1855 United States Tycoon

Turner's dance party was about to begin, and Alice was about to go out. Alice has been busy since the morning of this day. She wants to dress herself and her mother beautifully and go to the dance party. She is now 14 years old. This is the first time she has participated in such an event. She must perform very well, even must surpass Lilith.

Lilith is a well-known beauty in this area. She is two years older than Alice. Two years ago, she appeared in the social circle for the first time at a social dance party at Doolin Manor. She was elegant and witty. The conversation and the stunning beauty touched everyone present. Alice remembered that at that dance party, all the handsome boys nearby, um, including own Big Brother, invited her to dance one by one. She became the focus of attention in the entire ball, all of which made Alice envy and jealous.

Now, Alice tried hard to recall what Lilith was wearing when she attended the prom. Well, she seemed to be wearing a long white dress. There did not seem to be any special decorations on the skirt, but maybe she didn't remember it very clearly. Ask the nanny, what she said was completely different from what she had imagined-even the color of the skirt was different.

"Alice Miss, tell me, don't think about how Lilith Miss dressed up at the time. Her style is completely different from yours." The nanny muttered, "You shouldn't imitate her, you too Can't imitate her."

"You mean I'm not as good as Lilith!" Alice pursed her mouth very unhappily, tears almost streaming out. But she also knows that own is not as good as Lilith. Lilith is slender and looks like a statue of an ancient Greek goddess when she stands there quietly. As for herself, she was half a head shorter than Lilith, and her legs were much shorter. She looked down at Own's breasts again. Well, the breasts were still not full enough, there was only a slight ups and downs-it was still a child who hadn't grown up at all.

"That's not what I meant." Seeing that Lilith's tears were about to fall, the nurse hurried out to comfort her, "I mean Alice Miss, you are also very beautiful, but this kind of beauty is different from Lilith Miss."

The nurse explained stupidly, but the effect of this explanation was not obvious. The mother who is still on the sidelines is more talkative.

"Ah, Alice, what the nanny meant is that Helen's beauty is not the same as that of Psyche."

Both Helen and Psek are the most beautiful beauties in Greek mythology. The beauty of Helen, who triggered the Trojan War, goes without saying, and can make all the heroes of Greece feel ashamed under her glory, and can make the god of love and beauty Ah Fu Rudite was jealous of Psyk, and she was definitely no less beautiful than Helen, and she might even have lived before.

Mother's statement gave Alice a little comfort, but she still couldn't make up her mind about which dress she should put on. In the end, my mother chose a green dress for her and put it on.

Alice looked at herself carefully in front of the mirror, turned around again, then turned her head and asked her mother, "Does it look good?"

"Ah, my daughter is so beautiful, like a fairy in the woods!" Mother replied with a smile.

Alice turned around in front of the mirror suspiciously: "Nanny, maybe you should tighten my waist a little bit."

"Alice Miss, it's already thin enough, no matter how thin you are, you will become a bee. And you may pass out when dancing." The nurse shook her head disapprovingly and said, "Lilith Miss's waist. It's definitely not so thin."

At this time, my father's shout came from downstairs: "Beauty, we are going to set off, are you ready?"

"That's it, that's it! You wait a little longer, it's all of a sudden!" Alice rushed to the window, opened the window and yelled outside. She saw that her father and Big Brother were already standing in front of the steps downstairs, and the two carriages of their house had been equipped with horses and were waiting there.

"Alice Miss, you still have a hat to wear." The nurse rushed over with a hat.

"Nanny... I said I don't like this style of hat."

"But Miss, the one you like doesn't work. No decent woman wears that kind of hat on a formal occasion... Listen to me..."

On the steps downstairs, old Leonde asked his own son, "Joyce, how long do you think your mother and Little Sister can go downstairs?"

"Alice said it will be done soon, well, I guess it should be enough for another half an hour." Joyce replied.

"Then let's go in and smoke a cigar." Old Leonde smiled and shook his head.

Just as Joyce had predicted, it took another half an hour before Alice and the others got downstairs. Then everyone got into the carriage together and headed for Turner's house.

The Turner family are immigrants from Ireland like them, but when it comes to Mississippi, they are a generation earlier than them. Because they are all Irish immigrants, the two have always been closer. The Turner family has a large plantation on the banks of the Mississippi River, where the best cotton in the world is produced.

