Chapter 581 Ch580 Go

Chapter 581 Ch.580 Go

You need to take a train to Brighton.

Roland is familiar with the route.

But this trip is more "bloated" than usual: in addition to Randolph and Roland, there are two people who shouldn't be on the train together.

Theresa, and the girl who grew up too fast in the mouth of Wrench: Beatrice Taylor.

(Barton is not included.)

Randolph told Roland that he had a bad feeling and hoped to let his sister meet his father so as not to leave any regrets - Theresa was to take care of Beatrice.

Roland asked Randolph why he didn't bring Miss Bronte.

Randolph told him to get out.

The ticket was bought on the afternoon of the third day, in the most luxurious carriage.

Roland asked Fernandez for leave in advance, and asked Cinder about the surname Cavendish.

It is said that every one of this family is unlucky.

In addition to the second daughter Jocelyn Cavendish who died of illness after marrying Taylor, the eldest son Alan Cavendish also drank too much on his birthday one year, got up drunk at night, and fell into a dung bucket.

When the servant knocked on the door in the morning but no one answered, he dug out his master who had long been stiff as a stone and had eaten and drunk in the bucket.

The third daughter, Bethany Cavendish, did not suffer from any disasters. She married John Long Haldane, a famous local tycoon. In the following years, they fought and failed in the business world, but they kept trying.

They soon fell into decline.

Just like Randolph did not say.

Aunt Bethany took such good care of Bellos Taylor, claiming that she did not want to let the poor old man return to the turbid air of London for emotional reasons...

In fact, the main reason for forcing him to stay in Brighton was that she hoped that little Taylor would take care of the business of her husband and sons out of affection.

Finally, there was the youngest child of the Cavendish family, the fourth son: Jeff Cavendish.

Shandel couldn't say anything, so Randolph described to Roland in detail what this "big shot" did in the carriage.

Jeff Cavendish, as you can tell from his last name, is the only legitimate male heir of the Cavendish family - his eldest brother left in an undignified manner, and his distant relatives were eyeing him covetously. After his father's death, he quickly took over the family business:

The business had been ruined to the point of having nothing left.

A broken ship, a few contracts and a little bit of shares, and four or five pieces of land that would bring a considerable income to the poor.

He calmly accepted the fact that the Cavendish family had fallen, and soon he and his friends started a population business - because the Cavendish family had a lot of connections left in Porti Port by their previous generation, for a while, Mr. Jeff's small business was quite enjoyable.

However.

A few years later, Scotland Yard was reformed.

No one dared to take a big risk to help a family that had long fallen.

He changed his career and started a women's business: there must be ships in the port, so there must be shipmen and sailors. He captured a group of girls and cooperated with some captains, 4 shillings per person, provided that they were provided with food and drink and could sleep in the sailors' hammocks.

You can do whatever you want during the period.

This business is not good or bad, but it is safer than transoceanic trade - the only smart thing about Jeff Cavendish is that he has never touched this business since the shipwreck.

But later, this little profit was gradually not enough for his expenses.

So, Randolph's "help" came -

He authorized the Cavendish family (Bethany also had it) to allow them to open "Golden Smoke" in Porti Port, plus land and some small shares, these incomes were enough for Jeff Cavendish to marry and have children, and live better than 99% of people.

Randolph told Roland that he had calculated Jeff Cavendish's income.

Even if he lay down and did nothing, the gold pounds that rolled into his pocket were enough for him to find ten girls every day - even if his thing was made of iron, otherwise he would not be able to spend all the gold pounds before it rusted.

Then, it came to the funny part.

Logically, Taylor helped him and the Cavendish family, and should be rewarded - praise, and letters on every holiday and small gifts accompanying the letters to express gratitude.

No.

Not only that, he also used gold mixed with copper as payment for Randolph's goods.

"That little gangster was like this when he was young. My father reminded me a few years ago when he was still healthy."

Randolph sneered.

Bellos Taylor had dealt with Jeff Cavendish before, and he knew that he had a business that was not illegal in private: using some cheap metals to wrap and sell ornaments that looked like gold.

If you know it is not gold, the price is one; if you don't know, the price is another.

As for any problems after the sale…

Randolph had warned him and had thought about completely severing ties with the family.

But considering his own and his father’s reputation—before Taylor became rich, Cavendish married his second daughter and helped him without hesitation.

Today, Cavendish is in trouble, but Taylor turns a blind eye.

Obviously, this can’t be done.

If there are really people who are interested, the Taylor family name will appear in the newspaper.

——In order to pursue Bronte, Randolph also made a special effort to understand these critics who are fiddling with their pens.

The result is that the possibility is very high.

Before the train started, Theresa arranged everything she needed for this journey.

Tea, biscuits, bread, and sliced ​​bacon.

Soft pillows to prevent bumps, aromatherapy to dispel the odor in the box, soft-soled indoor shoes for Mr. and Mrs. to relax their feet, and a small square blanket.

Flowers for decoration, two 'ethical' storybooks, documents that Randolph might use, a dish stove to warm his hands, a brick calculator in a leather bag, two bottles of sleeping pills, two slightly styled hats. There are different top hats…

Roland once persuaded Randolph whether he should bring more servants to share the burden with Teresa.

However, the old maid replied like this:

"No one else needs this thing, Mr. Collins. I only complain that it was not told to me in advance, otherwise, it would not be so shamefully missing. I still have a lot of things that I haven't had time to prepare..."

Roland:......

In his opinion, Tereza would have moved half the bedroom onto the train if she hadn't been unable to carry it.

Randolph held up his glasses and immersed himself in the pile of documents that Roland couldn't understand: "It's nothing, and it won't cost a few cents. When we get to the station, the Cavendish family's servants will come to pick them up - the strength and manpower will never be the same as a servant's. Something to consider.”

Teresa on the side nodded happily, hinting to Roland that doing things personally could not prove anything.

Sometimes, being able to keep servants busy is the true education of a gentleman - otherwise they will destroy themselves sooner or later while enjoying the life of a master while receiving wages.

"You're blaming me for carrying a suitcase for you."

Teresa had a fake smile on her face: "I'm worried about tiring you."

Roland covered his mouth by holding his chin, and deliberately whispered to Beatrice beside him: "The Theresa at home is completely different from the Theresa outside. Betty, they may be twins."

Beatrice's eyes widened in shock: "Really?"

"Really," Roland nodded: "The other Theresa is taking care of your little paintbrush at home, but I'm not sure whether she can take care of it..."

After hearing this, Beatrice immediately turned her head and begged the old maid with wide watery eyes.

"I want to go home."

Teresa:…

Mr. Rowland Collins.