Chapter Twenty
"This...this is..." I hurriedly got up, but it was obvious that I could no longer hide the book.
I took these books secretly, without asking the Baron's permission beforehand.
The baron did not blame me, but took the book and said: ""The Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy"..., wow... do you understand? I really didn't expect..."
"No, no." I shook my hand quickly: "I don't understand... I just look at it."
The baron sat down on a sofa and smiled. He looked at me and said, "I didn't expect you to be interested in science."
God knows, I almost fall asleep as soon as I read these books.
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask me." said the baron, turning the pages of the book.
I was surprised, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable joy in my heart. I stood in front of him in a panic, stumbling, and replied: "Of course, if your lordship are willing to teach me, this is my great honor. I... I almost understand nothing. I can not follow the ..."
"Okay." The baron showed an expression of interest: "You can tell what you don't understand, we can discuss it, in fact, these books are very obscure, and I don't understand it either."
"I... I don't understand anything."
I felt my face burned up instantly, and nothing made me feel more embarrassed than acting stupidly in front of the baron.
"So, we can talk about the relationship between formal motion and force. According to Sir Newton's theory, we use mathematical formulas to classify motion forms, and then through multiplication,..."
"I...I don't know how to multiply..."
"..."
The baron was stunned for almost a minute, and then he laughed. He couldn't stop laughing. He took the thick book back into the bookcase and asked me: "Do you want to learn arithmetic first?"
"If you are willing to teach me." I said with a flushed face: "I'm so stupid... I'm really sorry."
"No..." The baron whispered something, but I didn't hear it clearly. He pulled out a booklet from the bookcase and then began to teach me the most basic arithmetic.
The baron's voice is very low, he speaks very detailed and interestingly and makes people's hearts gradually unwind with his voice.
From this day on, the Baron will spare a little time every day to teach me to learn. He is knowledgeable, elegant in conversation, and very patient in teaching. I was attracted by him without knowing it, and my eyes followed him all the time, an unknown sentiment flowed in my heart.
I started to work very hard, sometimes I would read books late into the night, just to get an encouraging look from him.
Later, he not only taught me mathematics but also introduced me to literary and musical masterpieces. The time we communicated with each other became longer and longer. Sometimes he was telling me about poetry or history all day long, and he even dealt with it every day. All of his official duties were left aside.
At the beginning of summer, I suddenly discovered that in the whole social season, the Baron had hardly gone out a few times, and he didn't meet the guests very much. He spent most of his time in the study, or more precisely with me. The time we spend alone is longer than any other time, and we stay together almost from morning till night.
The time flew so fast that it almost passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, I can't think of anything, my previous lives, or revenge. I just face the baron, listen to him tell me Gonzo, listen to him talk and laugh, I never knew, I could follow his thoughts so closely.
And all the reason is that I suddenly decided to understand his conversation with Miss Emily.
The social season is over, and before leaving the Capital, the baron once again attended the dinner of Earl Hallock.
Like the last time, Miss Emily stayed by the Baron, like all the young girls in love, she was reluctant and full of nostalgia:
"My lord, do you really want to leave? The Delman Manor tights your heart. Even the prosperity of the Capital can't let you stay for a few more days?"
"Oh, women are simple-minded." Earl Hallock laughed loudly: "Oscar is a busy man and we can't do anything without him. Next time we can go directly to his manor as a guest, don't be sad."
"Of course, my lord, I look forward to your and your daughter's visit." The baron leaned forward and said.
"Speaking of ..." The earl avoided his daughter and lowered his voice: "I am going to make an investment..."
Miss Emily saw that they had gone away, so she turned to me and said, "Are you the valet of Lord Oscar?"
I quickly bowed and said, "Your Honorable ladyship, I am Owen, Lord Baron's valet."
"Hello, Owen." Miss Emily smiled gently at me: "I know this is abrupt, but I have a private question that I want to ask you..."
"Please do ask me, I will do my best to answer."
"This makes me ashamed to speak, but Master Oscar... Does he... currently have intimate female friends?" Miss Emily said flushed.
"This... No, our Lord Baron doesn't have any intimate female friend." I replied.
"Really?" Miss Emily gave a pleasant smile: "Thank you, Mr. Owen, this answer makes me happy."
