In the auditorium, all the students were ordered to change into a set of clean school uniforms, and their hair was also required to be coiled up and fixed firmly with hard black clips.A few girls standing in the first row were holding flowers in their hands, teachers were standing on both sides, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of the school manager.

In the past, some "big people" would occasionally visit Hertfordshire, such as judges or governors, and the villagers would line up at the entrance of the village at this time.The village head will also arrange for some of the best-looking girls to hold flowers for the visiting "big shots".

Needless to say, the task of bouquets and presenting flowers has been exclusive to Jane since she turned 15.Later Elizabeth and Mary grew up, and the mayor liked to call them both.But Mary didn't go once, because she always "just happened" the day before to "cold", "sprain her foot", or simply oversleep.In short, she just didn't go.The village chief had no choice but to follow her.

Mary doesn't want to be a "flower messenger", it's too boring, and you have to get up before dawn to comb your hair, who doesn't want to sleep a little longer.Although she has never been a "flower messenger", Mary knows that under normal circumstances, the messengers are all good-looking girls, such as Jane and Elizabeth. Forget it, she is not like herself. Lian, I'm too proud.

In short, most of the girls who can present flowers are not bad.But the girls presenting flowers in Lowood today are a little different. The girls standing in the front row holding flowers all look like they haven't washed their faces.

This is not to say that they are not beautiful, and there are no girls who are in their teenage years that are not beautiful.Everyone has their own unique style and charm, and girls should not be judged by the standards set by men.

They are so young and they deserve to be beautiful.

The girls standing in the front row seemed to deliberately not dress themselves up, or they could dress themselves up in such a bad way.Their skirts had obviously not been ironed, their hair was disheveled, and some had soot stuck to their collars.

This state is indeed not suitable for welcoming guests.

Mrs. White, who has always paid attention to the appearance of herself and those around her, once got into a rage when Mary got ink on her fingers and accused her of being slovenly and unclean.But today, Mrs. White was uncharacteristically, instead of admonishing the girls holding flowers, she looked at them with satisfaction.

"I hope you will be polite enough in a while not to be ashamed in front of the school director." Mrs. White stood in the middle of the auditorium with her hands on her hips and said loudly.Then she gave Mary another hard gouging look.

Mary:? ? ?

Mary swears to God, she was absolutely innocent just now, did Mrs. White find them yesterday?No, if found out, it is absolutely impossible for me and Scareva to stand here properly.

"welcome."

A vague figure of a man dressed as an aristocrat appeared at the door of the auditorium. Mrs. White greeted him immediately when she saw it, and the pompadour shoes made a series of "da da da" sounds on the floor.

The man took off his hat, nodded politely to Mrs. White, and then followed her, gradually approaching the interior of the auditorium.His demeanor was very gentlemanly, and he always kept a proper distance from Mrs. White.

The auditorium was very dim, and Mary squinted her eyes to try to recognize this slightly familiar figure. Finally, she found that this polite-looking man turned out to be Duke John from last night.

Scareva apparently noticed this too, for her face began to look ugly again.

The leading girls presented flowers according to the procedure, and Duke John greeted them kindly about their study status. After receiving flowers, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief calmly.

Seeing this, Mrs. White showed a satisfied smile.

"What an excellent girl." Duke John took White's place and stood in the center of the auditorium, clasping his hands on his chest. "In a few years, you will definitely become the best wife and mother in London. I believe you."

The Duke of John delivered a short speech, all about Lowood, his wife and children, all with a friendly smile on his face.It's hard to believe that he once sold a bunch of stolen goods to a young businessman and landed him in jail.He behaved well and behaved like a gentleman, and it was also hard to believe that he had more than one lover when he had a wife.One of them was young enough to be his daughter, and the other was headmaster at Lowood.

Mary lowered her eyes and silently prayed that this annoying person could leave quickly. She had the illusion that Duke John had been looking at her vaguely.His gaze was not obscene, but rather aggressive, like a gold digger looking at a gold mine, or a wild animal looking at a white rabbit.In short, it was a very uncomfortable look.

Fortunately, Duke John did not stay in the auditorium for a long time. After a short speech, he proposed to visit the campus, and Mrs. White naturally would not refuse.Then, the students also started class as usual.

In fact, there is really nothing to see in Lowood, but it is just a two-storey wooden house standing in a barren space, that's all.There are flower beds in the open space, but there are no flowers in the flower beds. There is a fountain in the backyard, but there is not only no water in the fountain, but a dead bird.

