The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

When the weight on the body was removed, Grace's arm was already numb from the pressure, causing him to crawl and fail to get up, so he turned around and spat.

Alan Stone had expected it a long time ago, and quickly avoided it, took a few steps back, and looked down at his right rib.

Grace, who was about to continue fighting him, stopped suddenly when she saw his posture.The officer's uniform is long and dark blue cloth.This color is not easy to see after it is stained with blood, it can only be seen that it is slightly darker than the surrounding color.Almost immediately, Grace smelled blood in the air, definitely not from the scrape on Alan Stone's knuckles.

Grace immediately understood how she had caused Allen Stone to suffer.

"Are you bleeding?" he asked. "Are you injured? Doesn't it mean that counterinsurgency is not dangerous?"

Alan Stone looked at him silently, turned sideways and lowered his head to unbutton his shirt.There were nine closely spaced golden buttons above his belt, which Grace thought was the most extravagant part of a man's clothes, because buttons were expensive.He stared at Allen's hand until he untied the last one.

Alan Ston glanced at him again, turned his back simply, took off his belt and put it on the high table at hand, opened the skirt of his coat, looked inside, and pressed it lightly with his hand.

Grace seemed to smell a stronger smell of blood, and couldn't help but took two steps forward.Alan Ston's reaction was beyond his expectation. He quickly pressed the gun on his belt and looked back at him vigilantly.

Grace stayed where she was, and now he tasted what Alan Stone had tasted not long ago.At the same time, he saw clearly that the wound was on the right abdomen, and a large flower was dyed on the white shirt.

Grace's teeth shivered. She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a few knocks on the door, "Sir, there are many civilians outside."

sir?Grace couldn't figure it out, and it was at this moment that he realized that the previous knocks on the door had stopped for a long time.

Alan Ston showed the keenness of a soldier, and quickly moved to the window, opened the blackout screen and looked outside - a large group of farmers was walking towards the mountain.

His face became solemn, he fastened the buttons quickly, strode towards the door while buckling his belt, and ordered Grace: "Stay here."

He walked out quickly, and his subordinates followed him to report the situation to him.The servants with unfamiliar faces stood in the distance, watching the men in military uniforms walk out of the gate with apprehension.

The gray and silent crowd, with a certain quiet danger, undoubtedly reminded these soldiers of the counter-insurgency.

These subordinates are the same as Alan Stone. They all saw hungry women and children for the first time during that counter-insurgency.Alan Stone also knew that when this group of people approached, they could still smell a strange smell on them.Even Grace couldn't explain the smell clearly. As a servant, he had never smelled such an unpleasant smell on a human being.

Several soldiers were glad that the group of farmers in front of them didn't carry hoes and axes, and they finally didn't have to shoot anymore.

Alan Stone's adjutant walked up to the group of farmers. The military uniform on his body was very intimidating. The group of farmers stopped immediately, looking at him defensively and fearfully, with vague hostility.

It seems that even civilians in other provinces have heard the news of the suppression of the rebellion in the capital.

Alan Stone knew he should take off his coat at this moment, but he couldn't be seen with the blood on his shirt.

He called his adjutant by name, called him back, and looked around again.The only servants present were the porter... and Grace, whom he knew.

He called the concierge, "Tell them, I am Master Allen from the villa, you can talk to me if you have anything to say." Then he asked his subordinates to stand far away

The crowd continued to move forward and came to Alan Stone.They complained one after another, saying that Orlando had usurped their farmland, and it was time to sow seeds, but they had no land, so what could they eat this year.

Alan Stone was very surprised, "You mean Mr. O'Dole from Maple Leaf Grange?"

People said yes, it was him!

Alan Stone couldn't help showing surprise, thinking of Mr. Odor's elegant and gentlemanly demeanor, thinking how is this possible?It was this expression that made him lose people's trust, and someone shouted: "The young master of the Stone family and the young lady of the Odor family once had a marriage contract! How could they turn towards us!"

Alan Stone hurriedly explained that no, he would be fair, he just wanted to ask what was going on.

People told him that the Odor family not only occupied their farmland, but also enclosed the good public pastures, and their sheep could not go in to graze.

Alan Stone didn't know what they were talking about about the public pasture, he frowned and couldn't speak.

At this moment someone shouted: "My lord and Mr. Wales are back!" The crowd looked back and cheered.

Alan Stone saw the gray crowd instantly become active, surrounding the Earl of Arundel and Mr. Wales on horseback.

The two dismounted from their horses and listened patiently to the complaints.

"As far as I know, the law permits such a sale," said Mr. Wales sympathetically.

"But he only gave me a little money! Now that the war is going on, grain and potatoes are so expensive, it's only enough to last for a few months!"

"We don't want to sell at all! He is the one who forced to buy!"

Mr. Wales still had that regretful expression, "That's what the law stipulates, and there's nothing I can do about it."

People had no choice but to look forward to the Earl.

The Earl of Arundel asked them: "How much do you earn a year by selling grain?"

These farmers have never seriously calculated, and several leaders calculated for a long time and gave him a number.

"That's about six or seven shillings a week. But if you go to work in a factory, you can make eight shillings a week, and ten shillings if you do well."

This is really a tempting number, "But the factories are so far away, do you want us to move?" They have lived here for generations, and each family has a family with a family, so the whole family has to move to a strange place. place?

The Earl of Arundel pointed to the direction of the woods, which is now a majestic building: "My factory can accommodate some more workers. Others can go to big cities, where there are many more opportunities than in the countryside."

The crowd cheered and shouted "My Lord".They dispersed contentedly.The Earl of Arundel took off the gloves they had touched, and threw it to Mr. Wales, with a stern expression on his face, "Let Mr. Odor avoid it for a while, he did it too badly!"

Mr. Wales took out a pair of new gloves from his pocket and put them on the earl, then rode on his horse and galloped to Maple Grove Grange.

Alan Stone saw Grace walking towards Arundel, and as long as the other party cast a look, the maid ran up with her skirt lifted.

Alan Stone saw him looking up and laughing at the man on the horse, and the man said a few words, and the maid shyly used her fingers as a comb to comb her completely loose hair——when they were fighting, the maid's hair The topknot fell apart, leaving only a few thin braids lying in the golden-brown waves.

The Earl of Arundel got off his horse. He certainly didn't see Alan Stone just now, but he really looked at him now, and said kindly: "Alan is back."

Grace heard Alan Ston call out respectfully to Earl Arundel: "My lord."