02. Master of Matan
"Oh, no."
The horseman is frightened.
"Since when did you become my master?"
"I'm the only one who's dead if my master or Dulan finds out.Yo…."
That's none of my business. Karen lowered her head slightly.
In fact, Karen didn't really want to cause an incident. This is labor for Karen. What originally happened in the book, what should happen.
Karen had to go down to town. Karen had many reasons to go out. The town was visited by circus, famous band, and merchants selling odd items by Evans sang at the top. Karen wanted to cajole the housekeeper out of town alone to see. Recently, the plan was to show that the number of wagons will not increase, as wagons will frequently come and go due to the top of Evans.
My father or fiancé is busy, and Isela is not in a good mood. Karen had no intention of hanging out at a busy time. Karen really wanted to hang on, but she also had to work as a heroine. That way, the situation will be easier. So Karen is playing the role of a little girl who ran away from home, unable to withstand the pressure.
Her hair is neatly braided and her dress with a flower pattern is clean but old. It was covered with a cape made of coarse cloth. It was not too shabby, but it was definitely not suitable for the limited class to wear.
Old age doesn't really make me like old things. Covering up his complaints, Karen said she would go down to town without a companion, wearing clothes that didn't suit her taste. As expected, the horseman is a face that has even dirty things in his mouth. It was funny to treat one's subordinates by saying that he would sneak out on his own, but it was impossible to really sneak away because of the one road and the steep slope.
He cursed the horseman as he recalled the memory of his intestines being pierced by a wild boar while going out for adventure. These days, I've tried meaningless conciliations to use the city's carriage when I came back, but it was also. Karen clapped her shoes and threatened them.
"Who do you get paid from?”
"You're the lord, not the lady."
Now he even stirs his hands. Karen pulls out her hand by the corners of her mouth.
"How about this?"
The driver opens his eyes wide for a moment and closes them again. I wanted to do it, but I seemed to think that the risk was high.
"You could be fired..."
Blurring the words was that he would accept it if he gave him more money, but Karen ignored the choice because she really wanted to go out and spend it today.
"Hey, what's the odds?”
"But if you go alone and something happens, you'll definitely be fired."
It's been a while since I became an adult. The tail of his mouth pulled at the shaking horseman, frowning and banging his heels. I'm going out to play! It is a gesture mixed with whimpering. The horseman shook his head tirelessly.
"But we can come back quietly without causing any trouble, right? I'm happy to change my mood, and I'm happy to get extra income. And frankly, here... It's a countryside. When will this opportunity come again?”
"There are a lot of things that a beautifully grown girl shouldn't see."
"What, like a bar with a woman in it?”
"No, well... not necessarily, but….”
"And even though it's such a small town, everyone wants to see that a lot of interesting things have come in these days."
"Go with Dulan."
"I don't like it!"
The horseman kicks his tongue looking at Karen who hates her.
"You can't do it alone because it's dangerous. Well... well, if you really do, you can go with your people."
"They're all too busy."
I'm gonna get out of here knowing that! Karen looked at me and said, "I'm going to sneak away!" He shamelessly raised his chin with a look of meaning.
"Well, it's just that I'm too busy. Isn't it okay to take a break sometimes? Well, if you're a maid, you're not in charge of cleaning or kitchen, so if you're not....”
Oops
I've repeated similar conversations dozens of times, and I feel a sense of incompatibility. Something's bothering me. Oh, that's right. The usual conversation here continues like this.
And she's not here now. Press the trembling heart. How will it lead? What's the next card? Play gambling. How will it come out?
"You like Donna, don't you?"
"What?"
The horseman is visibly embarrassed. My skin is burning.
"Oh, no! No, more than that, all of a sudden....”
"You don't like it?"
"No, it's not like that..”
"Oh, my God, my face turned red. Hey"
"…I'm ten years older than you."
"And you're 10 years older than Donna!”
He smiles at his boiling face. The horseman's expression relaxes. No one can be strong with beauty and boss. The atmosphere softened in an instantaneously.
"I'm sorry, I'm not teasing you. You're so busy these days."
“…….”
"So I'm going to give it to the kids as a gift, and I heard that a lot of new things are in circulation these days, so let's take a look around."
"…never alone."
"Yes, yes, Donna. I'll get it out of my job. We can just hang out together."
"But not two girls."
"Okay, okay, okay."
He raised his hand and marked his surrender.
"I'll take a male servant with me too. It's hard for women to live."
Leaving the red-faced horseman behind, Karen turned to call Donna, who was dozing in the corner of the maid's room, avoiding the eyes of the elderly maidens.
Moderate conversation, ordinary humor, plain grumpiness, an easy ending.
