Evan suppressed his inner excitement and walked into his house.
The Duke was standing in the corridor, staring at a painting hanging on the wall of the corridor. The corner of Evan's mouth moved slightly. That painting was his work. Although he didn't do anything major in his last life, he was in the fields of calligraphy, painting and music. But a lot of hard work was done, on the one hand, to satisfy his father, on the other hand, to be able to pick up girls better. In those days, even if you wanted to pick up girls, you had to have two brushes.
"Is this your painting?" The Duke said with his back to Evan, with a strange softness in his tone.
Evan smiled slightly: "I don't draw well, I made you laugh."
"No, it's very well drawn." The Duke turned to look at Evan and said, "Pastor Bruce, I really don't know how many surprises you will bring me."
Evan was overjoyed, but his face was still modest and respectful: "The Duke has won the prize, but it's just a small skill."
Duke Wilson looked at Evan with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, then smiled and said, "Pastor Bruce is too humble." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the room.
Evan naturally followed suit.
When he sat down in the room, the duke started talking: "Pastor Bruce, I came to you this time for a big event. I wanted to make an investment in the church before, but I heard that recently the church's There seems to be some problems with the accounts, do you have anything to say about this?"
Speaking of this, Evan was suddenly shocked. Only he and Mrs. Sanders knew about the problem with the church's accounts. Mrs. Sanders was in bed these days. When he went to see her yesterday, she was almost still in bed. Can't get out of bed, how did the duke know.
"My esteemed duke, I am very ashamed to talk about this matter. It was my carelessness that caused this mistake. There are indeed some errors in the church's ledger, but please rest assured that the church will definitely make this happen. I will find out, and I won't let such a thing happen." Evan said with a heartache, but he was frowning faintly in his heart. Although the duke seemed to appreciate him very much, his words today were a clear beating. I don't understand what the Duke thinks.
"Pastor Bruce, apart from these, do you have anything else to say? If this matter spreads to the church, your reputation is at stake!" The Duke looked at Evan with meaning, his eyes flashing with uncertainty.
Evan was startled, and looked at the duke in surprise, but his heart turned back and forth in an instant. It seems that the duke already knew that this matter was related to Pastor Ross.
"No, I don't have anything to say." Evan lowered his face, closed his eyes when he was ill, but his face was pale. This was completely in line with a person who was devout to the Lord, but had to betray him because of his trust in others. The persona of an upright person who believes in himself.
Duke Wilson's eyes suddenly softened: "Pastor, why are you doing this?"
The honorific title is omitted, but it becomes more and more close.
Evan lowered his head and smiled, his handsome profile with a hint of gentle softness: "Lord Duke, this matter needs to be investigated again, and I can't make a decision easily, and I can't destroy other people's reputation for my own benefit. ."
Duke Wilson couldn't help sighing, and his cold appearance finally melted a bit: "There are very few upright and noble people like you in this world, don't worry, this matter will not be passed on to the church, wait. You caught that worm, and you are still the best priest in Derain."
Evan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Duke Wilson was very satisfied with this test. In this way, the relationship between him and him finally got closer.
"By the way, pastor, where did you just go? Did something happen? You went out to visit so late." Duke Wilson asked suddenly.
Evan's expression was slightly stagnant, and then he smiled and said, "It's about Miss Arya."
As soon as Evan mentioned the name, Duke Wilson's face immediately darkened: "What can she do?"
Evan was a little surprised: "Don't you know? Miss Arya was arrested this morning."
The Duke frowned slightly: "What the hell is going on?" It turned out that he really didn't know.
Evan sighed and recounted today's events completely. Of course, he exaggerated the point that Arya had always abandoned for John, intentionally or unintentionally.
The Duke heard that his face was almost gloomy at the end, and there was a trace of impatience in his eyes: "I really didn't expect the Hester and his daughter to act so recklessly, I really don't know how to advance or retreat!"
A smile flashed in Evan's eyes: "I can't blame Miss Arya, it's because the timing is not right, otherwise there won't be so many things happening."
Evan's defense was so weak that he couldn't believe it, not to mention Duke Wilson.
"Pastor Bruce, you don't have to defend them. A noble person like you can't understand their thoughts. John is a good guy. It's not bad for Arya to marry him. Why wouldn't she be willing?" It turned out, No matter how cold-blooded the Duke is, he still has some incense love for the people around him.
