father - home

"You're so badly hurt, the sheets are covered in blood, but you don't say anything, and you don't allow me to call a doctor. I'll scrub you, give you medicine, and I'm scared to death, and you're shaking like this, like this It’s cold, I’m holding you like this too.” As he spoke, Joseph put his firm and powerful arms around my trembling body, pulled me into his arms, and leaned against his broad chest.

"The next day, the superintendent, what's his name, Goth, yes, Mr. Goth. You ask Mr. Reininger to invite him into the living room and let me wash and dress you. You're hot, stand I can't walk at all. I can only carry you to the master's study and put you in the leather chair behind the big desk. Please ask Mr. Goth to come in and let me out. I have been standing in the study Outside the door, I haven't left for a moment. I'm really worried about you. "

Mr. Goth looked displeased because I didn't get up to meet him—I was afraid I'd fall down again when I did, and also because Mr. Reininger told him that Mr. and Mrs. were not at home, but to make him worthwhile All right, the young master asks him to wait by all means.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Goth, to keep you waiting, please sit down."

Mr. Goth reluctantly sat down on the chair opposite the desk, which I had asked Joseph to bring and put there.

"I didn't expect you to come so soon."

"You should have thought of it, Mr. von Meissenbach, when you left school privately last night, you should have thought of it."

"Really? So you're here to sue?"

"No, I'm here to find out."

"Ask my parents?"

"I wanted you to tell me, so I stayed and waited for you."

I don't know how much he knows and how much I should say. "What do you want to know?"

"We heard that there was a fight last night in the pine forest behind the school. In the morning we looked at the scene. There was your pajamas, bloody, and you and your horse were missing, so we hoped You're home, and you're all right."

"Now, you can rest assured." I smiled sarcastically.

"Yes, this is. At the same time, we also want to find out the cause and participants of the incident. You know that the discipline of the school cannot be violated, and the participants will be severely punished, so I hope you will tell me the truth."

"The truth is the aftermath of a carnival, a farce that went too far." I said it lightly, controlling my emotions.

"Participants?"

"do not know."

"If you don't know it, you can identify it."

"Unrecognizable, all wearing makeup and masks."

"You don't want to say?"

"nothing to say."

"Is it that simple?"

"It's that simple."

"Then the blood on your clothes is..."

"ketchup."

"Your clothes are torn, and you have bruises on your face."

"Branch scraping."

"Why did you leave school privately?"

"We had a tree-climbing competition. I'm not good at this. I lost badly. I got angry and came back."

"What are you wearing?"

"The pajamas are rotten, what do you need them for? I went back to the dormitory and got another one."

"Someone saw you going back to the dormitory?"

"They're all asleep."

"Don't you know that leaving school without permission is punishable?"

"Know!"

"Are you willing to be punished?"

"willing."

Mr. Goth kept staring at me, and I had to look back at him.Get it over with!Let this conversation end quickly!My hands gripped the armrests of the leather chair, dripping with cold sweat.

"Well, since this is the case, I think it's all right. After you return to school, you will be punished according to school regulations."

Mr. Goth stood up.Obviously, Mr. Gott didn't believe me, but he just wanted answers, not the truth.Now that the answer is there, that's enough.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Goth, I have something else to do."

Mr. Goth sat down again, not surprised, but a little impatient.

"I ask the school to deal with a person, a teacher, Mr. Brecht Lenz who teaches mathematics, the coach of the school football team. I ask the school to expel him."

This was beyond Mr. Goth's expectation, and the monocle fell off.

"Mr. Matthias von Meissenbach, I hope you will not forget your identity. Please tell me, as a student, what qualifications and reasons do you have for asking the school to expel a student who has worked hard for 15 years?" excellent teacher?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Goth, but I probably didn't make it clear. I'm representing the von Meissenbach family, not myself. If I remember correctly, my grandfather had a clear request for the Randolph School. From then on In the future, no one is allowed to mention my uncle Friedrich von Meissenbach at any time and under any circumstances. If there is any violation, no matter who it is, the school must be expelled, otherwise, von Meissen From now on, the Bach family will cut off all ties with Randolph School, including funding for the school and sending the family's children to study at the school."

Mr. Gott turned pale as I said these words. "You mean that Herr Brecht Lenz brought up the matter of Friedrich von Meissenbach, to whom and when?"

"For me. As for when, if you have time, I will tell you slowly." I paused, because I was out of breath at the time, and later I knew that such a pause would deepen the impression on the listener and produce an unusual Effect. "Of course, if you think I'm too young to represent the von Meissenbach family, no problem, you will receive a letter from my father in a few days, but by then, his request, I don't think It is as simple as expelling a Mr. Brecht Lenz. Given my special status, I have heard such rumors many times in the school, so it is obvious that such rumors have never stopped in Randolph School. That said, most likely, I'll never be able to go back to school. It's not what I want, you know, I love our school."

I finished, trying to finish these words as calmly as I could before I broke down.This is the result of a night of painful thinking, and I think it's for the best.At first, Mr. Brecht Lenz appeared beside me as a kind, considerate friend and admirer of my uncle.I used to trust him so much, and I liked hearing him remember my uncle the most.Until last night, those senior students all had the strength of athletes. They mentioned uncle, and the adult, although he didn't speak, I didn't hear his voice, but that feeling, and that faint The smell of cologne perfume, I believe it is correct, he is Mr. Brecht Lenz, and those high school students are his football players.I finally understood that Mr. Brecht Lenz had been in love with his uncle for more than ten years, and his psychology had already been twisted and deformed. He told his team members about his uncle and vented on me to seek satisfaction.I don't want to make things big and involve many people, I don't want my uncle's reputation to be tarnished again, and I don't want my parents to be deeply troubled by this matter, but I must punish the culprit, both for my uncle and myself.

When Mr. Goth spoke, I knew I had succeeded. "I see. Herr von Meissenbach, you are right, you are very thoughtful. You can rest assured that you will never see Herr Brecht Lenz at the Randolph School again."

I nodded and rang the bell for Mr. Reininger to escort Mr. Goth out.