Hathaway didn't go back to the Spire House that night, but stayed in Rockfield Manor.Her room is located on the south side of the third floor, and the lighting is very good. The sun shines in all year round. The window is facing the garden, and you can see the beautiful scenery when you open the window.It is said that it used to be Sir Butler's study, but it was changed into her bedroom after she was born.
The furnishings in the room have hardly changed from eight years ago. Although she has lived in this room for a while, she feels a little strange now.
She woke up here eight years ago. At that time, she was lying on the bed and could barely move. Everyone around her was screaming. Only one person hugged her without hesitation, and thanked the Lord loudly for returning his poor daughter to her. He, his hot tears dripping down her face, kept kissing her forehead.
Although she was still confused at the time, she remembered that she was still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital at the last moment. She had been lying in the hospital for more than half a year. As soon as she opened her eyes, she could see the white walls of the hospital. She almost vomited, she remembered that she said goodbye to her parents at the hospital bed before she died, thanked them for their care for many years, and if there is an afterlife, she will be their daughter.
She used to be just an ordinary high school student. At the age of 17, she loves to laugh, make trouble and read books, but a sudden car accident made her unable to stand up anymore. She suffered a spinal injury and was paraplegic at a high position. Since then, she has been lying in bed for ten years. Years ago, she can still recall the pain and despair at that time. A young girl can only be bedridden from now on. Her future was completely cut off. She wanted to end her life countless times. It was the begging of her parents and the selfless Taking care of her made her cheer up again.Her family originally had little savings, but in order to treat her illness, they became destitute, but her parents never gave up on her and took good care of her. She will never forget what her parents gave her.
Of course, when she fully woke up and figured out her state, she couldn't help but complain, why couldn't she be given a healthier body?Well, if health is not her turn, but why not earlier?Back from the dead wasn't so popular in the nineteenth century!
When she got better and could go to the ground, she couldn't help thanking God again!Although she is only ten years old, it can be seen that this is definitely a little beauty!She used to watch those foreign cute babies drooling fiercely, but now she doesn't need to, she just needs to look at the mirror and drool to herself!If beauty is converted into combat power, then she has broken the table.
So let her start a new life with the superiority of the 21st century over the 19th century!
The old Viscount Butler had five sons and one daughter in his life. His eldest son, Philip, was calm, rigorous, and responsible. Under his education, he grew up to be a qualified heir and inherited the title and many properties after his death. The second son, Phoenix, inherited Mrs. Butler's artistic talent and loved painting and music. Unfortunately, he fell ill and died at the age of 16; the third son, Andrew, was bohemian by nature and didn't like restraint. Mrs. Le loved and doted on her sons equally, allowing Andrew to spend a comfortable and smooth juvenile period, while the remaining two children died shortly after they were born.
Although the old Sir Butler had five sons successively, even the hounds in the manor knew who his master loved the most. The Butlers have always longed for a daughter, and this wish lasted until Mrs. Butler was 35 years old. It was only then that Mrs. Butler gave birth to a baby girl who was 8 months pregnant. Due to the premature birth, the mother and daughter suffered great physical damage. Good London to deal with possible dangerous situations, God bless the only daughter survived with difficulty.
There is no father in this world who loves his daughter more than Sir Butler. He often calls his daughter Princess Hathaway, and the first thing he does when he wakes up every day is to see if his little princess is sleeping well. He will try his best to fulfill any request of Sylvia, including when she was 6 years old, she told Mr. Butler that she wanted to see a unicorn. Mr. Butler ordered someone to carve a unicorn out of ivory and put it on a white horse. This unicorn has become one of Hathaway's favorite collections.
Fortunately, even with the world's most doting father, Hathaway did not grow into a selfish and arrogant noble lady.She was born with an angelic face since she was a child, and she is understanding and sympathetic. If she hears about any tenant who is in trouble, she will definitely help her. No one who sees her does not like her, and of course Including her brothers, who love her as much as her father, but in different ways.
