Curious people went outside to see what was going on, and Father Gerhardt was the first to go outside with two young clergy.

Hermione grabbed Mrs. Dermot and Hans and watched at the door, and it was better not to join in the excitement. The ladies who had planned to go and see it also saw Hermione holding Dermot and stayed here too, looking at the wall of people in front of them.

Surrounded by the crowd, there were two homeless men lying motionless on the ground, with happy smiles on their faces, and one was shaking a corpse and shouting at Seth not to leave him. Originally, everyone thought that they were just leaning on there and falling asleep, but when they came to drive them away, they found that they had no reaction and had been dead for a long time.

Father Gerhardt examined their bodies and found no signs of injury, and the expression on their faces was that they had died peacefully in their sleep.

"May you sleep in heaven in the temple of knowledge."

Father Gerhardt prayed for the police to deal with it. Then let the crowd disperse and leave, so many people will die every day, everyone has long seen it, and it is strange that they are dead.

"It's good that you can suffer less torture and die in your dreams."

"It's a little strange, although I have lost a little weight, I look quite healthy, and it can't be a new infectious disease. Emperor Rousaille said that there are strange germs, and I have to go back to the high temperature to eliminate the poison. ”

"Then I'll go back and disinfect it too."

…

Mrs. Dermot also said goodbye to them and returned to the place where she had parked her carriage, and the valet Cobb and the coachman Aesop hurriedly prepared and drove Hermione and the others back to the carriage.

Hermione saw the little boy again outside the open window, who seemed to be unforgettable, standing in the crowd and drifting with the crowd, a little cleaner than before.

Hermione pulled out a pottgold and pinpointed it into a ripped pocket on his chest. The boy reacted to the sight of Hermione smiling in the small window, then waved his hand and disappeared into the crowded street.

"Teacher Hermione, do you have any acquaintances?"

Mrs. Dermot, who was sitting next to Hermione, also saw this scene and asked curiously.

"It's just a one-sided relationship, I didn't expect to meet it today."

"Teacher Hermione, it's good to be loving, but you still have to be careful that you will be targeted by people with bad intentions, those people are not of good character, what if you are caught in the alley."

"I'll take notice."

Then Mrs. Dermot took Hermione's hand and said something else, Hans, who was sitting opposite, wanted to interject but couldn't, and looked helplessly with a little face, this is obviously my teacher, okay?

At the entrance of the church, Madame Almiron also said goodbye to Raderman and Madame Ortel. Looking at Mrs. Dermot's carriage and Mrs. Almiron's figure, the two came to the side and continued to talk.

"Looks like Samon doesn't have a chance."

"It's a pity, I want to see her expression. It seems that it will only depend on you in the future. ”

"That charming girl, for some reason, the more I look at it, the more I like it, and I may understand Dermot a little."

"I was also a little attracted to the charm she exuded."

"Did you say Almiron knew?"

"Our she should know, and she knows we know about her. Zorillia doesn't know, let's go check it out! ”

The two got into the same carriage and headed down the street.

The emaciated old man pulled the boy against the shadow of the wall and looked at the marble square in front of him, and the boy clenched the gold coin in his hand. There were fewer pedestrians ahead, and the bodies of the deceased might have been thrown into the sea in sacks and stones by the police, and the cemetery cost money.

"Schiller, you have to understand where you stand, to spread His gospel for God. That lady was very nice, and you should take advantage of her affection for you to get her on board. ”

"I don't want that."

"Aren't you really eager to see her? Let her be one of us so you can see her every day. ”

"Let me think about it."

"Don't be too anxious, just figure it out, that will be a big help for us."

After the old man finished speaking, he took a conch and smiled and chatted with the person next to him, and the policeman who had finished handling the matter passed by and seemed to know the old man.

"Old Taton, why don't you stay where you sell fish, I didn't expect you to be alive."

"Sir, I didn't harass pedestrians this time, don't hit me! Don't hit me! ”

Looking at the frightened old man, the policeman smiled a few words and left here. The old man spat on their backs, his eyes returned to a deep appearance, and left with the little boy.

