The heroine of the healing department is very rigid [Pride and Prejudice]

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Scareva came out, "It's just a few cans, you don't need to take risks."

"The twins are too thin. They are only 12 years old. They are just growing up. They can't eat that kind of muddy food every day." Mary pushed the door of Ms. Gray's dormitory a little, and leaned on the door to look inside. I looked around and made sure no one was there, so I boldly walked in.

"You're too thin, Scarva. We need to eat something nutritious."

The teacher's dormitory is much more spacious and bright than the student dormitory. The floor is still covered with old wine-red carpets, and two wooden beds are located on the east and west sides of the room.The one with the starched white sheet and nothing but quilt and pillows was Miss Gray's bunk.

There was an old starched chest over its bed, but it was unlocked--not allowed in Lowood, not even the teacher.

Mary walked softly over and opened the drawer.

As expected, the canned beef she brought was neatly arranged inside, like soldiers waiting for battle.

In addition, there is a red iron box inside, which contains the biscuits Elizabeth bought from the grocery store.

Mary thought for a while, then hugged three unopened cans in her arms, wrapped half a box of biscuits in a handkerchief, and put them in Scareva's apron.

She then used the corkscrew in the cabinet to pry open a new can and placed the opened can on the nightstand of the other bed.Also intentionally sprinkled some cookie crumbs around.

After finishing this, Mary clapped her hands in satisfaction, put her hands on her hips, and proudly said to Scareva, "In this way, Old Gray Crow won't suspect us."

"You are so insidious." Scareva curled her lips, but there was an expression of approval on her face.

"These foods belong to me, I just took them back." Mary held the can back into her arms nonchalantly, and pointed to another bed with her chin, "Besides, she is not a good thing. There is no one outside Well, we should go."

With biscuits and canned food, the twins in the dormitory finally had a full meal, and the other girls also got a little food each. Although they couldn't fill their stomachs, they could at least have a big meal.

Miranda also took out an aluminum pot, poured the remaining canned broth into it, added some hot water, and put a few pickled soybeans left over from lunch, so they also had soup.

"Next time you can't take any more risks," Miranda said softly to Marie and Scarva as she lovingly distributed the last bit of broth to the twins.

"Grey's still has my bacon and books. We plan to go again in two days. If I'm lucky, I can get back two pairs of winter gloves." Mary glanced at the frostbite on the twins' hands and regretted secretly I was in such a hurry today that I didn't have time to look for ointments in Gray's cupboard.

"It's too dangerous." Miranda raised her voice slightly, "If someone finds out, you'll all be whipped."

"Even if we don't do anything, we will be whipped." Scareva looked at the scars on her hands nonchalantly. A few days ago, she was hit by a ruler just because she got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.The reason was that she walked too loudly and woke up the teacher who was resting.But in fact, everyone knows that Scareva didn't even wear shoes in order to minimize the movement.

"We'll be more careful," Mary reassured.

In order to prevent the smell of canned food from wafting out, the girls deliberately tore discarded bed sheets into long strips to block the cracks in the doors and windows.Since there were no chairs or stools, they all sat directly on the floor, with a few old clothes under their buttocks to keep them from catching cold, and shared biscuits and canned food.At the twins' plea, Scareva also told fairy tales.

The weak candlelight reflected on the girls' young faces, and everyone was attracted by Scareva's story.

"Bandits, thieves, bandits!" A discordant voice came from the direction of the teachers' dormitory. The princess in Scareva's story put down the poisoned apple in her hand. Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.

"For God's sake, Gray." A husky female voice said, "No one cares about your broken cans."

"Then how do you explain, my cans appeared on your table, and there are biscuits. You must have stolen it. You are a robber."

"You must have misplaced it yourself." The hoarse female voice coughed and continued, "You put the biscuit crumbs on my cabinet, and I haven't settled with you yet."

"Hmph, don't think we don't know, you swallowed the food and clothes brought by that stinky girl. Be content, Gray, and watch out for the headmaster to kick you out."

"Go all alone?" screamed Miss Gray in her characteristic ugly voice. "I only got five cans, and I ate one myself, and you stole the rest. How dare you say I was all alone, old lady."

