Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Taste of Shirley
The Congregation of the Sisters of Tomes, also known as the Congregation of the Most Holy Savior, was founded in 1895 by Sister Tomes.
Situated in a small town on the banks of the River Clyde in the west of Scotland, the Sisters of the Devil consists of several buildings and a large garden.
On a hot summer day, Sister Labetti sat in the dark reception room, dozing off, her head tilted sideways, and a wet towel covered her face to cool off the heat.
The knock on the door woke Labetti from her sleep, and she quickly wiped her face with a towel, woke up, said wait a minute, put on her shoes and socks, and walked to the iron door.
Nun Labetti did not open the iron door, but only pulled a baffle on the door and looked out through the narrow hole one foot square.
The sun was dazzling, and Abeti raised her hand to cover her eyes, and faintly saw a young woman.
Labetti didn't know each other, she asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?" ”
"Hello, my name is Love Scamander and I'm from Glasgow." The young woman smiled and said, "Bush."
"My mother, a devout Ishranic believer, heard about the recent financial difficulties at the Tormes Convent and asked me to donate money."
"......" Esilic believers ran to the convent of Christ to donate money to smash the field, right? Seeing that the nun was not kind to her eyes, the young woman hurriedly explained: "My mother used to be an Esilic believer, but she recently converted to Jesus, so she asked me to donate money to wash away my past sins. Labetti let her guard down, picked up a large bunch of keys from her waist, and quickly picked them up.
Twenty years ago, the Lane Convent was well funded, but now it is in a messy financial situation and the economy is more difficult.
The last two deans were very religious, but neither was good at managing worldly things. In addition, this summer, a sudden flood flooded a large area of farmland in the convent, and the funds were even more stretched.
Someone is willing to donate, which really solves the urgent need! Regardless of whether you believe in Christ or Muhammad, a believer who can donate is a good believer...... Besides, these two believe in one God!
! Abetti finally found the key, and she inserted it into the lock, opened the door, and welcomed the young woman in.
Love walked into the room and found that there was a window on the earthly side and no window on the side leading to the convent...... No wonder it's so dark.
Abeti also looked at the young woman, who was too bright to see what she looked like, but she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful goose-shaped face, and dense and curly blonde hair, and bright gray-blue eyes.
In the hands of the young woman, she also carried a black suitcase...... Probably with the pounds to be donated, right?
Abeti thought so, and said enthusiastically, "Please come with me, and I will take you to Dean Agatha, Miss Scamander." Love nodded, and followed Abeti out of the reception room and into a courtyard surrounded by a high red brick wall.
A statue of the Virgin Mary with her arms outstretched stands in the middle of the courtyard, and on the platform below the statue there is an oil painting of Joseph's family.
Love looked around and saw a number of nuns, but not a single man. That's normal...... This is a convent for women, and men come to visit, and they refuse to do so.
Abetty led Love to a small building, where she knocked on the door, and after a few moments, a skinny, tired old woman walked out.
She wore a black robe, a boxy turban that hung squarely over her chest, covering her chin, and an eye-high scarf, and a bronze gilded image about three inches high on her chest.
Abeti leaned into the woman's ear and whispered a few words, then looked at the young woman, and introduced, "This is Dean Agatha. ”
"Hello, Dean Agatha." Love nodded, followed the two of them, and walked into a meeting room. The living room has three tall windows with very tasteful white gauze curtains, and on the walls are images of Christ, casting a gaze in a wide frame.
Love said again, and finally said softly: "My mother is willing to donate three thousand pounds to the Tormes Convent. Instead of agreeing immediately, Dean Agatha asked, "Excuse me, what is your mother's name?" ”
"My mother does good deeds without leaving a name, there is no need to know the specific name, Mother Dean." Love blinked, "If you have to ask who she is...... A devout believer! The words were unassailable, and Dean Agatha thanked him and accepted the donation.
"By the way, Dean Agatha, I have a small request for your help." Love said again.
"What's the matter?" Agatha looked at the young woman and asked, "If we can help you, we will do our best." ”
"It's not that serious." Love waved her hand and said, "To tell you the truth, I actually have severe autism and depression. The doctor told me that it is best to go to a quiet place to recuperate for a while, and I want to stay in your convent for a few days, is that okay? "Whoa
"Absolutely." Dean Agatha agreed, "I'll ask Abetti to clean up a room for you at once." "Men are strictly forbidden to come in the convent, but this Lover Scamander is a girl, and a great donor, so there is no problem with staying for a few days.
Love's thanks got up and followed Abeti down a narrow staircase to the second floor. Passing by a locked room, Love suddenly stopped and asked, "Is there anyone living here?" ”
"Yes...... There lived a girl. ”
"Nuns, too?"
"There's something special about that girl." Abeti hesitated for a moment and said, "."
"She was an abandoned orphan who was taken in by the former dean out of compassion and now attends another school and only comes back for the summer holidays."
"Adopted orphans." "That's one of the reasons why I'm willing to donate to the Convent of the Noble Daughters," Loaf exclaimed. She was curious, "Why are you still locking the door?" ”
"That little girl is restless, she doesn't stay honestly until the beginning of school, and she sneaked out last year and the summer before that, which made the dean angry." Abeti explained: "Just lock her things in the house, and lock the room at night to prevent her from escaping. Love sighed and smiled, "Then I'll sleep here, and I can help you watch her at night, and don't let her run around." Abeti was stunned for a moment, but considering that the young woman in front of her had just donated a few thousand pounds, she still nodded and said, "I'll open the door for you." Abeti took the key from her waist and opened the room.
Love walked in, it was a small room of more than ten square meters, the walls were framed with wallpaper with green flowers on a yellow background, a few pieces of furniture, a chair, a small bed, and some clothes and daily necessities.
The whole room, clean and deserted. After Love waited for Arbetty to leave, she put the box on the table, sat down on the chair, picked up a familiar hair tie, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.
She smelled a familiar scent. The taste of Shirley. Fill............