In the warm afternoon day, Hermione and Mrs. Dermot lay lazily outside on the small floor-to-ceiling balcony, the wind chimes tied to the eaves tinkling in the breeze. Inside the semi-elliptical transparent glass, the string is connected to the smooth white metal, and the breeze brings up the low slender rectangular white cardboard.

"Teacher Hermione, is this the sound of wind and nature? It was really a nice treat. I think that's going to be well received by everyone as well. ”

"If only you weren't too noisy."

"Teacher Hermione, how did you come up with the idea of naming it 'Marple Austin's Wind Chimes'!"

"People have to have a few pseudonyms when they come out, and that's good."

Hermione found a good reason, and if this could be popularized, and the name Marple Austin, Jane and Poirot should also notice.

"I've given a lot of them to the other ladies in town, and I'm sure they'll like it too. Such a comfortable life is very suitable for listening to the sounds of nature. ”

After Mrs. Dermot found out that Hermione had made the wind chimes, she was in a professional instinct to promote it to see if it had any commercial value, and of course the original Hermione made was collected by her.

For this reason, Hermione also gave a name to the wind chimes, and also sent some to everyone she knew, as a blessing to relatives and friends.

When he asked Red to come out and send this bunch of things, Red directly mocked himself: Send blessings to disasters, die quickly, right!

After sending it away, Red played a prank on himself again, almost scared Dafic who came to pack his things, and he couldn't remember much about this guy, so he had to find a good opportunity to threaten him to say it.

The Royce family, who got up in the morning, saw a letter on the table, which also contained two oval white and gold bell heads, tied with purple butterfly decorated wind chimes, Royce and the others looked at the letter, and Glore took one in one hand and shook it, making a crisp jingle sound. Then they leaned over and read the letter together.

"The sound of wind chimes ringing with the breeze represents my call and longing for you...

Glore read this sentence and spoke his mind.

"I didn't expect Sister Hermione to think so much about me, and I can't forgive her for saying goodbye to me, forgiving her for transferring her love for me to that fraudster Hans. There must be a big evil hidden in the small appearance, and Sister Hermione can't be deceived by him. ”

When everyone present wanted to tease her, Glore took the wind chimes and went to the window to install them, not caring at all about everyone's explanation. Immerse yourself in your own thoughts.

The same Celia and Voss and others received wind chimes named Marple Austin. The two looked at the symmetrical bell head in front of them, one purple and the other black.

"Sister Hermione is so funny, or does she understand me."

Celia struck Vos's with the wind chimes in her hand, making a crisp clanging sound.

Far away in Byam, Darek also hung a string of windows that tinkled with the sound of the sea breeze.

"You can use it to decorate Mr. Fool's church, Hermione's idea is very good, and I believe the believers will be very happy with it with blessings on it, so that it can also give everyone some protection."

Hemin, who was lying in the chair, was called from afar, but he didn't expect it to be really useful. Then she sat up straight, and Mrs. Dermot, who was next to her with the open book on her lower abdomen, saw Hermione sitting up straight, and asked her curiously, what was her excitement about?

"Teacher Hermione, those sports suits are almost ready, I'll wait for you to teach me."

"Actually, I'm also very good, don't accuse me too much when the time comes."

"I'm not going to blame, but Mr. Hermione has to come and talk to me tonight, there are a lot of collections in the cellar, and new ones are coming."

"It's... This...

Hermione thought of her drunken dream a few days ago, and she didn't dare to sleep with everyone anymore, lest she do anything out of the ordinary.

Did you see that woman, she was so old, and she was still a little girl who was attached to her mother and sister. When you are asleep, you hold someone and shout to your mother and sister, you can't be like her, you have to be mature. 'It's a social death!' Hermione's old face turned red again, but fortunately the warm red hair had reduced some of the color difference for her.

"Teacher Hermione, don't worry, we'll keep it a secret. Didn't you say before that I could come to you to talk to me if I was in trouble, were you tired of me? ”

Mrs. Dermot's eyes turned red as she spoke, and Hermione saw that she hurriedly agreed to come down, and the pit she dug for herself, if she couldn't get up, she would continue to dig down!