Sunday, May 7th.

After waking up, Valeera found that her mood had improved somewhat.

It's all a credit to Crane.

In the morning, after helping with some housekeeping, she and Crane tutored Melissa in her homework.

Waiting until about three o'clock in the afternoon, they went out together and went to 27 Howles Street in the North End, Welch's residence.

Welch's residence in Tingen was a single-family house with a garden, a road that allowed four horse-drawn carriages to travel at the same time, and streetlights every fifty meters on either side of the road.

Valilla and Crane arrived near Welch's house at nearly half-past three.

Crane was going to go straight to the front door and ring the doorbell, but was stopped by Vally's stretched hand.

"Wait, we'll have to wait a while, it's better to be a few minutes late."

This is a common situation in Rune banquets, and guests would rather be late for a certain amount of time than early, because the host may still be busy making the final preparations for the banquet, which is not suitable for entertaining guests, and of course, being late should be controlled within ten minutes.

After Valeera's explanation, Crane realized that there was such an unspoken etiquette.

As a result, he was even more convinced that Valeera's true identity was either rich or noble.

In fact, he didn't know that Valeera was also able to understand such details and etiquette through the reminder of the original book.

A few minutes later, the two walked together through the open front door and were greeted warmly by Welch.

That's when Crane realized the difference in this subtle etiquette.

In the past, he arrived on time or a little earlier, and he was always brought into the house by the housekeeper after ringing the doorbell, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big difference in treatment just a few minutes late.

The two had just entered, and Ms. Naya had arrived just in time.

The four of them walked into the well-appointed living room, and this special afternoon tea banquet for only three guests began.

Valilla looked at it, and the desserts on the table included cream shortbread, carrot cake, fruit crème brûlée, Tingen cake, etc., probably because of the small meeting of the four, and the amount of each dessert was not much; There are three drinks, Marquis Black Tea, Highland Coffee and South Well Red Wine.

This is much worse than the afternoon tea banquet held by Roger Hinders that he attended at the beginning, not to mention the luxurious afternoon tea of the "justice" Miss Audrey Hall in the original book.

However, in Tingen, such an afternoon tea is enough to be high-grade.

The four of them talked about life anecdotes, historical commentary, and women's aesthetics, and finally the conversation turned to Valeera's desire to adopt a pet.

Valilla casually said a few words, and under the pretext of impatience, asked Welch to take her to pick a hound as soon as possible.

Afternoon tea was soon over, and the men rode by carriage to the north-western outskirts of Tingen to a manor house of Sir de Ville.

Later yesterday afternoon, after returning from school, Welch visited Sir de Ville's house in the Golden Sycamore and made a request to purchase a hound as a pet.

Welch's father was a banker in Conston and had a lot of investments in the city of Tingen, and he was well acquainted with Sir de Ville, who owned a number of factories.

Sir de Ville was a well-known philanthropist in the city of Tingen.

He donated money to set up the "Deville Trust", which built apartments for the working class and provided specialized property management, but only charged a fairly low rent.

He himself is indeed worthy of his name, a kind and generous gentleman.

Hearing that he was just buying a hound as a pet, he directly agreed to Welch's request.

If it is a large purchase, he may also have to consider his own use, but if it is only one, it will have no effect.

After agreeing with Welch, he called the butler in person, told him to go down, and asked him to send someone to inform the deacon of the manor, and make sure that Welch chose a satisfactory pet.

It took more than half an hour and a slightly bumpy dirt road to send the four people to the "Pine Cone Manor".

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The deacon of the manor, who looked to be in his forties, had already made arrangements and greeted him after the carriage had stopped.

"Welcome...... Several guests have come to Soncone Manor as guests, and I have been instructed by Sir to understand the needs of several guests, and they have been arranged in advance. ”

The middle-aged deacon's skin was tanned, the back of his hands looked like dry wood, and his fingers were rather rough, and he looked like a peasant who had worked for a long time without looking at his attire.

