Three Character Girl

Madame. Lemesuriers

Time passed and the woman's chastity turned out to be true. I believe Hugo made amends by praying in the convent until the end of his life. But, suspicious, until now there was no first son who got an inheritance. Inheritance fell into the hands of his brother, nephew, or second son - never into the hands of the eldest son.

Vincent's father was the second son of five brothers. The first one died as a baby. Of course all this time Vincent was sure that he was the one who would be exposed to the next curse. Surprisingly, both of his younger brothers had already been killed, while he himself was still spared."

 "An interesting family history" commented commissioner Saga seriously.

"Now his father is facing death and he, as the eldest son, is still fine."

 "Exactly. The curse is obsolete. No longer works in modern times." commissioner Saga shook his head, as if to denounce the tone of ridicule. Roger Lemesurier looks at his watch and says he has to leave right now.

The story continued the next day, when we heard about the tragic death of Vincent Lemesurier. He travelled north by Scottish postal train. That night he opened the bedroom door of the train and jumped outside.

A sense of hardship over his father's accident, which develops into a temporary feeling of disorder is thought to be the cause. The lemesurier family's suspicious superstition was mentioned, in conjunction with the new heir, Vincent's father's brother - Ronald Lemesurier - whose only son died on the Somme. I think our chance encounter with the late Captain Vincent Lemesurier intrigued us with everything to do with the Lemesurier family.

Two years later we recorded the death of Ronald Lemesurier, who at the time was heir to a family heirloom has been disabled for life. His brother, John, inherited his rights. John was healthy, fresh, and had a son in Eton. Clearly bad luck surrounded the Lemesurier family. On the next school holiday, John's son commits suicide by shooting himself.

 John himself died suddenly after being stung by a bee, so that the land belonging to the family Lemesurier fell into the hands of the youngest of five brothers - Hugo, the youngest, who met us at Carlton on that fateful night. All this time we have only commented on a series of strange calamities that have befallen the Lemesurier family, because there is no personal interest in this matter. But now is the time to take care of this case.

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One morning, we were told of the arrival of "Mrs. The lemesurier". The person is tall, active, about thirty years old. His attitude showed his firmness and strong common sense. A little transatlantic accent color his speech. "M. Commissioner Saga" I'm glad to see you. A few years ago my husband, Hugo Lemesurier, met you. Maybe you've forgotten."

 "I remember once, Madame. The meeting took place in Carlton." "You're great, M. Commissioner Saga. I'm so worried."

 "About what, Madame."

"My first son - my son was two, Ronald eight and Gerald six."

 "Forward, Madame. Why are you worried about little Ronald?"

"M. Commissioner Saga, the last six months Ronald has escaped death three times. One time he almost drowned - our time in Cornwall this summer; the other time he fell out of a children's room window; and the other time he had limp poisoning." Apparently Commissioner Saga's face too clearly reflected what was on his mind as Madame Lemesurier hurriedly continued her words.

 "Yes, I know you consider this a woman's folly alone, exaggerating a small matter."

"Absolutely not, Madame. Any mother can be forgiven for being anxious about such events. But, I might not be able to help you. I am not le bon Dieu who can control the ocean waves. And the windows of the children's room, should be fitted with iron trellises; then about food - what can rival the care of a mother?"

"Chance, Madame - le hasard!"

"You think so?" "What do you think, Madame - You and your husband?" A cloud flashed across Madame Lemesurier's face.

 "There's no point in complaining to Hugo - he won't believe it. Perhaps you have heard of the curse of the Lemesurier family - not a single eldest son will be inherited. Hugo believed in this curse. He was immersed in family history and believed strongly in superstition. Every time I told him my concern, he just commented that it was a curse and we couldn't escape it. However, I am from the United States, commissioner M. Saga. There people don't believe in curses. We regard curses as belonging to ancient elite families - and this attitude provides a kind of cachet. Don't you know" At the time of meeting Hugo, I was just a musical comedy actress - and at the time I thought the Lemesurier family curse was too sweet to formulate in words, ' he said, which is suitable to talk about at the twilight of winter While surrounding the fireplace. But, if the curse befalls my own child - I am very dear to my children, Commissioner Saga. I'll panic anything for them."

"So you don't believe in the family legend?"

"Can legends see through the stems of vines?"

"What do you mean, Madame?" commissioner Saga exclaimed in astonishment. "I say, can a legend - or a ghost, if you prefer to call it that - see through the stems of vines" I'm not talking about an accident in Cornwall. Any boy might swim too far down the middle and get into trouble - even if Ronald has been able to swim since the age of four. The vines are another matter. Both my children are very bad. They know that they can go up and down through that plant. And both of them went up and down repeatedly. One day - that time Gerald was away - Ronald climbed many times. The creeping plant was eventually not strong and Ronald fell. Thankfully he was not injured. I went out to check on the plant. Turns out the plant was cut, M. commissioner Saga - deliberately cut." "What you're telling me is very serious, Madame. You said that time his sister wasn't home?"

"true."

"At the time of the suffocation poisoning, was his sister not at home either?"

 "Both exist."

"Suspicious," muttered commissioner Saga.

 "Madame, who lives in your house?"

"Miss Saunders, the children's private teacher and John Gardiner, my husband's secretary - "For a moment Mrs Lemesurier stopped, as if she were a little embarrassed.

"Who else, Madame?"

"Major Roger Lemesurier, who you also met that night, stayed with us for a long time."

 "Ah, yes, he's a cousin, right?"

"Faraway cousin. He does not belong to our family. Even so, now she became my husband's closest family. The young man was very familiar and we all liked him. The kids are so happy for him."

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