[Comprehensive Classics] Killing the Classics

When the handsome and pale face of St. John's appeared in front of Anya's eyes, her heart couldn't help but miss a beat, and her eyes slightly widened due to excitement.But then, her excitement subsided.St. John's blue eyes sparkled with inquiry.This is not a person who can be fooled by words casually...

The wisdom of the Rivers family is irrefutable, and St. John is also a 30-year-old young pastor, who has read a lot since childhood and has great ambitions. Anya wants to use the tricks against Rosamund to make him It is not easy to fall into your own trap.But... maybe that just adds to the challenge of the whole thing.Anya couldn't tell what it was like, but she couldn't wait to leave this world now.Like meeting Rosamund and foolishly making a promise to her, Anya felt that she only had to go through it once.

While she was walking God while staring at St. John, the pastor had already changed his coat and completed the procedure of greeting, and now he was turning his flawless face to Anya, uttering polite words from his cold thin lips. Words: "Good evening, Miss Oliver."

"Good evening, Mr. Rivers." Anya smiled joyfully and said briskly, "This is a wonderful evening. I wanted to go for a walk freely, but unexpectedly, I was pushed by a force and came here involuntarily." Here it is. I don't think I've seen Diana and Mary, and old Carlo, for a long time, too."

"It's a lovely evening." St. John pursed his lips tightly and turned his gaze to the side, "But it's too late for you to go out alone."

Anya keenly noticed that when St. John was speaking, his hands couldn't help clenched into fists.Obviously, more than one person noticed the pastor's movements like her, and almost everyone had a clear expression on their faces.She found a similar scene from the original book smoothly, and was satisfied to find that it is also very suitable for use here: "Heh, I just came back from S City in the afternoon, for the little thing I forgot here."

Mary stood up and called, "Diana, and Jane," she said with a smile, blinking her pretty eyes, "don't you think Hannah's been gone for a while? I think we need to get some Something to entertain our friend. Come, Diana. Jane, you too."

Anya and St. John watched the three young girls leave with the same silent eyes.The curiosity in Jane's eyes could be said to be shining brightly, which made Anya feel a little powerless.In fact, she once thought about whether to let Jane and St. John go to India together, because Rochester, who cheated Jane into marrying him, was annoying in some respects, but he himself was a poor man who was played by fate. Man, fate also gave him corresponding punishment for his behavior.From Anya's point of view, Rochester may not be worthy of Jane, but Jane herself...Love is a blind thing.Regardless of whether she would be happy with Rochester or not, anyway, if St. John really took Jane to India, it would be a painful thing for everyone.

Anya judged the gains and losses, and turned her gaze to the raging fire.St. John stood by the fireplace, looking absently to the other side as well.After a while he said, "What are you here for?"

"Just like what I just said." Anya said decisively, and then said, "Of course, there are other reasons... We discussed the school we planned to open two weeks ago. I found a suitable girl to take care of her daily life, and that sensible girl thinks she'd better start working as soon as possible, so I want to ask, when will you take over that new female teacher?"

"Here she is, you have seen it," said St. John, running his fingers over the edge of the fireplace.

"Is that her? Miss Jane Elliott," said Anya, childishly clasping her hands to her chest. "She looks very quiet and patient. Do you think she would like Moulton?"

"I think she's going to want to like it. But I can't give you any guarantees when everything is still in the air."

"Our salary may be a bit low, but I still hope she can stay." Anya said with a somewhat apologetic expression.

"Maybe it would be a good choice for a desperate young woman."

"Hope she'll have a good time with the girls and Alice Wood," said Anya, finding out the name of the sponsored orphan, "I think I'd be happy to come up and teach her sometime, and visit from time to time She, chat. I had a very pleasant stay in S City. There will be a dance tomorrow afternoon. The R family invited the officers to attend the dance—that, that, that regiment has been stationed there since the riots , and the officers are the most agreeable people in the world, and they put all our young knife-sharpeners to shame."

After saying this, Anya saw that the young pastor pursed his lips unhappily as described in the original book, with his lower lip protruding slightly and his upper lip curled up, showing a mocking and annoyed expression.But because of the lines of his face, it makes him look very serious and stuffy.He looked at Anya with meaningful searching eyes, almost making Anya mistakenly think that he had seen through her plot, and her heart beat faster.

A natural blush appeared on Anya's face, and she smiled at him.The smile is undoubtedly the most suitable weapon for Rosamund's skin, and the angelic smile can best show the beauty of this young girl.St. John stood silent for a while, and said, "This is really good news, and I'm sure you'll have a good time with anyone."

"That would be great." Anya made her tone sound sincere.She laughed again, and said, "When are you going to see papa, Mr. Rivers. My papa is coming home next week, and the factory will be closed then. When the factory closes, he'll be all right." Done. Well, Mr. Rivers, you must come!"

St. John didn't seem to know how to answer for a while, but he still spoke, speaking mechanically like a machine: "It's late now, Miss Oliver, shouldn't you go home?"

"If you've been so stubborn." Anya's voice dropped.She stared at Mr. St. John, and took a step back as if trying to restrain her emotions, "Then I will take my leave first, Mr. Rivers."

St. John frowned, and finally said: "What are you here for, Miss Oliver?"

"I know I shouldn't just come to you like this. This kind of behavior is undoubtedly reckless and inappropriate." Anya was waiting for him to ask this question.But that's not enough.She shook her head, a shadow of sadness appeared on her beautiful cheeks: "I just came to see Diana and Mary, you know, they will leave in a few days."

"The friendship between you and my sisters has not reached the point where you come back to Moulton Village specially for them. And if it is to see you off, it will be more appropriate in a few days." St. John immediately interrupted her excuse, said coldly.Anya couldn't help being surprised by the emotion on his face at that moment.He obviously loves Rosamund so deeply, yet he is able to restrain his feelings with such strong self-control, instead he resorts to other means to help him strengthen his existing determination... Since the mind can be so strong, how can it be Is there anything he wants to do but can't do?

Anya quickly calmed down and said, "Do you have to let me speak out?"

St. John didn't speak, but just looked at Anya with that determined look.There was a sad smile on Anya's face, and her tone was trembling with some feigned lightness: "Well, I'm here for Miss Jane Elliott. I heard that she gets along very well with your family, Because of my own experience, I deeply realized that this is not an easy task, so I rashly took the opportunity to visit."

"So is she different from what you imagined?" St. John's expression became a little strange.

"There is no difference. It should be said that she is more ordinary than I imagined, but her character is indeed very likable."

St. John said: "Contrary to your perception, she does not look so pleasing at first glance. Her features lack the elegance and harmony of beauty, and her lines look very stubborn."

"At first glance!" cried Anya, raising her voice quite a bit. "So you've had an intensive conversation with her, Mr. Rivers? What do you think of her now? Of course, I asked you this," she paused, and then said, "It's not because of anything else, but because I believe in your ability to judge, and I believe that under your guidance, I will get along better with her."

"You don't need to be on good terms with her, Miss Oliver. As I said earlier, she is a stubborn character. And, as you judge, her character is easy to like, because she always seems to be submissive." .I have reason to believe that you will get along well, not because of my judgment." St. John said, his lips pursed again.

Anya laughed: "Then I'm relieved. To be honest, that's exactly the purpose of my visit this time. My purpose of visiting here on a whim tonight has been fulfilled, so I have no reason to stay any longer .Good night, Mr. Rivers, the night dew is on the verge of falling, and I think I must hurry home."

She stretched out her hand to say goodbye to the pastor, but St. John suddenly grabbed her hand and stared into her eyes: "Why did you come here specially, Miss Oliver?"