The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

After Grace turned into the servants' aisle, she met two older maids.

When he passed the two maids, he was pushed hard by the one who walked in front. He was not used to wearing heeled shoes, so he staggered back several steps before he could stand still.

This is not uncommon, these two are in the wife's bedroom, although they only do things like wash the toilet, they are still higher than other maids.It hadn't happened to Grace in years, though.

He glared at the two of them angrily. The one standing behind was a little afraid and didn't dare to look directly at him, while the one who just pushed him raised his chin and looked at him with disdain.

But Grace sees that both of them are actually afraid of him.

The maid in front snorted coldly at Grace and signaled her companion to follow.When the two passed by Grace again, Grace suddenly leaned towards them, and let out a low, animal-like raging sound from her throat, which he had learned from the earl's two hounds.

The two maids screamed at the same time, lifted their skirts and ran.

Grace laughed loudly behind them and yelled loudly on purpose: "Don't raise the skirt so high, your butt is showing!"

But he stopped laughing after a few laughs. He just laughed on purpose for them, but he didn't think it was very funny.Now the servants in the villa both fear him and despise him. Unfortunately, this kind of emotion is involved in Mr. Welsh at the same time, and because of this, there are many rumors that affect Mr. Welsh's reputation, which makes him angry.

The lady herself only lost her temper once while eating fish on Friday, and she was fine after that, except for going for a walk in the well-kept front yard after breakfast, she stayed in the prayer room and sewing room for the rest of the time, very quiet.On the contrary, the servants are endless, and the count is always away, so they are even more arrogant.

If only Mr. Wales could take over as housekeeper, Grace thought, feeling that the Countess was out of it, and she couldn't be.But the Earl said it was not that simple, what Mr. Wales lacked now was not the title of "Steward".

It was not a messenger who came to ring the bell.

The person who rings the doorbell at this time is usually a messenger.Grace was looking forward to seeing the courier with the horned beard, hoping that he would deliver a letter stamped with the postmark of the Frontier Province; she was also afraid that he would send news of Alan Ston, telling everyone that he was about to came back.

He thought, Alan Stone must be back soon.The madam hid herself in the sewing room after such a big accident at home, but she must have written to her youngest son telling him to hurry home.

But the person who came was not a messenger, but Mr. Raymond, a bookseller in the city.

On the tenth day of each month, Mr. Raymond will personally ride a carriage for more than ten kilometers to deliver current affairs newspapers and clothing prints to the villa.Grace had just seen him the day before yesterday, and she couldn't help being a little surprised to see him here again.

Mr. Raymond was chatting with the concierge about politics and new policies, when he saw the slender figure hiding in the corner from the corner of his eye, he changed the topic suddenly: "These prints have just been sent from Paris, I think the countess must want to Saw them earlier so I made another trip today."

He had already said this once, so the concierge had no choice but to thank him again, and eagerly asked him what he was talking about just now: "You said just now that His Majesty is going to increase taxes again?"

Mr. Raymond sighed helplessly: "Yes, it is said that the tithe tax is restored, but it is not only aimed at farmers, all factory owners, workers, businessmen, and apprentices have to pay this 'wartime tax'... It is all to blame. Those rioters!"

He was very glad that this topic, which was too boring for girls, did not make that charming figure leave, so he was suspected of showing off unconsciously: "I have a friend who works in the capital government, and he told me that the parliament's approval of this proposal It is against it, but both His Majesty and the Senate actively agree...Fortunately, Kent Hills has been classified as the earl's fiefdom, so don't bother with it. I heard that some manors with disputed property rights have even been confiscated by the church..."

The concierge couldn't help interrupting him: "The earl doesn't have to pay heavy taxes, but we servants have to pay... Prices keep rising, taxes keep rising, and we won't even be able to afford beer in the future."

Mr. Raymond felt that the concierge's frowning look was ugly, so he quickly cheered himself up and said, "If you need help in the future, just tell me that all kinds of business are not easy to do at this time, and the sales of newspapers are falling." It's better than usual..." He couldn't help but glanced at the corner again when he said this.

Grace felt blessed at this moment, and walked out through another side door with small steps.

He didn't wait long.Mr. Raymond probably ended the conversation hastily, and probably chased him out without a proper goodbye to the porter.

Grace knelt at the other party, "Mr. Raymond, you may not know me, but I can always see you. My name is Grace."

Mr. Raymond didn't expect this beautiful girl to tell him her name as soon as she came up, and he stuttered a little: "G...Miss Lace, I know you."

This surprised Grace a little. So, has this gentleman already inquired about himself?What do other people say about themselves?Tell him that he is a "maid", "illegitimate daughter", "suspect"...these names are listed one by one, and even Grace herself will be shocked. Mr. Raymond looks very conservative, so he is not afraid ?

"I know you too, sir. It's a pity that I was busy at this time before, and I finally have time to talk to you today..." Grace tilted her head slightly towards the gentleman whose face was flushed, and unfolded a bright smile. Smile: "I want to ask you, have you heard of the war situation in the Border Province? You must know those newspapers, which only report some dances and religious ceremonies..."

The trees in the garden have been carefully pruned by the workers left by the earl, but it is not the flowering season yet, but Mr. Raymond feels that he smells the fragrance of flowers.

After Grace thanked Mr. Raymond on her front foot, she saw the earl riding over on her back foot, and he suddenly felt a little guilty.

The servant led the earl's horse away, and Grace ran towards him with her skirt in her hand. After two steps, she remembered Mr. Wales' instruction, stopped hurriedly, crossed her hands in front of her body, and changed into small steps, but she still walked slowly. soon.

Seeing him running like a little goose, the count was almost amused by him: "Grace, what's so happy? Is it because of the trophy just now?"

This wording was beyond Grace's expectation, but he had already bumped up to the earl, seeing the earl's face so close, he couldn't help laughing: "You are back!"