Helen, the housekeeper, sent Donna and Karen with lamentable eyes, saying, "I have a lot to do, but you're going out to play!" Bowen checked for a moment and put on his hat, stressing that he should be back before dinner.
"Hurry up and come!"
In an excited voice, he sang a servant and a maid and headed to the carriage.
On the way out repeatedly, fresh wind tickles my hair. The air is fresh and fresh. With help, I see Donna running to the carriage with an excited face and Bowen slowly walking away.
Karen tried to raise her corners of her mouth as her bright voice was heard close to the carriage like a funny girl. Change is fun. Let's smile. After a few efforts, Donna managed to smile before she got into the carriage. Donna sat down and looked out the window, making a fuss, saying she was looking forward to it. Karen looked out the window and murmured that she was looking forward to it.
The story has changed. It's something to be pleased about. This outing was always with Nancy. How much will the conversation be different just by the fact that the accompanying maid is different? A new conversation will continue. Maybe I'll go to a new place. The sea I wanted.
This outing is important. It's an outing where "incidents" and "meetings" take place. After that, it is really trivial for a horseman to be scolded and fired. What's the horse man's name? Karen didn't bother to think of his name she didn't remember. After a brief conversation, he was a person who didn't show up anymore. But I know one thing. Karen closed her eyes. And only once, he breathed out a long.
That horseman was originally the one who blushed at Nancy.
For over a hundred years.
***
The business is moving forward.
Donna, who was born and raised in this area, was wide-eyed, saying she was not like this just a while ago. There was no road like that there, and that was just a dump, and everywhere I went around, I burst into admiration. The maintenance is going madly fast. For a long time, Evans has been a hard-working hunter.
"Look over there, my God... There's a big circus coming all the way to a neighborhood like this."
"Yeah."
The Ebans are trying to have the territory itself, rather than pulling out the sweet water from the hyer. So the land was developing frantically, thanks to the enormous wealth and resources pouring from Evans Street. The British people are puzzled, but they cannot take their eyes off the entertainment and wealth they provide and secretly send their favor to the Evans family.
Dona, who was hostile to Evans, was also unable to control her excitement at such a spectacle and begged Bowen.
"Excuse me, Mr. Bowen....”
“…….”
"…yes."
When the two girls looked at Bowen with their eyes shining, Bowen was forced to check the time and bought the ticket, saying it should not be too late again.
"We still have a long way to go, so let's take a look around the city."
"Yes."
The number of people is increasing and the old father, who is not well-versed in business, and the foolish fiancé are eaten up by the city's crafty merchants. Karen knew those facts, but she didn't think about how to interfere in this life.
The hyerga was failing smoothly. It's nothing more than a trivial matter for Karen this time. The house will go bankrupt, everything will be repressed, the meal will be shabby, Duran will return to the monastery of the mountain, and the despairing lord will die with anxiety. It is a good tragedy that will add pitiful beauty to the heroine.
"What a crowded street!"
Bowen followed the girls running about among the street. When Karen and Donna pick up this and that, Bowen pays and picks up the stuff. And when I look around, I snoop around in another store. The servant seemed tired of it.
"Tut, that's how weak a guy is when he's doing comfortable things."
Donna smiles and enters the hat shop first, followed by Karen. Bowen does not enter the store but waits outside. It seems awkward to enter because it only sells women's products. The store, filled with flying cloth, decorative harmony and various hats, was a place of excitement and sold inexpensive accessories and sewing tools in addition to hats.
Karen is the daughter of the lord, so she doesn't buy things that are sold in these stores. The best thing is to be dedicated to the lord first, and the seamstress does not open these stores, but belongs to the mansion. However, it has a unique charm that has nothing to do with the quality of the product, giving it a different fun. Karen chose or looked at the servants' things that were not hers. Donna whispered among the cloths looking outside the store.
"Boy servants don't do much, but they're annoying because they're full of form."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"But all the servants do the body work, right?”
"Are you going to pour a car or pick up the door when you get a visitor?”
"Why are you so distressed?”
"I've got a lot of work to do, and look. I'm here because of you."
I turn around with my hat on.
"I don't think that's right.”
Donna becomes sullen and picks up another bonnet. The large bonnet made of sky blue cloth was quite suitable for Donna's brown hair. She smiled in the mirror to see if she knew it, but Karen shook her head.
"This summer is going to be pretty hot, and a boat would be better than a cloth bonnet like that. Covering your face is good, but the cloth will be hot and your hair will stick to your sweat."
"This summer?"
I can't compare because I don't know "other summer." But I know you're all users and merchants, and you're all slanted, and you're going to roll up your sleeves and you're not going to wear your underwear.