Today's lunch is extraordinarily rich. There are not only fresh and soft cakes, but also fish and chips with tomato sauce, chicken curry in a white porcelain plate, fragrant sausages and mashed potatoes, and even raisins. Toffee pudding.

It's almost like Christmas.

The students were naturally very excited to see such a sumptuous luncheon.You know, their previous lunch only consisted of hard and dry bread, and beetroot soup that was either salty or watery, and if there was a plate of tomato soybeans left over from the teacher's cafeteria, it would be considered an extra meal.

"Yes, we have always eaten in the same restaurant as the students. We all eat the same food." Mrs. White led Duke John in and introduced him to Lowood's restaurant. She coughed lightly. A girl who was about to eat a cake immediately put down her fork.

"There will be beef Wellington and creamy soup in the afternoon. The children always like these." Mrs. White led Duke John to sit at the head of the table. That part was cut off and placed on Duke John's plate.

Mary curled her lips and turned her head to look at Scareva, only to find that she was still dazed, as if her soul was out of her body.

"I heard that one of your teachers is on leave." Duke John took a sip of the wine in his glass, cleared his throat, and was about to speak.

So all the girls reluctantly stopped the knives and forks in their hands, turned to look at him, and pretended to listen carefully.

"Learning this kind of thing can't be delayed. It just so happens that I have time recently, and I can come to take a few days of classes."

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone including Mrs. White's eyes widened in surprise, and the two girls sitting at the bottom seat had already started to discuss in a low voice.

It wasn't their fault, because the idea of ​​a duke coming to a girls' school was ridiculous.

"You mean, you want to teach these girls yourself?" Mrs. White confirmed again.

"Yes, that's it. You can't delay learning such things." Duke John himself didn't think there was anything strange about this suggestion, "I will also live in Lowood School during the period when I am acting as a substitute teacher. Don't worry too much about me. , just get me a bed and a blanket."

Mary suddenly felt a little sick to her stomach. It was hard for her to imagine living under the same roof with such a sanctimonious old man.Especially the other party's greedy and aggressive gaze made her feel as if she had eaten a fly.

As soon as she heard that Duke John was going to stay in Lowood, Mrs. White immediately became very happy. She stopped worrying about being a substitute teacher, and immediately got up and arranged for the students to clean out a clean room as a place for Duke John to rest and work.And the student who was assigned to clean the house was the unlucky Mary.

That night, Duke John, who was over fifty, was admitted to Lowood Girls' School.But he didn't come to class the next day as scheduled, but was resting in bed. I heard that the mattress last night was too hard, and it hit Old John's waist.

Hearing this news, the girls all breathed a sigh of relief, and they also didn't like this inexplicable male teacher.

"It's your fault, isn't it?" Scareva asked Mary after class, pulling Mary around the corner.

Mary raised her eyebrows triumphantly, looking very proud, "I just moved a little bit on his box spring mattress. It's because he's useless and used to sleeping on goose down mattresses. Since the Duke is in poor health, Then it's better to go home and not waste time in Lowood."

"That's enough, Mary." Scareva was a little angry, to be precise, anxious and angry, "Duke John is not as easy to deal with as Gray and Principal White, so don't cause trouble."

"I am very cautious. Even if they find out, they will only think that they have bought a bad mattress and have nothing to do with me." Mary explained, "Scarva, don't be afraid of him, he is a bad old man. I dare say, If we really fight, as long as the two of us join forces, he will definitely not be an opponent."

"What do you think about every day?" Scareva put her hands on her hips and sighed heavily, "If you really hurt a noble with your hands, prison will be your destination for the rest of your life."

"I was just joking." Mary stuck out her tongue and shook Scareva's arm back and forth, "I just wanted to tease you because you were unhappy since you came back from the principal's office that night. Seriously, Don't worry too much about that day, if Mrs. White finds out, we will definitely be locked up and whipped now. It is absolutely impossible to stand here all right."

"Who said I was afraid of Mrs. White?" Scareva gave Mary a sideways look, and began to wonder if there was something wrong with her mind.

"Why is that?" Mary didn't understand again. She thought Scareva was afraid of being discovered that day because she was abused by Old White before.Since it has nothing to do with Mrs. White, why?Could it be because of Duke John?

Mary thought of Duke John's greedy eyes on her, and his new lover Emily, and suddenly came up with a terrible idea.This thought couldn't help but make her face turn pale, and her chest heaved violently with anger.

"My God, what are you thinking?" Scareva glared at Mary, "How can you, a girl who is not out of the cabinet, think of those dirty things? I mean, although Old John is perverted, he still doesn't care about his own. Daughter starts."

"daughter?"

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