一封信3

一封信3
On the following day heavy rain fell without stopping.I put on my coat and went for aShenzhen massagelong walk on the moor.I thought of Selden out on the cold moor in this2921-88-2weather.And I thought of the other man,thesolar collectormysterious watcher.
As I walked,Dr Mortimer drove past me.He stopped and said he would take me back to the Hall.
'I expect you know almoststudent kitseverybody living near here,'I said.'Dotiamulinyou know a woman whose names begin with the let ters L.L.?'
Dr Mortimer thought for a minute,andDiethyl Chlorothiophosphatethen he said:'Yes,Mrs Laura Lyons.She lives in Newtown.'
'Who is she?'I asked. 'She's Mr Frankland's daughter.' 'What,old Frankland who has the large telescope?'
'Yes,'said Dr Mortimer.'Laura40487-42-1married a painter called Lyons who came to paint pictures of the moor.But100-63-0he was cruel to her,and after a while he left her.Her father will not speak to her,because56038-89-2she married against his wishes.So her husband and her father have made her life very unhappy.'
'How does she live?'I asked. 'Several people who knew her sad story have helped her.Stapleton and Sir Charles gave her someCheap air force onemoney.I gave a little myself.She used the money to start a typewriting business.'
Dr Mortimer wanted to know why I was asking about Mrs Lyons.However,I preferred to keep the reason secret,and we talked about other things for the rest of the journey.