[Comprehensive Book] A Rose for Catherine

It was not easy to find a girls' school in the nineteenth century that would impress Catherine.

Catherine used to go to a boarding high school. Although it is not a school that only admits girls, due to the nature of the school, the number of girls admitted is several times higher than that of boys. The teachers in the school are more brilliant than each other, and the teaching facilities are rich. .In comparison with the past, at the beginning of the nineteenth century, the conditions of those schools, most of which were established by churches or charities, could only be called rudimentary.

Although she had already made good mental preparations, Catherine couldn't help but feel disappointed when she really saw the whole picture of this girls' school.

When they arrived, the students were finishing the second class, sitting in the cafeteria to rest, eating some small cakes and a small cup of black tea.Seeing that the two girls were interested, the lady who led them took two small cakes for them.Catherine managed to finish it, and the taste was very different from the snacks baked by the chef of Donville Manor. I don't know how the chef could make the soft cake as hard as a stone.

The food for the girls is not good, but from the mouth of the head of the school, their living conditions are by no means bad.After all, the parents of these students have to pay a large sum of money to the school every year.

Only Catherine has a sense of reality that the material conditions that Mr. Bennet has given them are already very good.

She found that she had been in this world for so long, but she still knew nothing about most things.

The two sisters did not disturb the girls' tea party, and the head of the school took them to visit the girls' dormitory.Two people share one room, the room is simple but clean, the walls are slightly yellowed, quietly proclaiming their own history, the bathroom is shared, and there is a special person responsible for fetching water for these female students.

"Can we go and see where the students are in class?"

The person in charge hesitated.

Catherine quickly assured: "We will never disturb them."

The person in charge should be willing: "I can only take a look outside. Now is the class time for the students. They should be learning French at this time."

Lydia was not interested in listening to people's classes, so she curled her lips accordingly and curled her fluffy hair with her fingers, "Then Kitty, I won't go with you, I'll walk around the school, I saw There are a few flowers that bloom beautifully."

Catherine smiled and let her go, and followed the person in charge.

The person in charge introduced to her the courses that the girls are learning or will learn.Looking at the arrangement alone, these courses are extremely rich, but the arrangements are messy, and some even conflict with each other.The courses that have no specific purpose or are not suitable for these girls account for nearly half of them, and some French writing, painting, dancing and etiquette courses are left, and some even take a class for several weeks.

Catherine frowned slightly, but the person in charge didn't notice, and after introducing their strengths endlessly, she led Catherine outside the classroom.

The students are taking a French class, and the French teacher is a beautiful French woman.She speaks French well, but not so much in English. Some words are not expressive and need to be repeated several times for the students to understand.

There are only two French teachers in the whole school.

The composition of the students in the classroom is also very complicated, there are children aged [-], girls aged [-] or [-], and young girls aged [-].The age span reaches the teens.

The students were sparsely sitting on the benches to listen to the lectures, and some whispered behind the back of their teachers and friends, discussing the latest fashionable clothing styles in London.

The French teacher didn't care about this, she quickly finished today's lesson, and there was still plenty of time left, and she talked to these little girls about her life in France when she was young.

Catherine listened for a while, and belatedly realized that this French teacher might have been a popular figure in the social arena in the past.

She turned her head, and the person in charge stared at the two students who were secretly eating apples. Because Catherine was beside her, he suppressed his anger and didn't directly pull them out.The teacher in the classroom was mixed with French and English. The person in charge who only knew one language did not understand what the French teacher said, and thought she was still lecturing.

Soon, the French teacher warned her students at the end: "Youth and beauty are temporary, only noble character and rich knowledge can truly achieve you."

Catherine smiled, and kept silent about this matter: "It's getting late, I think I may need to say goodbye to you, and I'm sorry for interrupting us today."

This itinerary is enough to get here.

The person in charge twitched the corner of his mouth. She had a kind appearance and a warm attitude. He politely asked her to stay for some refreshments, and sent her out of the school after she was politely refused.

Lydia was already waiting for her in the carriage. Lydia pulled out a thin blade of grass from nowhere, and played with it boredly.She pouted unhappily, and made a circle of grass on her finger.

"Lydia." Catherine helplessly called her back to her senses, "We should go back."

Lydia immediately put away the things at hand: "Kitty, how is this school? I think it's a good thing that Dad didn't send us to boarding school, we'd better stay at home and be happy."

Her tone was full of rejoicing, "So many classes every day, so many rigid rules, and prayers—a boring life."

Catherine smiled: "I think so too."

It is not easy to really learn a lot in such a girls' school, and especially this school in Highbury has been rated as a very good school, allowing girls to really learn some things. Knowledge, instead of charging high tuition fees like some schools but only nurturing the vanity of girls.Catherine could no longer imagine what the level of an ordinary girls' school would be like. ①

Catherine lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lydia sighed suddenly on the way: "Why isn't there an interesting school?"

Catherine came back to her senses and covered her mouth with a smile: "All the schools that have to attend classes every day are not interesting to you."

Lydia was told her thoughts, and she yelled guiltyly: "That's not it."

The two sisters talked and laughed and went back to Donville Manor. When they changed their clothes and went downstairs, Mr. Knightley came back.

That theft was a real dumbfounding thing.The young man who claimed to be a nobleman just passed by and heard the noise, thinking that something happened, so he opened the window and went in to see the situation.Seeing that Mrs. Neil was injured, he wanted to rush out to call the doctor, but was caught by the neighbor as a thief.It wasn't this poor guy who stole the money, but Mrs. Neil's own son. He owed a huge amount of gambling debts outside, but he still wanted to use gambling to make a comeback. His mother ran away after looting all the belongings in the house.

The man has now been arrested.

Catherine felt a little emotional: "I hope that lady can think clearly. If a person does not need to pay the price for doing something wrong, then he will never correct it. He will only make bigger mistakes with confidence."

Catherine paused, and couldn't help showing curiosity: "But why did this kind gentleman—why did he enter Mrs. Neil's house through the window?"

According to the description, the door should be open at that time.

Knightley pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

Catherine's doubts were answered the next morning when the young noble came to thank Knightley for proving his innocence.Knightley took the initiative to ask questions that Catherine was thinking about.

The other party touched his nose in embarrassment.

"That... I was too anxious at that time, so I forgot that I could enter through the door. And turning over the window can better reflect my bravery and wit."

Catherine, who just came down the stairs, couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard this answer.The other party raised his eyes to look at her, and subconsciously stood up with a "swish--", joyful and excited.

"Miss Ryan Upton!"

The author has something to say: 【This is a tool man with no emotions. 】

①: The description of the school in this paragraph refers to Chapter 3 of the first volume of "Emma".