Evan smiled slightly: "Lord Duke, love is a very wonderful thing. It does not determine whether a person is good or not. It comes from the depths of a person's heart. Naturally, there is no reason. You shouldn't use this to blame. Miss Arya's."
Duke Wilson looked at Evan with a more solemn look: "Your words are really good words. I thought the church should despise an indecent lady like Alia."
Evan smiled and shook his head. At this moment, the sympathetic look on his handsome face almost stabbed the Duke's eyes. His life had been struggling in darkness and pain from the moment he was born, but Evan was like a touch of Like a strong light, it shines into his life. He is kind, noble and broad-minded. He is knowledgeable and elegant. Everything about him seems to be the opposite of himself, which strongly attracts his attention.
The duke took a deep breath and finally calmed down: "Pastor, do you have time next week? I want to invite you to be a guest at Cornwall Manor." Originally, there was no such intention, but this sentence has He blurted out suddenly, without a trace of hesitation.
Evan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "It's an honor."
It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Evan sent the duke away, and they talked for a long time around art and science after that. Evan was glad that he did not return all the knowledge he had learned to the teacher, but even so , In front of an indigenous person like the Duke, Evan still found himself reluctant to deal with it.
But the Duke's senses are different. You must know that he has been high above the ground since he was born, and the education he has received is far different from that of ordinary people. It is difficult to understand, but Evan can not only understand, but also keep up with It's too surprising to think of your own.
"Pastor Bruce, you are a real mentor and friend. I hope we can talk as much as we do today." Duke Wilson was very satisfied.
Evan felt guilty, but he could only follow with a smile: "I look forward to communicating with you."
When Duke Wilson's carriage disappeared from Evan's sight, Evan finally breathed a sigh of relief, which was too difficult for the Duke to deal with.
**
In the early morning of the next day, the news of Arya's release spread throughout Delan Lier, and even more outrageous at the suggestion of Sheriff Chandler, Arya was spread as a A slandered lady, framed by outrageous lies, who has lost her beloved fiancé, yet suffers such a disgrace, that overnight Dr. Hester's house is almost surrounded by tabloid reporters and good-natured residents .
The Hester father and daughter were living in dire straits, but Sheriff Chandler was very happy, he patted Evan, who came to inquire about the news, on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Look, Mr. Pastor, this is simply It's as fun as Christmas, and I'm sure the person who sent the anonymous letter will do something tonight, and the damn case is finally over!"
However, Evan did not dare to be as optimistic as Sheriff Chandler. He stroked the folds of his clothes and calmly avoided another attack by Sheriff Chandler. He said warmly, "Then what did the Lawrence couple say? ? You release Arya and they have no opinion?"
Speaking of this Sheriff Chandler, he couldn't help frowning: "Alas... They are also a pair of poor people, the only child was killed like this, Mrs. Lawrence almost collapsed, and all the burdens were placed on poor Lawrence. On Mr. Arya, we didn't dare to tell Mrs. Lawrence, this poor old lady likes Arya so much, but Arya breaks her heart like this, I'm afraid she will really break her heart."
In the first half of the sentence, Evan disagreed. In the original book, Mrs. Lawrence wanted to eat Alia raw, and in the end, when John was cannon fodder, it was even more serious. A Mrs. Lawrence was about to break the boundaries of the law and did it herself.
"What did Mr. Lawrence say?" Evan continued to ask.
"The old guy was so angry, he pointed his nose at Dr. Hester and scolded Dr. Hester. His hands were shaking so I almost thought he had epilepsy, hey!" Sheriff Chandler said suddenly: "Don't underestimate Mr. Lawrence. The little old man is very strong, and none of the police officers could stop him, and I almost let him hit Dr. Hester, but fortunately I stopped him."
"Oh?" This Evan did not expect that Mr. Lawrence would react so strongly to this matter.
Speaking of which, Sheriff Chandler looked at Evan with some hesitation. Evan thought it was a little funny and said directly: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Sheriff Chandler smiled shyly: "Haha, you know me, I have an uncle who works in the town's post office. He is fifty-five years old this year, but he is still in good health. Mrs. Sanders has a good relationship, this time Mrs. Sanders is sick and he wants to visit, but... but... "
Evan almost sprayed the tea on Sheriff Chandler's face, and someone hit Mrs. Sanders's head