"You don't have to be polite..."
After the dinner that day, when I helped the baron change clothes, I hesitated to bring up the matter.
"Miss Emily asked me if Lord Baron has any close female friends, I answered without your lordship's permission..." I said cautiously.
The baron didn't seem to care at all, he just nodded.
I hesitated for a while, and then asked, "My lord...Do you like Miss Emily?"
My question has actually crossed the line. I'm just a servant. I can't ask the master's private question at all. But I desperately want to know the answer, so I relied on the baron's connivance to me and asked him anxiously like a hundred bunnies jump under my cloth.
The baron turned to look at me, smiled, and said, "I thought you knew."
He saw me stunned, so he said: "I don't into women, I only like men, you know that."
"Yes, it's just... I saw you talk very happily, you seem to get along well..."
"What? You like her and hope she will be your ladyship?"
"..."
He stopped asking me with these words, and he was speechless. After a long time, I said, "I hope you, Lord Baron, can find someone who loves you, and you also like that person."
The baron was silent suddenly. He stared at me, his eyes bright against the candlelight, but he didn't say a word.
"It does not need to be specifically Miss Emily..." I hurriedly added: "It's just... she seems to be very fascinated by you, and will ask about you specifically, and will look at you with affectionate eyes, so... "
The baron let out a deep laugh from his chest. He shook his head and said, "No, you are wrong. She doesn't love me, but it's true that she wants to marry me..."
I looked at him suspiciously.
The Baron explained: "She did spend a lot of time, prying about the books I had bought in the Capital, and talking about my favorite topics. It is a pity that she understands the content too superficially, and she just recites other people's thoughts after she heard it. I don't like these things at all. As for her affectionate gaze, I dare say that every object she aims at has experienced this obsessive gaze, and if you believe her, it would be foolish."
At this time, the baron looked at me jokingly: "Moreover, she approached my valet very deliberately and told you that she liked me, and you did help her to convey the message to me. Such a girl Is very wise and commendable."
I am just like woke up from a dream, yes, that is a noble lady, no matter how innocent and simple she behaves, you will never see her true side. And the previous Catherine have shown that already.
The baron continued: "Her father was profligate and bad at business. As an earl, he borrowed money to survive. I guess this lady has little dowry or no dowry at all. That's why she is hunting Among the rich toffs, she look for targets everywhere like a cat, and her target is definitely more than just me."
"She...she shouldn't be like this." I said angrily.
"Why shouldn't it be? Isn't it natural for people to chase wealth?" the baron asked rhetorically.
"I don't condemn the pursuit of wealth, but deceive others' love under the guise of love. Isn't this very disgraceful?" I said loudly.
The baron smiled: "Even I am not angry. Why are you so angry? Is it because you were deceived by the "innocent" Miss Emily? My dear Owen, you must know that in the aristocratic circle, especially to the aristocratic lady In terms of exchanging love for wealth, it is simply undesirable and commonplace, so you don't have to be angry at all."
I am angry. Of course I am angry. I can't control this anger. I said to the Baron: "Why are you not angry? She pretends to fall in love with you, but only for money. What's the difference between a liar. If it's just all about an exchange, that's fine. But what if you fall in love with her too? What should you do with your love? Who will pay back this vain feeling?"
The baron didn't speak for a long time, but looked at me blankly.
Then he took a step forward and whispered: "If I love her too, maybe I don't care that she exchanges love for my wealth."
I retorted loudly: "Love can never be procured by money."
The baron suddenly got close, he stared into my eyes, and he could feel my breath.
I was taken aback and took a step back in surprise.
The baron also turned his gaze suddenly, and he walked to the bed with his back facing me, his voice cold: "You can leave now."
I didn't say anything more, owed myself, and left the baron's room.
The night wind in early summer was so strong that my heart was very chaotic. I stood alone in the dark corridor, my heart beating very fast.
At this moment, I heard music coming from the baron's room.
Didn't he rest? I saw him put out the candle when I left...
The tone of the violin is still long and mellow, flowing slowly on this lonely summer night, making it more difficult to calm the mood.
This night, I almost can't sleep all night...
The next day, Delman Manor welcomed unexpected guests.
The Viscount Bruce's family swarmed into the Manor in a horse-drawn carriage.