He had intended to welcome Mr. McGovern, but when he saw two men and two women aboard the carriage, he changed his name for the time being.

After asking the guests for their opinions, he led the four of them directly to the racecourse in the manor.

Because of the targeted arrangements made in advance, there was not a single horse on the racecourse at this time, but more than 20 hunting dogs of all kinds were playing on the lawn, or trotting leisurely, or lying quietly......

The deacon of the manor led them to a man in his thirties who was standing not far away, and introduced:

"Guests, this is Flavio, the manor's dog trainer, who will help you choose the hounds you are happy with."

Then, with a wink, Flavio, the dog trainer, took out a small bamboo whistle and put it in his mouth to blow it with a rhythmic sound.

"Beep, beep."

When the whistle sounded, almost all the hounds changed their movements and ran towards the dog trainer.

It didn't take long for the big cuties to neatly form a small square line on the lawn in front of a few people.

Not all, of course.

There was a white and gray coat, like a husky hound, swaying around, approaching like a walk, and finally sat in a corner of the team.

The dog trainer jumped out of the corner of his eye.

If it weren't for the presence of guests, he would have made this unqualified hound suffer.

After allowing enough time for the guests to see the hounds' coat color, the dog trainer whistles again and lets the hounds run.

The husky-like hound was an exception to laziness, and its running movements were extremely perfunctory.

This in turn provoked Valeera's favor.

In contrast, she felt that the well-trained hounds were like the walking dead in bondage, far inferior to the particular hound, which retained its temperament and freedom.

Looking at its casual running style, Valera felt a lot better.

Just pick it!

She beckoned to the deacon of the manor and said, "I've got it in my mind, I'm going to have that one—"

Valilla almost said "husky".

Fortunately, she reacted in time and temporarily gave it a pet name, "Just the one who runs the slowest one." ”

"But Miss, it's called Blue."

The deacon of the manor had a smile on his face, "And as you can see, it's not trained yet. ”

"I want it, I say it's called Harpy, it's called Harpy!"

Valilla showed a rare strong side, which surprised the three classmates who were familiar with her.

"Harpy, come here." Valera beckoned and shouted.

Something that surprised them even more came along.

The hound, who had been lazy, heard Valeera's call, pricked up his ears, ran quickly, and finally sat down at her feet, wagging its tail all the time.

The dog trainer on the side directly widened his eyes, looking suspicious of life.

Actually, this is the result of Valeera's cheating.

Through the gesture of beckoning, she opened the "gray vision" and established a "connection" between herself and Harpy, forming the most efficient spiritual communication.

"Look, it's the best pet for me," Valera said with a smug smile, "How many pounds does this hound cost?" ”

Now the deacon of the manor is not good to say anything.

In fact, his previous dissuasion was also because he knew that this hound liked to wreak havoc, and he was worried that the guests would regret it after buying it, which led to him being innocently blamed by Sir Sir.

He rubbed the stubble on his chin with his rough fingers, and after a moment's consideration, quoted the price.

"300 pounds."

He saw Welch and Valeera's questioning eyes, and explained:

"It's an untrained hound, that's why I'm quoting such a low price."

"Rest assured, Sir has given the full power to be in charge, and there will be no problem."

It's only 300 pounds for a dog, and that's still a low price...... Crane on the side was directly shocked by the offer of the deacon of the manor.

Welch and Naya, who were next to them, were smiling, looking at the hounds at Valeera's feet who had suddenly become well-behaved, and did not react to the manor's offer in particular.

Valilla took out a simple women's wallet from her waist bag, counted 30 bills of 10 pounds, put them in an envelope, handed them to the deacon of the manor, and said:

"It's a bit unorthodox, but I'd like you to transfer the money for me."

"Also, say thank you to Sir for me."

The deacon of the manor took the envelope with both hands and said with a smile:

"Where, Sir has explained, let me provide the greatest convenience for the guests, this is what I should do."

After a few words, he returned with the four of them the same way, and watched them and one dog re-board the carriage and leave.