After dinner that day, everyone did not go back to the room, but went to the living room to play whist again. This was really a suitable pastime, but Miss Hathaway was not very satisfied because she had never gone out before. The need for communication, so I don't know how to play poker at all. These days, I have been losing. Although she is not a competitive person, it is really embarrassing to make the people in her group lose all the time.It just so happened that Mr. West brought his sisters over to play again today, so there were 11 more of them out of 3, and she immediately gave the opportunity to Mr. West to read a book aside.
She casually took out a book of poetry from the bookshelf, and read it in the dim light of the fire on the recliner by the fireplace.
But she didn't pay attention to Mr. Wallace at the poker table beside him because he always looked back absent-mindedly to see that she had lost two hands in a row, which made Andrew keep making fun of him.In the end, he had no choice but to give up his seat to Miss Borg, and Miss Hoffman who was at the other table immediately left the table with the excuse of having a headache.
"I'm so unlucky today, hehehe." Mr. Wallace was really not good at lying, and his face turned red when he said it.
Hathaway covered her face behind the book, pretending to concentrate on reading and ignore the couple.
But Mr. Wallace sat directly opposite Hathaway, looking at the book she was reading.
"Miss Butler is reading sonnets? Today's ladies are really amazing. They must be proficient in music, singing, painting, dancing, appreciation of poetry, and proficiency in modern languages. All of them are so versatile."
Hathaway had no choice but to answer now, "If you want me to say that if you can only play a few etudes and sing a few songs, then it is not a versatile talent, at most it can only be called a wide range of interests, like myself , although I like music, it is by no means proficient, and my dance is not good, and my father used to always say that I am not emotional enough when reciting poetry."
"Yes, today's gentlemen always like to compliment the ladies, making them all perfect talents. In fact, almost everyone in the upper class can do it, but the degree of mastery is different." Hoffman The lady agreed with Hathaway's point of view, but she didn't mean to belittle herself, instead implying that she was very proficient in these things.
"Oh! I think the ladies are all very remarkable."
"Let's talk about something else, William, and read us a sonnet." Miss Hoffman called Mr. Wallace's Christian name in a sweet voice, as if to say something to him again in this way. Someone announces her acquaintance with Mr. Wallace.
"Of course, I am willing to serve the ladies." He stood up, motioned for Hathaway to give him the book, and skillfully flipped to the place he wanted to read.
"Like an inexperienced actor on stage,
Worried about not performing well enough to forget the role that should be played;
And like a wild beast that is too restless,
That majestic strength softened his heart.
I too am troubled by hope, and cannot speak
Adequate and moderate words expressing love and pleasure,
Overwhelmed by love's overpowering pressure,
The fiery emotion of love seems cold and flat.
ah!Let my silent poetry be eloquent,
Silently speaking the words hidden in my heart,
It is begging for love, but also to receive your gift,
More words than the smooth talker.
Learn to read poetry written in silent love,
Only by listening with your eyes can you understand the true meaning of love. " (Shakespeare Sonnets, Poem 23)
Hathaway had to admit that Mr. Wallace's eyes were gentle and affectionate when he read aloud, and his voice was clear, loud and full of emotion unique to young people. He didn't even need the book, he just held it in his hand Here, he waved it from time to time, matching his gestures, it was indeed indescribably moving.But if he can stop looking at her while reading the poem, and look at her with bright expectant eyes after reading, she will definitely be able to get more involved in the poem.Now she only felt that goosebumps were falling all over the floor. Although she wasn't disgusted, it was very embarrassing. Everyone stopped playing cards and looked at this side, while Miss Hoffman stood aside like an air-conditioning machine, and her whole body was going black.
Colonel Brandon also frowned and looked over, his eyes looked deep and melancholy, as if she caused all this!She didn't want to either!She also wants to be a bystander!
Her cheeks twitched fiercely, "Let me play the piano." In fact, she practiced the piano for nearly ten years in modern times. Although she put it down later, she picked it up again after coming here, so the skill He has entered the hall early, not to mention reaching the level of a master, but it is definitely above the level.
She walked quickly to the piano and played a famous piano piece "To Alice" by Beethoven. But there is a power to touch people's hearts, and the rhythm of looping back and forth is fresh and meaningful, which can make everyone who has heard it feel the simplicity and beauty of love.
