Chapter 50

Harvey walks over to wake Shirley. As soon as her right hand touches her shoulder, she sees the willow eyebrows moving. Shirley opens her eyes vaguely and sees Harvey in front of her with a gentle smile. She seems to realize that some polite smile has become embarrassed.

Harvey looked at her and said, "Shirley, if you're tired, go and have a rest. There's no need to worry about the illustration. We have plenty of time."

"It's only eight o'clock in the evening, and I don't have to rest so early. I'll go and wash the master's clothes first." Shirley stands up and arranges the beautiful illustrations in front of her. She is not in a hurry. As she says, her catkin covers her lips and she can't help yawning.

Harvey thought: "it's better to go to bed early and get up early. It's easier to clean up stains after soaking clothes all night. Well, you can go out with me at ten tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Shirley was quiet and didn't ask why Harvey wanted to take her out.

The next day when it was time, Harvey, who was dressed, just went downstairs to see Shirley in a gray brown plain clothes. The top was similar to a women's suit, and there were a lot of lace decorations on the chest and cuffs. The skirt was an ordinary long skirt, and the overall style was quite common in this era. In this world, the best basis for judging a woman's identity is actually her hair. Women below the common class usually don't spend a lot of time tidying their hair, and they don't have professional servants to help them dress up. Shirley is wearing a top hat. Her hair is curled up at will. She doesn't dress up too much, but she also gives people a dignified and elegant impression.

Harvey also has many clothes, which are all left by Harvey Adrian. Now the most popular styles he wears are basically the same, thin pants, suits and white shirts. He came to Shirley and looked at her for a while. He praised her and said, "Shirley, I haven't seen you wearing anything other than maid's clothes for a long time. It's so beautiful."

Shirley in return with generous and some shy smile, pulling a long skirt salute: "thank you."

Harvey opened the door in person and made a gesture of invitation to her. After going out, he put his right hand in front of his belly.

Shirley didn't react for a moment. She hesitated for a while, and then she put her catkin on Harvey's right hand and stood side by side with him: "Sir, is it OK to walk together like this?"

The way two people join hands is usually used only by women or couples who are close to each other.

Harvey laughed. "I'm afraid passers-by will say that I'm not good enough for you, dear Miss Shirley. Today your identity is not a maid, but an elegant and beautiful lady."

"Yes, it's up to the master."

Harvey waved to stop a carriage and told the groom to go to the biggest supermarket in Elroy. The business model of supermarkets is not uncommon in this era. It aims at selling women's clothes, perfume, jewelry and some expensive furniture. When he got out of the carriage, Harvey saw a three story luxury building at the junction of the two streets. The customers in and out were mostly well-dressed women. With Shirley's hand, Harvey came to a famous optical shop on the third floor.

The layout of the shop is quite luxurious. There are various types of glasses on display at the counter, which are more than those in modern optical shops. Some of them are gold wire glasses, and there are odd shaped single lenses and hand-held glasses similar to magnifying glasses. Harvey doubts whether these glasses can really work, especially the single lens on behalf of gentlemen. He has never understood how to wear them.

Myopia in this era belongs to the rich disease, and only the rich can see the degree of myopia.

"What can I do for you, sir and madam?" The man in the black suit comes to greet him respectfully. When he bends down, he unconsciously looks at the strange guests in front of him. Harvey has extraordinary bearing and looks like the leader. Shirley is more noble and elegant than all the ladies and ladies he has seen, but her clothes are too ordinary.

Harvey withdrew his eyes from the counter and gave a polite smile: "yes, I want to match her with a pair of glasses. Is there a machine to test her eyes?"

"Sure, this way, please."

Shirley was a little nervous and grabbed Harvey by the sleeve

Harvey bowed to her ear and whispered, "come on, your eyes can't see things far away. It happens that part of the royalties of the novel have arrived. If you don't have a pair of glasses, you'll have to look down when you draw. I don't want to affect the quality of illustration because of this."

Shirley knew the condition of her eyes and hesitated: "but glasses are too expensive."

"Shirley, believe me, any illustration you draw is more than ten times more valuable than the most expensive glasses here."

The mechanism of testing myopia is not complicated. Simply rotate the lenses until Shirley is sure which picture she sees most clearly. Harvey also wore glasses before crossing. With modern experience, he directly asked the shop assistant to reduce the power of the glasses by 70 degrees, so that the eyes would not feel dizzy or tired easily.

After the configuration, we chose the more ordinary gold wire eye socket, and the high-end lens with a value of 420 barons. Harvey and sherry are not too high-end clothes, but they choose one of the most expensive lenses. They smile so much that they promise to deliver the glasses to Harvey's house by tomorrow afternoon.

After matching glasses, Harvey continues to lead Shirley to buy several sets of clothes and brand-new high-end maid's clothes in this supermarket. He is sure that he can replace all Shirley's previous clothes before leaving contentedly.

In addition to shopping, he also found a company specialized in arranging servants to hire several maids to help with the housework and relieve Shirley's pressure.

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The next morning, the glasses were delivered by the waiter himself.

On the sofa in the living room, Shirley carefully opens the glasses box and takes out the glasses wrapped in silk handkerchief. The crystal clear lenses are more beautiful than any gem in her eyes. After wearing glasses, her whole temperament became more gentle and intellectual. She stood up and looked curiously around the decoration of the living room. She had never seen so clearly the layout of the mansion, the pattern of every sofa, the color of hanging pictures, and the dust she had never noticed under the window. As she came to a new world, Shirley's delicate cheeks were flushed with excitement, her eyes became gentle and she burst out with a natural smile.

"Shirley, how do you feel?" Harvey, standing in front of the armrest on the second floor, asked with a smile. He had just heard the doorbell when he was composing the count of Monte Cristo.

"Yes, very... Very clear." Shirley went to the window, put her finger on the wooden frame, looked at the dust on her finger, looked up at Harvey, and said in a shy voice, "I haven't noticed the dust in this corner before. The guests will feel very impolite when they see it."

"Yesterday I said glasses were too expensive."

Harvey couldn't help laughing. He thought and said, "by the way, the new servants will be here soon. You tell them not to go to the second floor. You will be responsible for all the housework and cleaning."

Shirley bowed to Harvey to show her understanding, then turned to see a clear picture with joy that she had never seen before.