"Who are you?" Mr. Goldman asked a little defensively, he didn't like to face unknown people. Most of the people who came to his shop were acquaintances, and their purpose was very clear.
And the gentleman in front of him is young, but he looks like an official, and he doesn't have that kind of exaggerated atmosphere. He exudes a well-educated and intelligent atmosphere.
Karenin naturally skipped this sentence, looked at Mr. Goldman with bright blue eyes, and said, "I think it's best to take a step to speak."
Mr. Goldman pursed his lips: "Then come with me."
Mr. Goldman asked Prokhov to keep watching the store, and he took him to the backyard by himself.
When Karenin passed by the tall man, he looked at him for a while, then moved away, and followed Mr. Goldman to the backyard.
"I'm used to speaking in relatively open places, please don't mind." Mr. Goldman said.
Karenin raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "No, I don't mind."
"Then, if you don't want to reveal who you are, at least tell me why you are looking for me."
"You must have guessed something. In order to avoid mistakes, let me tell you that I am indeed here for Pavel."
When Karenin saw the young tailor looking at him, there was not much surprise in his green eyes.
"If that's the case, it will save me time." Mr. Goldman said, and then bowed respectfully, "I'm just an ordinary tailor, and one guy in this place is enough."
"I think you are mistaken," said Karenin calmly.
This time he finally saw the surprised look in the opponent's eyes, and he felt more confident because of this.
"Actually, I'm not giving you a chance to choose."
The man's voice was deep and mellow, and the end of his speech was slightly upturned, making it sound a little arrogant.
"You have to keep him, and teach him like a good teacher."
Mr. Goldman always thought that he could still make a lot of money in order to survive, but he underestimated his temper.
After hearing the words of this arrogant aristocrat, he chuckled lightly, and his green eyes narrowed their light.
"Are you going to use money or power to persecute me?"
Karenin said lightly: "It is obviously irrational to be angry. You know very well that whether it is money or power, I will always succeed in the end."
Mr. Goldman did not speak, because he knew that the man in front of him was right. Whether he was in his teens or twenties, he was always unable to truly suppress his own nature.
Karenin took a step forward, and the distance had already exceeded the safe distance between people. He moved his lips and said a word, his voice lowered a bit.
After seeing the change in the eyes of the other party, Karenin took a step back, and when the heel of his right shoe touched the heel of his left shoe lightly, he said in a calm tone: "Leave him, you will find his preciousness." Yes." After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.
"I want to know, how can such a decent person allow her to mess around like this? It's so inappropriate." Mr. Goldman asked.
Karenin stopped in his tracks. He didn't intend to answer, but the latter sentence touched his bottom line, so he turned around again. A pair of blue eyes looked at each other.
"When gold is buried in the sand, a gust of wind is always needed to reveal it. Otherwise, even if it is gold, it will just be buried deeper and deeper, and no one will know about it."
"As for other things, since you don't care, it's better not to care." He took a deep look at the other party, and then withdrew his gaze.
After leaving the tailor shop, Karenin did not immediately get into the carriage. He didn't want anyone to know about coming here today.
On the other hand, Anna learned from Kearney that Karenin would be back late, so she agreed, and sat at the desk to draw what she saw this afternoon.
When she had finished these things, she looked at the clock, but Karenin had not returned.
Anna has a coat on and she's going to go to the yard and so on.
Just about to go out, the sky began to drizzle again. On winter evenings, it was dark, almost depressing.
"Madam, where are you going?" asked the old housekeeper.
Anna smiled, took the umbrella and said, "I won't go out, just wait in the yard."
After hearing her words, the serious old housekeeper softened his expression.
"It's not warm outside."
Anna took a horse lantern: "This is much better."
Seeing this, Kearney no longer stopped her.
Anna stood in the yard for a while, then walked ten meters forward and stayed there. After a while, I walked forward another ten meters. Just move and move like this, until you reach the gate.
She leaned forward, and the porter, looking a little bewildered, suggested dryly that she should go back to the house.
"I'll just stand there for a while, sir should be back." Anna said, the small lantern made a little noise in the cold wind.
After a while, the rattling sound of the carriage sounded.
Regrettably, that was not Karenin.
Anna bit her lip, feeling a little worried now.
Seeing this, the concierge comforted: "It will be fine, ma'am, sir, there were times when he came back late before."
