Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Evan's premonition was very correct. When he returned to the Delan Lille Church, on the first Sunday, Fuld did not come to worship. Fuld was a member of the church, so he did not come to worship. He put the feud between the two of them on the table.

Most of the townspeople in Delanele were unaware of it, only a few gentlemen and ladies with sensitive minds saw what was wrong, because although Ferd had only been in Delanele for a few days Time, but the sense of presence is still very strong, even the most closed message will not ignore his existence.

After the service was over, a very flamboyantly dressed lady came up to Evan. She looked 30 years old, but she was wearing a bright yellow dress that a little girl would wear, with a pink bow on her head , the smile on his face was contrived and weird.

"Mr. Pastor." She said in a charming voice, "Do you still remember me?"

Evan looked at the woman in front of him, thought for a moment, smiled and nodded: "Miss Blair."

This was the woman who had impressed him on his first day on the job, and Sergeant Chandler had told him the other day that it was Rael's alibi witness.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to remember me." Miss Blair giggled. She seemed to want to make her voice more delicate, but the effect was actually quite terrifying.

Evan resisted the urge to touch his goosebump-covered arm, nodded with a forced smile, and immediately asked, "What can you do?" He really didn't want to get entangled with this lady.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Miss Blair seemed to be trying to wink at Evan, but Evan didn't even look at her.

"I want to ask you one thing." Because of Evan's indifference, Miss Blair was obviously a little frustrated: "When will the trial of Mrs. Johnson's case start?"

When Evan heard her ask this, his heart tightened.

"Why did you remember to ask this?" Evan tentatively asked with a smile.

Miss Blair looked a little upset when she mentioned this, and the artificial smile on her face couldn't be maintained at this time, she just waved her hand and said, "It's nothing, just asking casually."

Although she said that, the expression on her face was obviously not like that.

Evan couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled, and paused for a moment before saying, "I don't know much about this. It is said that the county court has been very busy these days, and I'm afraid it will not be until next spring."

"It took so long!" Miss Blair said in shock.

Evan watched her raise her eyebrows, Miss Blair lowered her head hastily to cover up, and added with some stumbles: "But... Poor Mrs. Johnson, I really feel... my heart aches for her."

Evan was full of emotions in his heart, but he just smiled on his face: "You are such a kind lady, if you want to know anything about Mrs. Johnson, you can go to Sheriff Chandler, I think he will answer Tell the truth."

Miss Blair smiled reluctantly, then murmured a thank you, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of Miss Blair who seemed to be running away, Evan looked thoughtful. It was really strange that Blair cared so much about Mrs. Johnson. According to his understanding, these two people had no intersection before. , the only thing that matters is that Miss Blair is Rael's alibi...

Evan's eyes couldn't help but sink. It seems that this case is not so simple.

Early the next morning, Evan went to find Sheriff Chandler. When he arrived at the Sheriff's house, Sheriff Chandler was trying to feed his daughter mashed potatoes. The chief rescued him from this predicament. He hugged his daughter to the angry Mrs. Chandler with a grateful face, and dragged Evan out of the house with his head in his arms.

The two of them sat down in a relatively quiet tavern. Sheriff Chandler ordered a large glass of beer. He seemed to have no psychological barriers to boozing in the morning, but Evan was different from him. His body was originally I was very weak, so I only had a glass of water.

Sheriff Chandler took a sip of beer first, then smacked his lips contentedly and said, "What business are you here today?"

Holding his own glass of white water in his hand, Evan drew a circle around the edge of the glass, and said, "Master Sheriff, did Mrs. Johnson explain why she returned home from the Women's Association?"

Hearing that Evan originally asked this question, Sheriff Chandler couldn't help curling his lips: "What do you think he can say? It's not those evasive words, saying that he is worried about Mr. Johnson's asthma, so I want to go back and have a look , but I didn’t expect to see Mr. Johnson when I went back, and then she went back.”

Hearing this, Evan couldn't help frowning: "Mr. Johnson does have asthma. I heard Dr. Hester say that."

Since Johnson's death, all the rumors about him have been spread in Delan Lille.

Sheriff Chandler snorted coldly with some disdain: "They are husband and wife, of course Mrs. Johnson knows this kind of thing better than anyone else, but I have never seen Mrs. Johnson care about Mr. Johnson so much. It's really true to say this now. Some are too ridiculous."

