Chapter 20 twenty

But I didn't see Allgood again until years later.Newton, because when I got to Heilong Town, I saw Barton.A letter from Mrs. Trafford (she was careful to take my address down) telling me not to go up to her house as she had said, but to be in first class at Victoria Station at six o'clock in the afternoon. I met her in the waiting room of the bus, and she said she would tell me the reason for the change of location when we met.I got there as soon as I was free from hospital business on Monday, and after a short wait, I saw her come in.She walked towards me with brisk steps. Hey, did you find out what's going on?Let's find a quiet corner and sit down.

We searched for a while and found a place. I must first explain to you why I have invited you here, she said, Edward is staying with me now.At first he refused to come, but I persuaded him.But now he is nervous, short-tempered, and in poor health.I don't want to risk him seeing you. I told Mrs. Trafford the basic facts I had learned, and she listened attentively, nodding now and then.But I can't expect her to understand the noisy scene I saw in Heishan Town.The small town was furious over the incident.Nothing so shocking had happened there in years, and people talked about it all the time.Humpty Dumpty took a big somersault.George.Lord Kemp fled.About a week before he fled, he announced that he was going to London on business, and two days later filed his bankruptcy petition.It appears that his architectural ventures were unsuccessful.His plan to turn Heilong Town into a seaside tourist attraction did not receive everyone's response, so he had to find ways to raise funds.Various rumors were circulating in the town.Many of the less well-to-do people who entrusted their savings to George now face losing everything.The details of the matter are not clear, for neither my uncle nor aunt knew anything about business, and my knowledge in that field was too limited to understand what they told me.But I know George.Kemp's house was mortgaged and his furniture was listed for auction.His wife was left penniless.His two sons, aged twenty and twenty-one, both traded in coal, were also involved in the whole bankruptcy.George.Kemp took as much cash as he could get his hands on when he fled, about fifteen hundred pounds, I can imagine, though I can't imagine how anyone knew; a warrant for his arrest has been heard.Probably he has left England, some say he went to Australia, some say he went to Canada.

I want them to catch him, my uncle said, he should be sentenced to hard labor for life. Everyone in the town was very angry.They couldn't forgive him because he was always so loud and yelling, because he used to tease them, buy them drinks, give them garden parties, because he drove such a beautiful buggy and was so smart. He is wearing his brown felt hat on one side.But after church on Sunday evening, the rectory broke the worst news to my uncle in the vestry.He said that in the past two years, George.Kemp spends almost every week with Rosie.Driffield met at Haversham, and they spent the night in an inn.The innkeeper had also invested his money in one of Lord George's ventures, and did not tell the whole thing until he discovered that his money had been lost.Lord George could bear it if he cheated, but it would be too much for him to cheat this man who had helped him and was considered his best friend.

I think they ran away together.my uncle said. I'm not surprised.the parish commissioner said. After dinner, while the maids were clearing away the glasses, I went into the kitchen to chat with Marianne.She was also at church that night, so she heard the news too.I can't believe how many churchgoers were paying attention to my uncle's sermon that night. The pastor said they ran away together.I said.I never mentioned what I already knew. Hey, of course they ran off together.Marianne said he was the only one she really loved.All he had to do was snap his little finger, and she would leave anyone alone.

I lowered my eyes, feeling greatly humiliated; I was very annoyed with Rosie, and felt that she had treated me so badly. Presumably we'll never see her again.I said.When I said this, I suddenly felt a pang of bitterness. Probably won't see it.said Marianne cheerfully. I think Barton in this story.When Mrs. Trafford told her what she needed to know, she sighed, but whether it was satisfaction or sadness I don't know. Well, that's how Rosie ended up anyway.she says.She stood up and held out her hand to me.Why do literati and writers always end up in such unfortunate marriages?All miserable, very miserable.Thank you so much for all you do.Now we understand what we are facing.The most important thing is not to let this disturb Edward's work.

I think her words are a bit incoherent.In fact, I believe she didn't think of me at all.I walked her out of Victoria Station, put her in a stagecoach for Kings Road, Chelsea, and walked back to the apartment.