"En." Anna responded with some embarrassment, but the anxiety in her heart did not really ease.
Her hand was a little sore, and when she switched to her left hand, a figure not far away was walking steadily. The concierge didn't notice, but after taking a few glances, Anna suddenly walked forward.
"Alexis, is that you?" Anna shouted, the man paused for a moment, Anna ran over happily when she saw this, and when she got closer, she found that it was her husband.
"How did you walk back?" Anna asked.
"What are you doing standing outside?" Karenin frowned. From the light of the lantern, he could see his wife's flushed face from the cold. He raised his hand to take the lantern.
"I thought you hadn't come back yet, so I came out to have a look." Anna said with a smile, she put away her umbrella, hid under Karenin's umbrella, and held Karenin's arm affectionately.
The concierge also hurried over to hold umbrellas for them.
"We have an umbrella." Anna said gently, indicating that they could go back to the house by themselves.
"Just want to go for a walk." Karenin answered Anna's question. He didn't tell the truth. Generally speaking, if he deliberately concealed something, almost no one could see through it.
"Ah, you worry me a little."
"I will not do it again."
On the way back to the house, Karenin tilted the umbrella towards his wife and said, "Don't stand outside and wait next time."
"I can't guarantee that." Anna said with a smile.
Anna didn't think this little episode was a big deal, but it meant more to Karenin.
After getting married, it means that there is always someone who is sincerely waiting for you to go home. Nothing to do with interests.
And Anna, when she went to Mr. Goldman's tailor shop the next day, found that the other party agreed.
That happened at noon, and she was diligently packing some things, and then Mr. Goldman called her current name for the first time.
"Pavel."
"What's the matter, sir?" Anna replied, looking at each other at the same time. She found that Mr. Goldman was looking at her, so she was a little uneasy. I don't know if this eccentric man will expose her on the spot. But he didn't.
"Why do you want to stay here?"
Anna breathed a sigh of relief. She had planned to say something, but now she decided not to. As if this Mr. Goldman really knew her identity, so she said seriously: "I just want to help others."
"help?"
"Yes. Mr. Goldman, don't you think women's clothing is a little too harsh now?"
"harsh?"
"Ordinary women don't have the conditions to pay attention to clothes, while high-society women are bound by clothes. Those clothes that are not comfortable are their only choice at present."
After hearing this, Mr. Goldman didn't change his expression, he just said: "You are accusing me too."
Anna smiled and said bluntly.
"Of course not. It's just that if clothing can be made more beautiful from the fabric itself or the cut, why not also liberate the female body a little bit. 'Ass in Paris' I don't think it has a good relationship with beauty."
"If you say that, don't you ever think that I really don't want you?"
"Ah, I don't have time to think about it. I originally had an argument, but I think you are more likely to kick me out because of this argument, so I can only give it a try." Anna blinked her eyes .
"But it's just the handyman, you understand?" said Mr. Goldman, making no comment on Anna's bold remark.
Handyman was not what Anna wanted to be, but at least now she could stay.
Anna was at the counter with Mr. Prokhov, and was in charge of receiving occasional customers when they came to the shop. It was her basic job, but really, if you're in a tailor's shop, you can always learn more if you put your mind to it.
"He didn't shy away from me. I can watch from the sidelines if I have nothing to do." Anna talked about this with Karenin during dinner.
Today's dinner is lemon chicken, which is crispy and not greasy. She thinks it is very delicious.
Karenin still didn't talk much, but he was listening to himself, and Anna always knew it.
She thought for a while and asked, "Actually, I think it's a little strange."
"What?"
"Why did Mr. Goldman suddenly agree to keep me?" Anna looked at her husband and blinked.
Karenin ate a piece of chicken, looked at his wife, and said calmly, "Are you wondering if I did something?"
"I think there is a certain chance, yes."
"No, I didn't." Karenin continued to cut the food, and replied calmly, "Don't forget, I personally don't agree with you doing this."
"That's right." Anna took a bite of broccoli. Then she looked at her husband, who looked up at her too, and said, "Concentrate on eating."
"Oh." Anna responded. She looked at the chicken and thought about it, and finally decided to eat well.
Seeing his wife concentrating on eating, Karenin felt relieved.
That night, Karenin was finally able to pick up his reading progress.