When Sergeant Chandler said this, Evan was also a little silent for a while, and finally said after a moment of pause: "Maybe, it's just that I think this time is a bit weird, and Miss Blair asked me about Mrs. Johnson yesterday. Things, I always feel that the young lady's attitude is a bit unusual."

Sergeant Chandler was very calm after hearing this, and just said: "Miss Blair has always been such a nervous person, don't worry too much."

Evan watched Sergeant Chandler drinking beer as if nothing had happened, his eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper. This matter was obviously not so simple.

In the end, because of Sheriff Chandler's indifference, Evan left with suspicion, but soon, he no longer had the opportunity to worry about this matter, because his own problems began to appear.

I don't know when it started, a message spread from the whole town. Pastor Bruce was not as pure as he appeared. He once made a big mistake in London, so he was sent to a village like Delanele Priest.

This kind of news has no basis, but it is favored by people in places like Delan Lille. The spread of this news is almost viral, but in a day, I am afraid that the entire Delan Lille will know Now, their venerable pastor has an unusual past, and they are even more curious about what this venerable pastor did to be punished like this.

Of course, Evan also heard the rumor, but when he found out, the people around him looked at him differently.

Evan was actually very worried in his heart. Such rumors did not seem to have any real meaning on the surface, but his blow was very obvious. In this era, for a pastor, his reputation is the most important thing. , if his reputation is ruined, then his career will almost come to an end.

Evan knew very well in his heart that he had to suppress this rumor. If he wanted to suppress the rumor, the first thing to do was to find the source of the rumor, but Evan was not worried about this, because he knew very well that he could The only one who did this kind of thing was Ferd.

The original owner ruined Verd's reputation back then, and with Verd's character of repaying every flaw, he would never let Evan go.

Mrs. Sanders also heard about this rumor. Like Evan, the first thing she thought of was Ferd, perhaps because of her intuition as a woman. Most cautious attitude.

"Pastor Bruce." Mrs. Sanders looked at Evan, who was kneeling in front of the Jesus statue, with worried eyes, and said in a low voice, "Now the nonsense in the town has spread, do you want to clarify?"

Mrs. Sanders' idea is also the most mainstream approach now, but Evan doesn't think so. Since Fold can make such a move, he must have a back hand. If he clarifies it to the reporter now, he might fall behind. into his trap.

"My dear lady, please don't worry." Evan's tone was very calm: "Rumors stop at wise men. I haven't done anything shameful, so don't pay attention to such rumors."

After hearing what he said, Mrs. Sanders became more and more anxious: "Mr. Pastor, even if you haven't done such a thing, you can't let it develop like this. Most of the townspeople are very ignorant. It’s easy to believe such unfounded words, ignorant people are the hotbed of rumors, you can’t let things develop like this, if the church finds out, I’m afraid there will be trouble.”

Mrs. Sanders' concerns are very reasonable, and Evan knows it very well in his heart, but he has his own plan, so he can only decline Mrs. Sanders' kindness.

"Madam, I am very grateful for your concern, but sometimes some things get darker and darker, and the more I say, the more mistakes I make. Let God judge this matter."

Evan made a sign of the cross on his chest and ended his prayer. He stood up from the ground, turned to look at Mrs. Sanders, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine , the townspeople are not as ignorant as we imagined, as long as I am firm in my heart, everyone will see the truth."

Regarding Evan's optimism, Mrs. Saunders was noncommittal. She had seen the power of rumors. She sent Little John up for adoption because she was afraid that rumors would ruin the lives of both mother and son. Now Evan treats this matter so capriciously. Things made Mrs. Sanders very anxious.

"Well, if this is your decision." Mrs. Sanders nodded reluctantly, but secretly thought to herself, Pastor Bruce is still too simple, it is better to believe in the power of human nature than to believe in those who spread rumors People will get the plague to be effective. This matter still has to go to Duke Wilson. Among the people Mrs. Sanders knows, only Duke Wilson is powerful and cares about Pastor Bruce very much.

Now that Mrs. Sanders had made up her mind, she left the Church of Delanele and walked towards the Cornwall Manor. In fact, she was still a little nervous because she didn't have much contact with the Duke before. She was afraid that the Duke would not see her.

But to Mrs. Sanders' surprise, after reporting her intention, she waited only a few minutes at the door before being greeted in person by the butler of the Cornwall Manor, Chris Butler. Sanders Madam felt a little better about Duke Wilson immediately.