Everyone who played cards gave up the game completely, and enjoyed Hathaway's piano and James' recitation.Miss Marshall happily walked to the piano and watched Hathaway play earnestly, as if she finally found a confidant in this room, someone with the same hobbies as herself.
"Miss Butler, this is really wonderful. Is it your own creation?" Miss Marshall's eyes were shining, and no one could mistake the slightest falsehood in her surprised expression. Her love for music made her She can't hide herself at all, and she can't control herself at all about the things she really loves. She must speak out loudly so that others can feel her feelings.Even the faux pas of interrupting others in the midst of a performance seemed to her entirely out of affection, and those who shared her feelings must have understood.
"Oh, no, Miss Marshall, although I also think it is wonderful, but unfortunately, this is not my work. If I have such ability, I will let the world know. If I have one-tenth of his Then I must have shown you all a long time ago. This is Mr. Ludwig Beethoven's work." Hathaway didn't feel offended, in fact, she is a very good-tempered person, she is very It's hard to be angry with someone unless that person is really guilty.She seems to be able to understand others by nature, ignore all kinds of inappropriateness of others, and she can always find the bright spots in other people's characters. If she does see the shortcomings of others, she can interpret them from her own point of view, but she herself She also felt that it was not because of kindness, but because she was unwilling to use other people's mistakes to punish herself.
She thinks that all people have shortcomings. For friends, you should focus on their strengths, because you are just friends, and if your friends have any shortcomings that you can't tolerate at all, then they are no longer friends, that's all .So what can't you tolerate about the shortcomings of people who aren't even friends?
It is this kind of attitude that allows her to be in the same room with anyone without making people feel bored. It makes her easy to be liked by others, but it also makes it difficult for others to really understand her likes and dislikes.
"Please call me Olivia. I have never heard this piece. Is it Mr. Beethoven's new work?"
"Okay, Olivia, please call me Hathaway too. It's a song my brother Philip collected for me. I'll write the score for you later."
"Oh! Hathaway, he is such a good brother. If Bradley treats me so well, I will definitely say good things about him everywhere." The two looked at each other and laughed tacitly.Hathaway felt a little fond of this straightforward and enthusiastic girl.
The furnishings in the room have hardly changed from eight years ago. Although she has lived in this room for a while, she feels a little strange now.
She woke up here eight years ago. At that time, she was lying on the bed and could barely move. Everyone around her was screaming. Only one person hugged her without hesitation, and thanked the Lord loudly for returning his poor daughter to her. He, his hot tears dripping down her face, kept kissing her forehead.
Although she was still confused at the time, she remembered that she was still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital at the last moment. She had been lying in the hospital for more than half a year. As soon as she opened her eyes, she could see the white walls of the hospital. She almost vomited, she remembered that she said goodbye to her parents at the hospital bed before she died, thanked them for their care for many years, and if there is an afterlife, she will be their daughter.
She used to be just an ordinary high school student. At the age of 17, she loves to laugh, make trouble and read books, but a sudden car accident made her unable to stand up anymore. She suffered a spinal injury and was paraplegic at a high position. Since then, she has been lying in bed for ten years. Years ago, she can still recall the pain and despair at that time. A young girl can only be bedridden from now on. Her future was completely cut off. She wanted to end her life countless times. It was the begging of her parents and the selfless Taking care of her made her cheer up again.Her family originally had little savings, but in order to treat her illness, they became destitute, but her parents never gave up on her and took good care of her. She will never forget what her parents gave her.
Of course, when she fully woke up and figured out her state, she couldn't help but complain, why couldn't she be given a healthier body?Well, if health is not her turn, but why not earlier?Back from the dead wasn't so popular in the nineteenth century!
When she got better and could go to the ground, she couldn't help thanking God again!Although she is only ten years old, it can be seen that this is definitely a little beauty!She used to watch those foreign cute babies drooling fiercely, but now she doesn't need to, she just needs to look at the mirror and drool to herself!If beauty is converted into combat power, then she has broken the table.
So let her start a new life with the superiority of the 21st century over the 19th century!
