Chapter: 173
"New dress?" Klein asked with a smile.
This was the consumption that he and Benson strongly demanded before.
Melissa gave a "hmm" and said, "I just got it back from Mrs. Rochelle. I thought I'd have to wash it later, why don't I try it first."
Klein was rather puzzled and said, "Mrs. Rochelle?"
Isn't this the former neighbor?
Melissa nodded and explained earnestly: "Mrs. Rochelle is actually a seamstress, but she was unlucky and had to help people mend clothes at home. It was, um, a bit difficult. I know her craftsmanship is good, and the price is reasonable." It is cheaper than going to a lady's cloakroom, and it fits very well. I ordered a new skirt from her. It only costs 9 soli and 5p, and it only takes a few days. A whole pound and a half!"
Such a frugal family... Sister, I know, at least half of your reason is to sympathize with Mrs. Rochelle... Klein didn't criticize Melissa's self-assertion, instead he said with a smile: "When did you go to Harrow?" German department store?"
It was in Howers Street, near the Divination Club, a place where at least the middle class could afford it.
"..." Melissa was at a loss for words, and it took a long time before she said, "It's Selena and Elizabeth, you must let me go with them. Actually, um, I actually prefer gears, places with steam and machinery ,Um."
"It's good for a girl to visit a department store once in a while." Klein smiled and comforted his sister.
After chatting for a while, he hurried up to the second floor in a hurry to wash off the smell of the bar.
Just as he was going back to his bedroom to get a change of clothes, he suddenly heard movement from the bathroom near the small balcony.
Within a few seconds, Benson opened the door and walked out while wiping his receding hair.
"How is it? Did you compliment Melissa's new dress?" He glanced at Klein and asked with a smile.
"I seem to have forgotten, I just asked where it was made..." Klein thought for a moment.
Benson suddenly shook his head: "What an incompetent brother, Melissa was reluctant to put down that long skirt as soon as she got it, she finally prepared the dishes, washed the dishes, and immediately put it on. Didn't take it off."
"...Didn't she want to change after taking a shower? By the way, wash and dry it..." Klein retorted subconsciously using the explanation given by Melissa,
"Tsk." Benson sighed, "These days are relatively hot, and she has been busy in the kitchen for so long, I think it will be much more comfortable to do homework after taking a shower."
That's right... Klein suddenly understood, and smiled at his brother Benson.
So you are such a Melissa... What's wrong with girls who love beauty, there's no need to find excuses to make up for it... He turned his mouth up, shook his head lightly, and walked into his bedroom.
After taking a shower, Klein vaguely heard a knock on the door downstairs, and suddenly muttered in his heart:
Doesn't the clerk who takes coins from the gas meter come every two weeks?
Could it be Mrs. Shaw next door? No, this lady is said to strictly abide by the etiquette of the middle class, and will not call at inappropriate times.
Confused, Klein wiped his body clean, put on an old but comfortable shirt and trousers, and ran downstairs.
He looked around and found no strangers, so he asked aloud, "Did someone knock on the door just now?"
Benson, who was leisurely reading the newspaper, said with a smile: "It's Beachy Mountbatten, one of the policemen in charge of Iron Cross Street, asking if we met a round-faced boy of eighteen or nineteen today, heh, he He even gave us a portrait to identify it, but unfortunately, neither Melissa nor I have seen it, otherwise we would have gotten the bounty, how about you, Klein?"
"No." Klein probably understood what was going on.
Tris the "Instigator" managed to escape from the Dragon Bar in the dock area, and fled to the vicinity of Iron Cross Street and Daffodil Street, so the police came to ask him.
Getting to this point also shows that the arrest of the "instigator" is close to failure!
Klein didn't think about it any more, because he hadn't started combat training yet, and he was just getting started with shooting. To think about dealing with a natural "assassin" at this time is simply a joke with his life. JrNovels.com
This was the consumption that he and Benson strongly demanded before.
Melissa gave a "hmm" and said, "I just got it back from Mrs. Rochelle. I thought I'd have to wash it later, why don't I try it first."
Klein was rather puzzled and said, "Mrs. Rochelle?"
Isn't this the former neighbor?
Melissa nodded and explained earnestly: "Mrs. Rochelle is actually a seamstress, but she was unlucky and had to help people mend clothes at home. It was, um, a bit difficult. I know her craftsmanship is good, and the price is reasonable." It is cheaper than going to a lady's cloakroom, and it fits very well. I ordered a new skirt from her. It only costs 9 soli and 5p, and it only takes a few days. A whole pound and a half!"
Such a frugal family... Sister, I know, at least half of your reason is to sympathize with Mrs. Rochelle... Klein didn't criticize Melissa's self-assertion, instead he said with a smile: "When did you go to Harrow?" German department store?"
It was in Howers Street, near the Divination Club, a place where at least the middle class could afford it.
"..." Melissa was at a loss for words, and it took a long time before she said, "It's Selena and Elizabeth, you must let me go with them. Actually, um, I actually prefer gears, places with steam and machinery ,Um."
"It's good for a girl to visit a department store once in a while." Klein smiled and comforted his sister.
After chatting for a while, he hurried up to the second floor in a hurry to wash off the smell of the bar.
Just as he was going back to his bedroom to get a change of clothes, he suddenly heard movement from the bathroom near the small balcony.
Within a few seconds, Benson opened the door and walked out while wiping his receding hair.
"How is it? Did you compliment Melissa's new dress?" He glanced at Klein and asked with a smile.
"I seem to have forgotten, I just asked where it was made..." Klein thought for a moment.
Benson suddenly shook his head: "What an incompetent brother, Melissa was reluctant to put down that long skirt as soon as she got it, she finally prepared the dishes, washed the dishes, and immediately put it on. Didn't take it off."
"...Didn't she want to change after taking a shower? By the way, wash and dry it..." Klein retorted subconsciously using the explanation given by Melissa,
"Tsk." Benson sighed, "These days are relatively hot, and she has been busy in the kitchen for so long, I think it will be much more comfortable to do homework after taking a shower."
That's right... Klein suddenly understood, and smiled at his brother Benson.
So you are such a Melissa... What's wrong with girls who love beauty, there's no need to find excuses to make up for it... He turned his mouth up, shook his head lightly, and walked into his bedroom.
After taking a shower, Klein vaguely heard a knock on the door downstairs, and suddenly muttered in his heart:
Doesn't the clerk who takes coins from the gas meter come every two weeks?
Could it be Mrs. Shaw next door? No, this lady is said to strictly abide by the etiquette of the middle class, and will not call at inappropriate times.
Confused, Klein wiped his body clean, put on an old but comfortable shirt and trousers, and ran downstairs.
He looked around and found no strangers, so he asked aloud, "Did someone knock on the door just now?"
Benson, who was leisurely reading the newspaper, said with a smile: "It's Beachy Mountbatten, one of the policemen in charge of Iron Cross Street, asking if we met a round-faced boy of eighteen or nineteen today, heh, he He even gave us a portrait to identify it, but unfortunately, neither Melissa nor I have seen it, otherwise we would have gotten the bounty, how about you, Klein?"
"No." Klein probably understood what was going on.
Tris the "Instigator" managed to escape from the Dragon Bar in the dock area, and fled to the vicinity of Iron Cross Street and Daffodil Street, so the police came to ask him.
Getting to this point also shows that the arrest of the "instigator" is close to failure!
Klein didn't think about it any more, because he hadn't started combat training yet, and he was just getting started with shooting. To think about dealing with a natural "assassin" at this time is simply a joke with his life. JrNovels.com
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