to reflection. But while she was racking and torturing her brain and at a moment when she was at a loss what decision to grasp, her ear unexpectedly caught, emanating from outside the window, a faint voice say: "Hsiao Hung, I've picked up your pocket handkerchief in here!" and as soon as Hsiao Hung heard these words, she walked out with hurried step and found that it was no one else than Chia Yün in person; and as Hsiao Hung unwillingly felt her powdered face suffused with brushes: "Where did you pick it up, Mr. Secundus?" she asked.

The withdrawal of a female influence, so potent on his life as that of his sister, was itself a great event. There had been between them from the cradle, which, it may be said, they had shared, a strong and perfect sympathy. They had experienced together vast and strange vicissitudes of life. Though much separated in his early youth, there had still been a constant interchange of thought and feeling between them. For the last twelve years or so, ever since Myra had become acquainted with the Neuchatel family, they may be said never to have separated—at least they had maintained a constant communication, and generally a personal one. She had in a great degree moulded his life. Her unfaltering, though often unseen, influence had created his advancement. Her will was more powerful than his. He was more prudent and plastic. He felt this keenly. He was conscious that, left to himself, he would probably have achieved much less. He remembered her words when they parted for the first time at Hurstley, "Women will be your best friends in life." And that brought his thoughts to the only subject on which they had ever differed—her wished-for union between himself and Adriana. He felt he had crossed her there—that he had prevented the fulfilment of her deeply-matured plans. Perhaps, had that marriage taken place, she would never have quitted England. Perhaps; but was that desirable? Was it not fitter that so lofty a spirit should find a seat as exalted as her capacity? Myra was a sovereign! In this age of strange events, not the least strange. No petty cares and griefs must obtrude themselves in such majestic associations. And yet the days at Hainault were very happy, and the bright visits to Gaydene, and her own pleasant though stately home. His heart was agitated, and his eyes were often moistened with emotion. He seemed to think that all the thrones of Christendom could be no compensation for the loss of this beloved genius of his life, whom he might never see again. Sometimes, when he paid his daily visit to Berengaria, she who knew him by heart, who studied every expression of his countenance and every tone of his voice, would say to him, after a few minutes of desultory and feeble conversation, "You are thinking of your sister, Endymion?"

"The flower dropped and a huge melon formed;"

After hearing her out, the whole party heaved a sigh. "Who could ever be," they exclaimed, "so intuitively wise as you, to show, above, such regard for Madame Wang, and below, such consideration for her subordinates?"

As he said these words, he moved onwards. The whole party waited till he had gone by, before they separated, each one to go his own way.

"Since you're anxious to learn how to versify," Tai-yü answered with a smile, "you'd better acknowledge me as your tutor; for though I'm not a good hand at poetry, yet I know, after all, enough to be able to teach you."

"I will be with you as much as ever I can, my dearest," he whispered. "Come and walk with me through the park."

"There was nothing much," Pao-yü explained, "he simply feared that I would, when I get into the garden, be up to mischief, and he gave me all sorts of advice;" and, as while he explained matters, they came into the presence of lady Chia, he gave her a clear account, from first to last, of what had transpired. But when he saw that Lin Tai-yü was at the moment in the room, Pao-yü speedily inquired of her: "Which place do you think best to live in?"

"I wish you may get it," cried Mr. Bethel. "The reminiscence is not attractive."

   龙口区，顾家。

    顾同山的老婆坐在沙发上，语气颤抖地抓着儿子的手腕问道："余……余家的人找你干什么啊？"

    "我也不知道呢。"顾佰顺摇头回道："不过你放心妈，徐虎都死了，他们不会把我怎么样的。"

    "我就是怕徐虎死了，有人坐不住，想收拾咱们娘俩啊！"顾同山的老婆担忧地说道："徐虎虽然贪，但总归还是念着点和你爸的情谊。他活着，不会把事情做得太绝的。可工会的那帮人可不一样啊，他们吃人不吐骨头的，那些老头子，早都眼馋咱家的家产了！"

    "妈，您甭担心，不管怎么样，我也不会让他们伤害你的。"顾佰顺轻声安抚道："大不了，我们就把爸攒的那些钱交出去呗，钱都给了，就不会要命了。"

    顾同山老婆低着头，流着眼泪呢喃道："……妈也没能力，也护不住这点家业。唉，本想靠着这点钱，让你做点买卖，早日娶妻生子，过上好日子……。"

    "妈，您千万别这么说，您把我养大了，给我好的教育，就已经是尽到父母的责任了。"顾佰顺再次安抚道："您千万别多想，别着急，别上火，日子怎么都是过的……。"

    空旷的室内，顾佰顺安抚了好一会母亲后，才转身离开家门。

    ……

    一个半小时后。

    苏天御喝着灌装的咖啡，强打着精神坐在车里，静静等待着。

    "吱嘎！"