The Turner family has three sons, the eldest George, the eldest Jack and the eldest Anthony. George participated in the war with Mexico, served as the platoon leader of the cavalry platoon, and was also a handsome young man, but George was a serious person, not very talkative. Jack is a lot more lively, but now he is serving in the cavalry unit, and now he can't be seen. The rest is Anthony. Anthony is at home, but the reason why he is at home is because he was expelled from West Point.

Among the three sons of the Turner family, Anthony is the least effective one, but this is not to blame. It is said that when he was left, he had a serious illness and almost died. Afterwards, his health continued to be poor, and he was sick twice in three days, and it is said that he would often have hallucinations. Later, he followed the family tradition and entered West Point, but his physical fitness was really not suitable for West Point. As long as the subjects involved in the physical aspects, he would not pass, and his interest was not in the military. , The grades in other subjects were also very mediocre, and as a result, he was expelled from West Point because of poor grades.

Back home, Anthony, who had nothing to do, became obsessed with literature. It is said that he published some poems in some literary journals. But the response was also very limited. Compared with the senior (Allen Poe) who was also bombed from West Point, it was obviously much worse. Fortunately, his family conditions are much better than Poe, but he doesn't have to worry about Life.

The carriage came out of Doolin Manor, turned to the right, and walked along the road full of willows on the banks of the Mississippi River for about an hour. In the green bushes in front, a red roof was exposed—Turner’s. The manor is there.

The carriage left the road and walked on a path shaded by green trees. After following this path, he turned two turns, and the white door of Turner's house was in front of him. At this time, two carriages followed from behind. Alice glanced back, and she recognized that it was the Anderson's carriage-Lilith must be on the carriage.

The door of Turner's house has been opened, and their housekeeper is busy at the door with a few black slaves. Several carriages were already parked on the right after entering the door.

The carriage went to a stop in front of Turner's building, where Turner was welcoming guests with his two sons. Seeing that the Leonde family got out of the carriage, they also greeted them.

"Ah, Alice has come to the ball, too. Well, she is already a beautiful Miss." Turner said with a smile watching Alice getting off the carriage.

"Turner Uncle is good." Alice pulled the skirt and curtseyed to Turner.

At this time, Anderson's carriage had also arrived, and Anderson got off first, then Anderson's wife, and his daughter Lilith.

"Anderson, welcome you!" Turner just exchanged a few words with Leonde, and when he saw Anderson, he quickly welcomed them. "Ah, Lilith, you are getting more and more charming. If I were thirty years younger, I would definitely be as fascinated for you as those young people."

Alice looked over there too, she looked at Lilith, and couldn't help lowering her head.

Several people entered the hall of Turner's house. The dance party had not yet started, but the hall was already very lively. The manor owners who had been invited greeted each other, the women complimented each other's dress and appearance, and the men nodded reservedly—this is not the time for them to talk in detail.

"Ah, Leonde, you came late enough." A bald man greeted Leonde from a distance.

"Ah, it's Mr. Fourier, you came early today."

"Of course, who will let us have no daughter in the family." The bald man said with a smile.

This bald man was called Fu Liye, who was also the owner of a nearby farmer. They had five sons but no daughter. It is said that this makes Old Fourier very dissatisfied, and sometimes blames his own wife for this half-truth.

Following Leonde, Anderson and his family also entered the hall. Alice doesn't need to look back at this point, just look at the performance of Fourier's five sons. Obviously, the eyes of the young men just now were still shifting from here, but now, before their father introduces them to them, their eyes have passed over themselves and looked behind the owner-needless to say, they I must have seen Lilith.

Sure enough, these young people in front of them have begun to be a little unwilling, especially when they heard from behind, such as: "Lilith Miss, I am so glad to see you!" "Lilith Miss, I will be honored to invite you to dance in a while. A dance?" After such words, the faces of the young people even showed anxious expressions.

Finally, Old Fourier said something like this: "Leonde, Anderson is also here, let's go over and say hello to them, um, you can show off to Anderson who doesn't have a son."

"I'm afraid he wants to show you that he has a daughter, right?" Leonde said with a grin.

"Well, it's not as good as you, there are sons and daughters..."

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