[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

After returning to the hotel, the earl's letter was also delivered to Mr. Holmes. They lived not too far apart. Mr. Holmes asked everyone what they wanted and then replied to agree to the invitation.

During the dinner, we chatted and found out that they all saw the photo studio at the expo today, and they were very interested, and decided to take pictures when they visited tomorrow.

Mrs. Holmes also mentioned a few pavilions that Jane and the others have not visited, such as the most special emperor pavilion, which contains exquisite marble, brocade, paintings and furniture, which are said to have been used in the palace.

This exhibition hall is so popular that the people who come to visit are generally full of imagination and speculation about life in the palace, and this place can be described in one sentence, that is, "poverty limits your imagination".

What annoyed Jane even more was another place, the concert hall.Vienna is the capital of music. This time, Johann Strauss Jr. was invited to conduct the concert, among which is "The Blue Danube"... This piece was not premiered, but it became famous because of this exposition and spread.

Unfortunately, today's performance is the last concert of the music master, and he will no longer play in person after today.

"Oh dear, you should have sat there with us, it was a wonderful concert," said Mrs. Holmes.

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Mrs. Holmes laughed very unscrupulously.

Jane: That's the king of waltz~ I just missed it! ! QAQ

"By the way, Charles said that we also have a company participating this time. It's a toy company. Have you seen it?" Mrs. Holmes asked suddenly.

Jane and Mycroft exchanged glances, "Toy company? It's a toy store, right? Barabay Toys Store, but can toy stores also come to the expo? And I don't seem to have heard of it, Charles." Jane This is knowingly asking.

"Charles?" Mrs. Holmes also looked over.

"A surprise." Mr. Holmes took a sip of his wine, put down his glass, and explained to the three people who were surprised (not) surprised (full), "Actually, I didn't think about it at first, and the application time was relatively late. Passed, so...a surprise."

This explanation was accepted by all.

Jane brought a large sketchbook this time. When she saw beautiful or interesting scenery, she would draw it when she had time. Her memory attic has been very reliable over the years. Even if she just recalls drawing, it is a bit like a photo. Not wrong.

Today Jane wanted to draw a lot of things, but in the end she only drew the most impressive street scene in Vienna. This is really a beautiful city.

Maybe it was because we spent too much time at the expo the day before, and we all couldn’t get up the next day, so we had to unanimously decide to take a day off at the hotel and go shopping tomorrow.

When Jane got up, Mycroft was no longer in the room. She got out of bed in her pajamas and touched the kettle. It was cold. She was used to drinking warm water, let alone the cholera epidemic before Vienna.Jane rang the bell, and the floor attendant came soon.

"Please give me a pot of boiling water, and bring me a breakfast by the way, and also give me a boiled egg, coffee, milk, and fruit salad mixed with yogurt." Jane asked.

The waiter repeated, "Is that all, ma'am?"

"Yes, bring the boiling water first, ah, be careful not to burn your hands when you bring it."

"Okay, thank you for your concern, ma'am."

Jane feels that it is necessary for her to learn a few more languages. This is the bad thing about Europe. The big fart is also a country with its own ethnicity, customs, and language. A waiter in a high-end hotel can’t speak eight languages. There is no way to climb to the top, and she is so versatile that Jane feels that she cannot be compared by the waiters.

Ten minutes later, the waiter brought water, Jane poured a glass for drinking, and used the rest for washing.After washing up, breakfast was also delivered. The breakfast in this hotel is very different from the English breakfast. It is very simple, with barbecue, a few slices of vegetables and two slices of bread. It feels like a whole sandwich has been spread out.But Austria is rich in dairy products, yogurt is really delicious~ hold your face.jpg

Today's sun is still very good, the afternoon sun is very dazzling, but Jane doesn't mind, compared to London, which is often cloudy and rainy, the weather is great...but it's a bit hot, so Jane decided to hold an umbrella on the balcony draw.

After Jane finished redrawing the two previous sketches, she found that this one was the only one left among the dozen pencils she brought from England.How can this work!It was a time when she had a rare inspiration (time) feeling (time) for many days, so Jane dressed up and went to the front desk to inquire about the nearest stationery store, and then went for a walk to buy pencils.

Because of the World Expo, there are many tourists on the street. Jane is walking slowly with an umbrella and a small bag... It’s not really a walk, it’s just that she can’t walk fast. Women in continental Europe are still popular in tights and big skirts. So few people wearing skirts are a bit in the way.

While admiring the beautiful dresses of the ladies, Jane wondered if she should also buy one back. It is really different from the British fashion.

Jane regards others as scenery, but she doesn't know that she is also a scenery in others' eyes.A blond beauty holding a parasol is wearing a light yellow skirt embroidered with light green leaves, a wide white silk ribbon is used as a belt and tied with a very draped bow at the back of the waist, and a white wide-brimmed hat is inserted There are a few flowers on it, and a white veil for sunshade is pinned to it, covering the beauty's face.Although she couldn't see her face clearly, her swaying figure was undoubtedly a beauty.

