The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

That night, Grace had so many things on her mind that she couldn't fall asleep.He wore a large cape over his nightgown - he made it himself out of the two thick skirts that Sophie had left behind, and it could wrap him from head to ankle.The colors of the two pieces are not the same, and the stitches are not neat, but they are very warm.Then he went outside.

The field mouse poked out a small head from the trimmed bushes, the owl swooped down silently and clamped its neck, and the field mouse uttered a "squeak".

The owl returned to the branch, pressed its prey with its talons, and opened its sharp beak so large that it could wrap the whole head of the field mouse.The field mouse screamed "Zhizhi", its exposed body struggled violently, and its tail flicked wildly.

Owls know how to swallow their prey in one gulp, otherwise it might run away.There was a sound on the ground, and the owl turned its ears alertly, speeding up its swallowing speed, swallowed the vole whole in the blink of an eye, and flew away with its wings.

Grace saw Alan Stone coming out of the backyard leading the horse, and said a few words to the porter.The concierge entered the house and brought him a shovel and fixed him on the horse. Alan Stone rode on the horse and galloped out of the villa.

Grace ran up to the porter and asked what they had just said.The concierge faltered.He also called "Miss Grace" now, and said, "Miss Grace, Master Allen won't tell anyone."

"Then I'll go to the earl and ask the earl to ask you."

The concierge rubbed his hat worryingly, "Master Allen asked... which valley Mr. Ward was thrown into."

This is a tributary of the big river. In recent years, there have been droughts, and it has dried up, exposing a flat valley.

The restless mood and the open wound on the abdomen were both drags. Alan Stone had to put down the shovel and sit down to rest after digging halfway.

He told his mother about the battle between the Teutonic Knights and the King of Hungary, which the King of Hungary won.But in the later battle between the Teutonic Knights and the Polish Duke, the Teutonic Knights succeeded. They beat the Prussians away for the Polish Duke, and at the same time occupied almost all of Poland's territories.

Alan Stone knew very well that Arundel was more greedy and cunning than the Teutonic Knights, and he and his mother were as naive and stupid as the Duke of Poland.But he must not go on being stupid any longer, and he is on his own.William didn't agree with this kind of speculative marriage, not to mention that he was still on the dangerous front line. Alan Stone didn't allow anything to distract William.He can only carry it by himself.

Alan Stone dragged Butler Ward's body, together with the wrapped sheets, into the pit he had dug for three hours.Before filling the soil, he observed a moment of silence.The maid's curses had lodged in his heart, and he could not read the verses about the Resurrection.

He thought for a long time looking at the rotting corpse, and finally sang a hymn that Butler Ward had taught him when he was a child.Then he filled in the soil, strapped the shovel back to Pollux's back, and rode away.

Grace was standing in the middle of the road like that, covered from head to toe by a cloak, with a pair of eyes peeking out from under the brim of the hat.

Alan Stone was actually frightened, reined in the horse, turned over from above, and did not continue forward.

Grace rushed over and asked him loudly: "You buried that bastard in the cemetery? You let him be buried with Orisa! How dare you!"

Alan Stone clenched the fist he swung, and his heart, which he thought was unconscious, throbbed again. "No." He defended himself briefly.

Grace glared at him viciously, the moonlight was very bright, and there was water in those green eyes, and two big teardrops fell out of them.Alan Ston's eyes were also moist, and he slowly relaxed the grip on his wrist, and after confirming that he no longer wanted to do anything, he released it completely.

Grace quickly took two steps back and spat on the ground, "You smell so disgusting!"

Alan Stone clenched his fist slightly, hiding his mud-stained nails.

"Arundel is not helping you avenge, he is removing a stumbling block for himself, he just fancy the property left by his father—"

Grace taunts him: "Father? Which of your fathers?"

Alan Stone was not provoked by him, and asked instead: "What about William? Did you think about William when you flattered that man?" He was injured, but he didn't hurt his vitals, and he didn't want to evacuate from the front line.But William ordered him to go home: "Take care of my mother and Grace for me."

Alan Stone has now accepted that Grace has no affection for the villa, and the maid hates them all.But he couldn't accept that Grace had forgotten William, and he really hoped to see the slightest bit of remorse on the maid's ruthless face.

Grace said, "My brother didn't want me first."

Alan Stone was completely disappointed, and led the horse past him.

Grace grabbed him resolutely: "You haven't made it clear yet! The Earl helped the villa to keep the property and recommended you to join the army. What are you dissatisfied with? What did he do to make you slander him like this?"

Alan Stone looked at him coldly: "It wasn't my mother who asked you to go to my room that night."

"……What's the meaning?"

What's the meaning?Alan Stone thought about this question for a long time before he came up with the answer: by the lake in Maple Forest Grange, deliberately letting him see it was a demonstration and test; on the night of the wedding, it was a reward and compensation.

"Speak clearly!" Grace was still pressing.

This is a difficult question to explain clearly, and a little explanation will reveal the unethical thoughts in his heart.But now he doesn't have to worry about it anymore, this maid insists on being stupid, so he doesn't need to stop her.

But when he brushed away Grace's hand and saw the panicked face, he couldn't bear it again. "It's just to promise William." He comforted himself in his heart.

"Put a beautiful saddle on the horse, just to make it more majestic." He didn't care if the maid could understand, and rode away on the horse.

Grace stood there helplessly, watching him go further and further away.After waiting for so long at night, what he really wanted to ask most was whether William was injured on the front line.

Of course, this is not the only problem in his mind.The officer told him that Jerry the hawker had been seen on the pier.Anna told him that on the evening of the accident she had seen Mr. Wales pour out Butler Ward's tea.Sometimes when he saw himself in a beautiful dress in the mirror, he felt scared because it was too strange.

In the past, if he didn't understand something, he could ask William; if he didn't like something, he could tell Sophie and Orisa.But now he is the only one, who can he ask?