    一台普通小轿车停在了路边，顾佰顺推门走了下来，面色忐忑地扫了一眼苏天御这边，才步伐略带犹豫地走了过来。

    苏天御坐在车内，冲他指了指副驾驶的位置，顾佰顺停顿一下，拽门上了车。

    "您……您好，您就是苏先生吧？"顾佰顺结巴地问了一句。

    苏天御扫了对方一眼："对，是魏相佐让我找你的。"

    "哦，有什么事吗？"顾佰顺眨眼问道。

    苏天御在昏暗的光线下打量着顾佰顺，发现这个人坐着的时候都夹着双腿，脸色煞白，瞧着非常不安，看样也是硬着头皮才来的。

    "魏相佐让我告诉你，你爸的死跟他没关系，跟余家更没有一毛钱关系。"苏天御低声回道："徐虎在利用你们，因为没有你们的支持，他就拿不稳闸南一把的权力。程刚之前那样说，也是跟徐虎商量好的，这也是为啥魏相佐要弄死他的原因。"

    顾佰顺咽了口唾沫，立即点头回道："我家里人都清楚，这就是徐虎搞得鬼，他和我爸因为金砖的买卖，早都不合了，他也早都想上位，只是一直没机会。"

    苏天御一看顾佰顺聊得挺上道，心里也轻松了几分："你们有自己的判断就行。"

    "嗯。"顾佰顺稍稍停顿一下，又主动说道："你跟魏哥说，我们家里人都信他。他这些年在闸南的名声，我还是听说过的。"

    苏天御点头："徐虎没了，但长老会的人还在，这段时间魏相佐会没有自由，他怕你们在外面出事。"

    顾佰顺听到这话，立即补充道："肯定会出事，很多人觊觎我家的财产，尤其是长老会那帮人。你想啊，利用我们的徐虎没了，魏哥也出事了，外面没人帮我们，他们肯定会坐不住的。"

    "我要跟你谈的就是这个事。"苏天御顺着对方的话茬回道："老魏惦记你们，他让我告诉你，不管他在不在外面，都不会让人动你们娘俩的，你们放心就好了。"

    "好，好！"顾佰顺点头。

    "他不在的期间，你有事给我打电话就行。"苏天御立即回道："我们能帮的，一定会帮。"

    "谢谢你们。"

    "但是，"苏天御也没有跟顾佰顺绕弯子，而是很直接地说道："我们和老魏本身也是合作关系，我们出力了，那你们也得明白事。"

    "你说，你说！"顾佰顺回。

    "要支持老魏当闸南一把，你们要说话，明白我意思吗？"苏天御看着对方问道。

    顾佰顺立即顿悟，连连点头地回道："明白，我会跟总协会那边明说，我爸一直想让魏哥当帮带，进总协会。"

    苏天御瞧着对方："咱们现在都不容易，得抱团取暖，不然只能让长老会那边的人钻空子。"

    顾佰顺以为苏天御不信任自己，所以立马赌咒发誓地回道："苏先生，我冲灯起誓，我肯定支持魏哥当闸南一把！如果撒谎，灯灭我就灭！"

    苏天御看着对方激动的样子，略有些无语地回道："不……不用整这个，我就是把该说的话，都说了而已。"

    "我肯定支持魏哥，我相信他的人品。"顾佰顺再次补充了一句。

    "好，那就这样，咱们有事电话沟通。"苏天御伸出了手掌。

    "麻烦你了。"顾佰顺与苏天御握手："那我不耽误你的时间了，先走了。"

    "好！"

    二人沟通完毕，顾佰顺似乎终于松了口气，脸色红润地推门离去。

    苏天御坐在车内看着他的背影，若有所思。

    顾佰顺步伐很快地走到自己车旁边，伸手一拽车门，腰间藏着的一把水果刀，啪嗒一声掉在了地上。

    苏天御无语且惊愕地看着他，一时间不知所措。

    顾佰顺有些尴尬地将刀踢飞，逃跑似的坐上了车，扬长而去。

    过了一小会，孔正辉叼着烟上了汽车，轻声问道："你觉得这小子，能继承他爸的江山吗？"

    苏天御启动汽车，沉思半晌后回道："看不出来。"

    "卧槽，还有你看不出来的人？"孔正辉有点惊讶。

    "他的反应也没啥问题。"苏天御皱眉回道："如果这个人……不是个胆小的懦夫，那就是个城府很深的人。"

    "没有其他可能吗？"孔正辉问。

    "没有。"苏天御摇头。

    "玛德，得防着他点，毕竟他爸是死在咱们手上的。"孔正辉回了一句。

    苏天御没有回答这个问题，而是拿起电话，拨通了王道林的号码："喂，王叔，什么情况啊？"

    "玛德，老子肯定摁住他！"王道林此刻弯腰已经上了警务署的直升机："我现在出区。"

    "打蛇不死，反被蛇咬啊！"苏天御提醒了一句。