The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

The wrists were tightly clenched, and a great fear hit Grace's heart. He knew that something terrible was about to happen.

But the hand on his wrist was too strong, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what, so he couldn't help but look to the side—Mr. Wales's face was extremely ferocious, which shocked Grace a lot!He had never expected to see such a terrifying expression on that gentle face.

It was only half a second of distraction, and the knife cut it... The flesh was rolled up like a cut beef, and a lot of blood flowed out of it... It turns out that it is also like this when people bleed a lot, and those who are in the backyard There is no difference between a pig being slaughtered, or a cow and a sheep...

Grace convulsed violently and woke up from her little bed.

Early this morning, after the earl took him out of the bungalow, he fell into a coma for a long time, so that he couldn't sleep well at night, and kept having nightmares.

Panting violently, he grasped his wrist, which was shaking like someone suffering from a stroke.

In fact, nothing that happened that night had impressed him too much.Everything happened too fast, as soon as a terrible thing happened, another more terrible thing came immediately, and he didn't have time to experience it.

But in the dream just now, when the knife cut the flesh, the touch from the blade to the palm was so clear and real that he thought for a moment that the ferocious face of Mr. Mr. Wales rolled up his sleeves and let the bloody blade cut his own arm, which terrified him even more.

Sophie said that God created day and night with a deep meaning, if people do not sleep at night, bad things will happen.

Grace regretted it. When Sophie was alive, he always talked back to her. Now that she was dead, he realized that Sophie was always right.

Grace held her wrist in a daze for a while, then suddenly threw it away in fear, as if she regarded her wrist as something terrible.He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he had a hunch that if he continued to think about it alone while sleeping like this, he would definitely think of something more terrifying than the bright red blood.

The count should be asked.Such an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

The idea put him at ease for a moment, but it added another kind of tension, different from the tension of fear before, this kind of tension was happy, and it was also mixed with a shyness that he didn't realize.

Excitedly, he jumped out of bed, opened the blinds, and looked out from the window that only exposed half of the ground.

William Ston had given him a pocket watch, which was a very expensive present, but he lost it.He was heartbroken over it, and William Ston promised to give him another piece, but he didn't want it, because he didn't think he deserved another good thing.So William Stone taught him how to judge the time by the positions of the stars and the moon in different seasons, and said to him: "This way you don't need to rely on those hands."

Luckily, it was always sunny this season, and it wasn't too late for Grace.The Earl of Arundel, who was accustomed to going to bed late, may still be awake at this time.

At first he wanted to change into his prettiest dresses, but all his dresses were very old.Those dresses left by his mother were quite new, but the style was outdated, and Sophie only had time to help him modify one of them, and the color and pattern of that one were too plain.

But he quickly remembered that he once went upstairs in only his nightgown... Grace bit her lower lip shyly, even though he was the only one in the room, he still felt uncontrollable shyness.He knew that the count liked him in just a nightgown.

But he changed his clothes anyway, took out a clean nightgown from the box under the bed and put it on, it smelled good after drying in the sun.Then he combed his hair in front of the small mirror on the table.

This is also a job he is not good at.When he was working, he used pins and ribbons to keep his hair in place, making it look ugly, but the brim of the bonnet shielded his clumsiness.But now he couldn't, he couldn't wear that little hat in his nightgown, and he had to braid his hair in pretty braids like the other girls.

He has a lot of hair, and it is naturally curly. When we braid it, the hair on the side is always mixed in to make trouble.He fiddled with the mirror for a long time, but he still couldn't make the braid straight and tight like a real girl.He deflated, angry at himself in the mirror.

However, he looked at himself in the mirror and soon realized that he was good-looking.Even with his hair loose and messy, it cannot be denied that he is a very beautiful "girl".

Besides, the Earl liked his hair, and praised its luster and waves.

Grace cheered up again, suppressed the joy in her heart, and took her steps lightly.Although he had thought of a reason—a maid could have many reasons to go upstairs, and it was indeed late, but there was always work waiting for them in this house, and a maid could be called at any time go upstairs.But he still didn't want to be seen, he didn't even wear shoes, and stepped on the carpet silently with his bare feet.

After reaching the second floor, Grace suddenly remembered, what if the Earl doesn't welcome him?It would be fine if he was just asleep, but if he didn't want him to come uninvited like this... The count liked some clever tricks, but he felt that he was being stupid now.He stopped in the middle of this silent corridor, unable to decide whether to go forward or backward.

At this time, the door of the count's room opened, and a woman sneaked out from inside.

Grace looked there silently, and heard the woman let out a muffled exclamation when she saw him.

It was Mrs. Brown's voice.

So Grace laughed again. He didn't know what Mrs. Brown was doing in the earl's house in the middle of the night, but it was definitely not that.

Mrs. Brown's small commotion drew an inquiry from the Earl of Arundel. The earl saw Grace standing not far away through the open door, and beckoned to him, "Come here."

Grace picked up her skirt and happily ran towards Earl of Arundel and Mrs. Brown who looked guilty.