The Secret Code of Monsters.
Chapter 433 Henry and William
Chapter 433 Henry and William
Henry Streeter's estate - it can indeed be described as an estate.
If we consider passing through the stone gate with a high toll, this manor is really quite large.
Every inch of this land belongs to them, and so do the people.
Roland saw many pretty maids. When they were allowed to enter, the servants along the way all showed the same expression that appeared on Rose's face last night.
"Have you ever considered wearing a mask when traveling?"
Rose walked slowly, and occasionally, when the butler was not paying attention, she whispered to Roland, "Get a hood and cover your face."
"Be nice to me, Rose."
"Am I not good enough for you? If it were that evil ghost, he would have found a way to make these bitches unlucky a long time ago."
"Xandel wouldn't do that."
"You see, I didn't say the name, but you know who it is."
Roland: ...
Kingsley: ...
"You two, please take your time." The detective suddenly felt that he should not have accompanied them on this trip.
The door of Streeter's house was quite grand, much more grand than the Taylor and Shelley houses that Roland had seen - perhaps because of the remote location and Streeter's status as the "king" of this land, he was particularly generous in using the space.
The door was almost twice as big as Taylor's, and similar to the side door of the Holy Cross Church that he had seen.
That's eye-catching enough.
Not to mention the beautiful maids.
"Sir Streeter has good taste," Kingsley commented. He seemed used to being surrounded by such girls. There was no difference in his face. "The wages of these servants are several thousand pounds a year."
"So many?!" Rose smacked her lips.
She has not yet adapted to her identity as a wealthy man and a rich lady.
"Maid for chores, housekeeper, laundry maid, kitchen maid, scullery maid, personal maid, tutor. In addition, there are coachmen, gardeners, butlers, page boys, handymen, cooks, personal valets, etc...."
Kingsley knew this all too well, and could speak of it as if it were poetry.
"You may calculate, even if a servant only gets six or seven shillings a week."
"How much does it cost every year to maintain such a large manor so that the owner can live comfortably in it?"
This does not include living expenses.
As for why there are more female servants and fewer male servants...
Hiring a male servant required paying a tax.
But the maid doesn't have to.
besides…
Maids can also perform some tasks that male servants cannot (perhaps all).
Along the way, Rose saw many scenes that were more luxurious than Shelley's house: flowers and plants trimmed into the shape of horses, strange and magnificent sculptures, shiny armor, and jewels and gold artifacts in display cabinets with clear origins - each with an indication of where it came from and its history.
And wrote a line of small words:
How much did it cost to buy it.
This line of small words made Kingsley shake his head repeatedly.
Unqualified.
A family with real background will not show off its "money" and "power" to guests - before you are invited into my territory, you should know what kind of power I possess.
The butler bent down, asked them to sit down, and asked softly about their taste.
Soon, hot tea and pastries were served.
They received the servant's apology and said that the master had not returned yet and asked them to wait a moment.
The maids in the living room also left and waited at the door.
Roland fiddled with the small diamond-shaped gemstone inlaid on the knife and fork, and discussed with Rose how much it was worth.
Kingsley was a little angry.
"This is not the way to treat guests," he said.
A servant had no right to apologize to a visitor without authorization - if, as he said, his master had not returned, then he should save his apology for when his master came back and asked him to measure the size himself.
He didn't know the extent of their relationship or how close they were.
You shouldn't speak rashly.
This is a kind of contempt.
"…I don't think I felt it?" Rose blinked: "Is this an insult?"
She was used to the detective's "sensitivity", or perhaps many nobles had this problem.
"Of course it counts," Kingsley said coldly, "especially if Mr. Streeter is probably home."
He refused to say how he realized it, but twenty minutes later, he got the answer right.
Because Rose clearly saw the man with the same hair color as Peggy, wearing a shirt and vest, pushing the door open while talking to another annoying person - he didn't even disguise himself, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and wearing indoor shoes on his feet.
Go home, change clothes, drink, entertain friends, and chat.
It is impossible to complete the above actions in just 20 minutes. Moreover, even Rose could sense the rudeness of pushing the door open - her etiquette training was not in vain.
"Oh, I almost forgot, I still have friends."