The old Viscount Butler had five sons and one daughter in his life. His eldest son, Philip, was calm, rigorous, and responsible. Under his education, he grew up to be a qualified heir and inherited the title and many properties after his death. The second son, Phoenix, inherited Mrs. Butler's artistic talent and loved painting and music. Unfortunately, he fell ill and died at the age of 16; the third son, Andrew, was bohemian by nature and didn't like restraint. Mrs. Le loved and doted on her sons equally, allowing Andrew to spend a comfortable and smooth juvenile period, while the remaining two children died shortly after they were born.
Although the old Sir Butler had five sons successively, even the hounds in the manor knew who his master loved the most. The Butlers have always longed for a daughter, and this wish lasted until Mrs. Butler was 35 years old. It was only then that Mrs. Butler gave birth to a baby girl who was 8 months pregnant. Due to the premature birth, the mother and daughter suffered great physical damage. Good London to deal with possible dangerous situations, God bless the only daughter survived with difficulty.
There is no father in this world who loves his daughter more than Sir Butler. He often calls his daughter Princess Hathaway, and the first thing he does when he wakes up every day is to see if his little princess is sleeping well. He will try his best to fulfill any request of Sylvia, including when she was 6 years old, she told Mr. Butler that she wanted to see a unicorn. Mr. Butler ordered someone to carve a unicorn out of ivory and put it on a white horse. This unicorn has become one of Hathaway's favorite collections.
Fortunately, even with the world's most doting father, Hathaway did not grow into a selfish and arrogant noble lady.She was born with an angelic face since she was a child, and she is understanding and sympathetic. If she hears about any tenant who is in trouble, she will definitely help her. No one who sees her does not like her, and of course Including her brothers, who love her as much as her father, but in different ways.
After dinner that day, everyone did not go back to the room, but went to the living room to play whist again. This was really a suitable pastime, but Miss Hathaway was not very satisfied because she had never gone out before. The need for communication, so I don't know how to play poker at all. These days, I have been losing. Although she is not a competitive person, it is really embarrassing to make the people in her group lose all the time.It just so happened that Mr. West brought his sisters over to play again today, so there were 11 more of them out of 3, and she immediately gave the opportunity to Mr. West to read a book aside.
She casually took out a book of poetry from the bookshelf, and read it in the dim light of the fire on the recliner by the fireplace.
But she didn't pay attention to Mr. Wallace at the poker table beside him because he always looked back absent-mindedly to see that she had lost two hands in a row, which made Andrew keep making fun of him.In the end, he had no choice but to give up his seat to Miss Borg, and Miss Hoffman who was at the other table immediately left the table with the excuse of having a headache.
"I'm so unlucky today, hehehe." Mr. Wallace was really not good at lying, and his face turned red when he said it.
Hathaway covered her face behind the book, pretending to concentrate on reading and ignore the couple.
But Mr. Wallace sat directly opposite Hathaway, looking at the book she was reading.
"Miss Butler is reading sonnets? Today's ladies are really amazing. They must be proficient in music, singing, painting, dancing, appreciation of poetry, and proficiency in modern languages. All of them are so versatile."
Hathaway had no choice but to answer now, "If you want me to say that if you can only play a few etudes and sing a few songs, then it is not a versatile talent, at most it can only be called a wide range of interests, like myself , although I like music, it is by no means proficient, and my dance is not good, and my father used to always say that I am not emotional enough when reciting poetry."
"Yes, today's gentlemen always like to compliment the ladies, making them all perfect talents. In fact, almost everyone in the upper class can do it, but the degree of mastery is different." Hoffman The lady agreed with Hathaway's point of view, but she didn't mean to belittle herself, instead implying that she was very proficient in these things.
"Oh! I think the ladies are all very remarkable."
"Let's talk about something else, William, and read us a sonnet." Miss Hoffman called Mr. Wallace's Christian name in a sweet voice, as if to say something to him again in this way. Someone announces her acquaintance with Mr. Wallace.
"Of course, I am willing to serve the ladies." He stood up, motioned for Hathaway to give him the book, and skillfully flipped to the place he wanted to read.