Then there was a "ding ding bang bang" sound and a series of rude shouts.

"Aren't they going to fight?" Mary asked Scareva quietly.

"This is nothing new. Don't act like you've never seen the world. In Lowood, it's quite normal for teachers to fight because of uneven distribution of spoils." Scareva showed that picture again. With a look of contempt, he glared at Mary.

"She only brought 10 cans in total, but you took 5 of them. Isn't that what it is?"

"I brought her here, and it's only natural that I brought more things." Gray spat, his voice sounding a bit vague.

"Stingy girl, you only brought this little thing. Scareva brought money back then, but she didn't bring any money."

Mary touched her breast pocket, secretly glad that she hid the pocket money her father gave her well enough.

"Enough, don't be ashamed, are you afraid that the students won't hear you?" Another strange female voice came, and then she cursed a few words in a low voice, and took Gray and the others away.

"I don't understand. Is Lowood School so short of money? The teachers still need to deduct from the students' luggage." Mary went back to bed and wrapped her body tightly with the quilt. The winter hadn't passed yet, and the dormitory was often shiveringly cold.

"Of course the principal is not short of money. But the teachers are not necessarily. The principal oppresses the teachers, and the teachers oppress the students, that's all." Scarva explained.

It was very late at night, in order to save some candles, and to get up in time tomorrow morning, the girls had to finish their bed session.

The twins had a rare good dinner and slept soundly in their respective beds.

Mary couldn't sleep.As Miranda said, she can't always take the risk of going to the teachers' dormitory to "steal" things. Judging from the attitude of Old Gray Crow today, if she finds out that she "stealed" the cans, she must skin herself .

For some reason, when she thought of "skinning", the face of Heathcliff appeared in Mary's mind instantly.He said that day that he bought the little white horse back to peel its skin to make a drumhead. Mary didn't believe it at the time, but she didn't think too much because she was so angry about Duke John.

According to Mrs. Jones, Heathcliff took a lot of trouble to get the little white horse back, and he was very kind to him.Of course, this can be seen without other people telling Mary.The little white horse is notoriously dislikes the poor and loves the rich. If Heathcliff treats it badly, it will never be reluctant to part with Bell Manor.

So, why on earth did he help him redeem the little white horse? Is it because of guilt?

Mary imagined Heathcliff looking for the little white horse all over the world because of guilt, and felt a little funny for some reason.Does this person feel guilty?Mary couldn't imagine.She thinks that Heathcliff is just like the little white horse, but he has no heart.

Perhaps, he is better than the little white horse?

Mary was distraught and wondered why she thought of him in the middle of the night.The more she tried to get him out of her mind, the more she couldn't get him out, and in the end, even in her sleep, there was Heathcliff's gloomy face.

He held the whip in one hand and led the little white horse in the other, and they said to Mary together, "You are the one who has no conscience, and you are the most unconscionable."

Shocked by fright, Mary woke up from her sleep, only to find that it was still dark.She rubbed her forehead, fell into a drowsy sleep again, and soon fell asleep again.

The fifth day of every month is the day that students look forward to the most.Because on this day, a postman will come to Lowood School.The postman in the blue uniform was not tall, had red skin, and spoke in a rough voice, as if he was arguing with someone.But these did not affect his popularity among the students.

Ever since she came to Lowood, Mary had been looking forward to it day and night, and finally she was looking forward to the number five that she had been thinking of so much.

Generally speaking, the postman arrives around [-]:[-] pm, so they still have a full half day to write letters to their families.

In her letter to Elizabeth, Mary severely complained about Lowood's school life, and eagerly expected her sister to take her back.She had planned that, as soon as she got home, she would sue Lowood with the officers, accusing them of mistreating the students.

However, when her long and cumbersome letter was finally completed, she received another extremely unfortunate news.

"Now, hand in your letters, and I'll hand them over to the postman after I've checked them." Ms. Gray sat behind the big desk at the front of the classroom, holding an old pen in her hand, using her pair of pea-sized pens. His eyes scanned the students in the classroom back and forth.