Henry Streeter had short hair, a face as white as a corpse, and a pair of striking large eyes: he seemed to have more than two layers of eyelids, his eye sockets were sunken, and his overall mental state was not good.
Kingsley's expression grew even more grim.
He knew what this face meant - his father was always like this, drunk and dragging him around talking nonsense as if he hadn't woken up yet.
It's obvious that he has grown up in women and alcohol.
"You have no respect for my master." For some reason, Kingsley took the initiative to cooperate with Rose and stood up to accuse her: "As the master of the Streeter family, your behavior is not gentlemanly."
Henry shook his glass and sneered, "A servant who arrives at his destination before his master?"
He looked at the man next to him again.
The two laughed.
William.
Black Nose William.
"I told you, these three are swindlers. They may have been swindling along the way, and when they came to this place, they thought they could make a few bucks by borrowing someone's name."
William, who was a little swollen, still had that mean look. He walked onto the carpet, his curly mustache trembling slightly with his head and voice: "A handsome blind man who makes a living by his face, a vulgar woman who dared to use her just because she listened to Shelley, a..."
He studied Kingsley.
"A piece of shit who can't even tell a lie."
He smacked his lips and said in a greasy tone, "Tell me where you stole this set of clothes from? Or, do you want to go to the town police's cell and talk?"
"He has no good upbringing, so I guess his family is missing a truly sensible father..."
He didn't finish his words, but saw Roland's face full of "agreement", and the girl who called herself "Shelley" didn't look angry at all.
This gave William's sarcasm a pause.
But Kingsley couldn't stand being insulted about his father.
He immediately drew the pistol he carried with him, pointed it at William's black nose, and for the first time, a noticeable fire flashed in his eyes:
"Apologize for your stupidity and arrogance."
William was shocked for a second, but he didn't think that these ridiculous people would dare to fire guns in Street's manor.
Unless they don't want to live anymore.
"A thief turned robber? Three shillings, how about that?" He didn't care about the muzzle of the gun pointed at his face, and challenged: "You deserve to be hanged, do you know that?"
Rose pressed Kingsley's wrist. They had already agreed that she would be the one to take the lead in this stimulation.
"I am Shelley, or you can think of me as a liar. Sir Street, I came here on the orders of James Shelley: the Shelley family will withdraw from Innstown soon - I have come all the way for the "Shelley Jet", but this is the result. "
"You and your lackeys should think carefully about how to face the wrath of the Shelley family."
The threat made people feel gloomy.
Henry Streeter pushed aside William, who was about to speak, and took a few steps forward.
"Well, ma'am or miss, what's your proof?" He looked up, rolling his eyes downward. "I can't just bow down at your word. Street wouldn't do that to anyone in this land."
"No one dares to pretend to be Shelley." Rose frowned.
"That's not necessarily true." Henry pointed at her with a finger from the hand holding the wine glass. "Isn't this right in front of me? When did the Shelley family have a housekeeper? Or do you want to tell me that you are Mr. Shelley's daughter?"
"You wouldn't tell such a stupid lie, would you?"
well.
It seems we can't continue the conversation.
"For the sake of this gun, I allow you to leave my manor - young lady, please cherish my hard-earned kindness. It's a special day recently, and I don't want to hang the three of you by the fountain to show my majesty."
“I have to consider other people’s feelings.”
He slightly moved aside to make way and gestured for invitation.
"Get off my estate, thieves."
Rose's eyes were sharp: "Your people are selling white ore in London without dealing with Shelley! Don't you know that selling these on Shelley's territory-"
"I won't sell them anymore." Henry stroked the wine glass, raised his chin slightly, and his expression suddenly became noble: "Those things represent the future... How can I sell them so easily to lowly people..."
This made Rose even angrier.
Because this proves that he and William had some guesses about her identity, but they pretended not to know and deliberately made things difficult for her.
Without proof, you are not qualified to talk.
"Leave now, Miss Shelley." He stared at Rose, then glanced at Kingsley and Roland, and warned in a deep voice: "Don't think I don't know who you are hanging out with - I warn you."
"Leave Ince Town and go back to where you should go."
"Be careful not to lose your life to bandits... Inns Town has been restless lately, and there are always some evil people who want to kill for money."
"Beware, thieves."
(End of this chapter)
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