"Like an inexperienced actor on stage,
Worried about not performing well enough to forget the role that should be played;
And like a wild beast that is too restless,
That majestic strength softened his heart.
I too am troubled by hope, and cannot speak
Adequate and moderate words expressing love and pleasure,
Overwhelmed by love's overpowering pressure,
The fiery emotion of love seems cold and flat.
ah!Let my silent poetry be eloquent,
Silently speaking the words hidden in my heart,
It is begging for love, but also to receive your gift,
More words than the smooth talker.
Learn to read poetry written in silent love,
Only by listening with your eyes can you understand the true meaning of love. " (Shakespeare Sonnets, Poem 23)
Hathaway had to admit that Mr. Wallace's eyes were gentle and affectionate when he read aloud, and his voice was clear, loud and full of emotion unique to young people. He didn't even need the book, he just held it in his hand Here, he waved it from time to time, matching his gestures, it was indeed indescribably moving.But if he can stop looking at her while reading the poem, and look at her with bright expectant eyes after reading, she will definitely be able to get more involved in the poem.Now she only felt that goosebumps were falling all over the floor. Although she wasn't disgusted, it was very embarrassing. Everyone stopped playing cards and looked at this side, while Miss Hoffman stood aside like an air-conditioning machine, and her whole body was going black.
Colonel Brandon also frowned and looked over, his eyes looked deep and melancholy, as if she caused all this!She didn't want to either!She also wants to be a bystander!
Her cheeks twitched fiercely, "Let me play the piano." In fact, she practiced the piano for nearly ten years in modern times. Although she put it down later, she picked it up again after coming here, so the skill He has entered the hall early, not to mention reaching the level of a master, but it is definitely above the level.
She walked quickly to the piano and played a famous piano piece "To Alice" by Beethoven. But there is a power to touch people's hearts, and the rhythm of looping back and forth is fresh and meaningful, which can make everyone who has heard it feel the simplicity and beauty of love.
Everyone who played cards gave up the game completely, and enjoyed Hathaway's piano and James' recitation.Miss Marshall happily walked to the piano and watched Hathaway play earnestly, as if she finally found a confidant in this room, someone with the same hobbies as herself.
"Miss Butler, this is really wonderful. Is it your own creation?" Miss Marshall's eyes were shining, and no one could mistake the slightest falsehood in her surprised expression. Her love for music made her She can't hide herself at all, and she can't control herself at all about the things she really loves. She must speak out loudly so that others can feel her feelings.Even the faux pas of interrupting others in the midst of a performance seemed to her entirely out of affection, and those who shared her feelings must have understood.
"Oh, no, Miss Marshall, although I also think it is wonderful, but unfortunately, this is not my work. If I have such ability, I will let the world know. If I have one-tenth of his Then I must have shown you all a long time ago. This is Mr. Ludwig Beethoven's work." Hathaway didn't feel offended, in fact, she is a very good-tempered person, she is very It's hard to be angry with someone unless that person is really guilty.She seems to be able to understand others by nature, ignore all kinds of inappropriateness of others, and she can always find the bright spots in other people's characters. If she does see the shortcomings of others, she can interpret them from her own point of view, but she herself She also felt that it was not because of kindness, but because she was unwilling to use other people's mistakes to punish herself.
She thinks that all people have shortcomings. For friends, you should focus on their strengths, because you are just friends, and if your friends have any shortcomings that you can't tolerate at all, then they are no longer friends, that's all .So what can't you tolerate about the shortcomings of people who aren't even friends?
It is this kind of attitude that allows her to be in the same room with anyone without making people feel bored. It makes her easy to be liked by others, but it also makes it difficult for others to really understand her likes and dislikes.
"Please call me Olivia. I have never heard this piece. Is it Mr. Beethoven's new work?"
"Okay, Olivia, please call me Hathaway too. It's a song my brother Philip collected for me. I'll write the score for you later."
"Oh! Hathaway, he is such a good brother. If Bradley treats me so well, I will definitely say good things about him everywhere." The two looked at each other and laughed tacitly.Hathaway felt a little fond of this straightforward and enthusiastic girl.
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