Jane: I believe you are evil!

After walking for about half an hour, Jane felt a little hot. Not far ahead was a flower shop with a lot of fresh flowers at the door, and then a bookstore with a bench at the door for customers to sit and read newspapers. Take a rest or something.

Now there was an old bearded man sitting there reading a newspaper, with a cane slung over his arm.

Another American-style man with sunglasses and a mustache was leaning against the wall impatiently flipping through a thin book, as if he was waiting for someone.

The weather was very hot, and there were people coming and going in the bookstore at the moment, only these two people sat and stood still. Jane saw these two at once, and her steps slowed down involuntarily.

At this time, the man with the mustache turned his face suddenly. Although he couldn't see his eyes, Jane felt that he was looking at her, so Jane also raised her head, showing a smirk from behind the veil.She kept her speed and walked forward, "Bada" the old man's cane fell to the ground.

Jane paused, she knelt down and picked up the cane and handed it back to the old man, "Your cane, Sherlock." She smiled and whispered, "I didn't expect to see you here."

"Click." The book in the hand of the bearded man standing next to him also dropped to the ground, but he quickly picked it up without Jane's help.

"I didn't expect that either, but it's really lucky to meet you, can you do me a favor?" Sherlock, who was dressed as a bearded old man, quickly whispered to Jane without looking at the pig teammate next to him.

"It's nothing to do a little favor, but it's not okay to cause me trouble." Jane said with a smile. From the perspective of those who don't know, it would only feel that two people who met by chance had a friendly chat.

"My target has entered the cafe opposite, I want you to check his situation for me." Sherlock moved slowly, but spoke quickly.

"What are his characteristics?" asked Jane.

"He's got make-up on, you'll definitely recognize him." Sherlock said with certainty, "It would be even better if you find a way to get him out, but you have to be careful, he's carrying a wooden barn."

Jane was speechless for a moment, is this troublesome? "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"If we fight inside, he will definitely not care about others."

"Okay, may I know what to call him?" Jane stood up straight and shook the parasol, but said in her mouth, "Just in case, Mr. Connery, please go to the opposite door and wait." Then she asked Sherlock bent slightly, as if saying goodbye, Sherlock also raised his hat pretendingly, "Lefeble, his pseudonym."

Lefebre?French?Fine.

Jane has an estimate in her heart.

Jane didn't go directly, but went into the flower shop. As soon as she entered, Connery, who was pretending to be an American, immediately covered his face with a book and asked Sherlock, "How did she find out?"

"She's very talented in this area." Sherlock clenched his fists and said perfunctorily at the corner of his mouth. "You should go there. If you see him coming out, grab him immediately. We have to hurry up."

"My God, why do I have to suffer this kind of suffering when I live a good life, does anyone remember that I am a prince?" Connery muttered and rolled up the book. He made a circle around it, and he couldn't see it from the opposite cafe. Walk across the street, then walk along the sidewalk to the wall opposite the cafe entrance and wait.

This position can't see the situation inside the door, but the advantage is that people who go out can't see him for the first time.

Jane came out of the flower shop, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, she walked slowly across the street, opened the door and walked into the cafe.

As soon as Jane entered, everyone inside looked over.According to traditional habits, women are not allowed to enter cafes. Of course, it is not so strict now, but a lady who comes in alone like Jane is still very attractive.

Jane didn't seem to care about other people's opinions. She looked around the customers in the store generously, and soon found the "man with makeup" that Sherlock said, and she felt that this was the person.

The man was facing Jane. He was sitting by the window, somewhat hidden. The point was that there was another person sitting opposite him.

Jane walked to the counter calmly, pulled down the veil a little to reveal her eyes, and the boss inside didn't know how to greet this beautiful lady for a moment.

"Hello, sir." Jane didn't make it difficult for the boss. Her daily communication in German was fine, and this was due to Mycroft.

Many people may not realize that Queen Victoria of England is actually a German. Her husband, Prince Albert, and Empress Sissi of Austria are still fellow villagers, so German is almost half the official language in the British royal court.

"Good day, ma'am, what help do you need?" The boss's attitude was kind.

"Yes, sir, did an English gentleman leave a message?" Jane seemed quite sure, but of course there was no message.

"What? Oh, I'm sorry, I may have made a mistake." Jane showed a trace of panic just right, and she was no longer as confident as before, "May I ask if there are any other cafes nearby that are opposite the bookstore... or , is it next to the bookstore? Or next to the stationery store or something?"

"Uh, no name?"

"No, I don't know the name."

The kind boss thought for a while, "There is a cat's eye cafe in the next street, it seems to be next to the stationery store."

"Oh, thank God, thank you so much, then, goodbye." Jane didn't expect such a store to exist, but she also found a stationery store by the way.

"Good luck, ma'am."