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| Historian _ Elisabeth Kostova (13th Dec 22 at 5:11am UTC)
Historian _ Elisabeth Kostova | | "Later, because of the appearance and departure of Friar Snagov, the whole country of Turkey was on alert." Helen picks up my story. 'Perhaps they searched the monastery and found that the monks had stayed in St. Irene, so they informed the officials along the way of the monks'route, perhaps first to Edirne and then to Haskovo. Haskovo was the first big town where the friars entered Bulgaria, so they were -- what's the word? -Detained. ' 'Yes, 'Stoychev continued the story. Turkish officials tortured two of them for information, but the two brave monks said nothing. The officer searched the carriage and found only food. This leaves the question-why did the Turkish soldiers not find the bodies? I hesitated. Maybe they're not looking for a body. Maybe they're still looking for the head. If the guards had known little of the whole situation in Istanbul, they might have thought that the Snagov friars were carrying heads. " 'Maybe they made a special place to hide the body when they built the wagon,' Helen thought." 'But Corpses stink,warehousing storage solutions, 'I reminded her bluntly. "It depends on what you believe." She gave me a sardonic and charming smile. "What do I believe?" You see, in Eastern Europe, if villagers suspect vampires, they traditionally dig up the bodies to check for corruption. Even now,heavy duty rack manufacturers, it happens sometimes. Stoychev shivered. "A strange way to do it." Helen shrugged her shoulders slightly. 'Is It more superstitious to hope for the regeneration of the body? ' She asked, but with a smile to Stoychev, who was also fascinated by her smile. 'Ma'am, 'he said. We have a different understanding of our cultural heritage, but I admire your agility. 'Well, my friends, I'd like to take some time to study your map. ' At that moment, mobile racking systems ,asrs warehouse, Ranov came in again. I hope he didn't hear us mention the map. Stoychev cleared his throat. 'Perhaps You would like to go into the church and see how beautiful it is. ' He glanced slightly at Ranov. Helen got up at once and walked towards Ranov, tying him up. I took the opportunity to carefully pull the duplicated map from my briefcase. Unfortunately, as much as I'd like to send him away. But Ranov seemed to prefer hanging around Stoychev at work and chatting with the librarian rather than listening to our conversation. 'Can you get me a meal?' I asked him. The caretaker stood silent, eyeing me. Ranov smiled. 'Are You hungry? It's not time to eat here. It's a pity we have to have dinner with the monks. Helen followed me to the door and squeezed my hand. 'How About going for a walk? ' As soon as we got outside the door, she said. 'i Don't know what we're going to do without Ranov, 'I said sullenly. 'What Can we talk about without him? ' "She laughed. 'Do I have to go back and try to draw him away again?'" 'No, 'I said. 'preferably Not. The more eager we acted, the more suspicious he became of what Stoychev was looking at. He's like a fly that can't be driven away. 'He'll Be a good fly. 'Helen took my hand. We reached the interior of the church and stopped in front of a very solemn portrait of a saint with a long white beard, white hair neatly divided, and a halo over his body, looking directly at us. Helen read the words next to the halo: 'Ivan Lirsky.' Is it the man whose remains were sent here eight years before our Wallachian friend entered Bulgaria? He is mentioned in the chronicle. 'Yes, 'Helen mused over the picture. It seemed to her that if she stood there for a long time, the portrait would speak to her. The endless waiting made me nervous. 'Helen, 'I said. Let's go for a walk. We can climb the mountain over there and see the scenery. 'All Right, 'agreed Helen. Ranov will never let us go far if it's not too far.
’ "It was nice to be able to get away from Ranov for a few minutes on the path up the hill through the dense woods.". As we walked, I took Helen's hand and swung it around. 'Do You think he had trouble deciding whether to spy on us or on Stoychev? ' "Oh, no," Helen said simply. "He can't follow us alone all the time. He has to watch Stoychev carefully to see where our research is going." 'Look How seriously you talk, 'I said to her, peeping at her silhouette as she walked on the dirt road. "It's incredible to grow up in such a ridiculous environment knowing that you are being watched." Helen shrugged her shoulders. "It's not that terrible, because I didn't know the difference between watching and not watching." 'But Then you want to leave your country and go to the West? ' " 'Yes,' she said, giving me the same look. 'Then I wanted to leave my country.'" We sat and rested in a fallen tree not far from the road. 'I've Been wondering why they let us go into Bulgaria, 'I said to Helen. Even out there in the woods like this,warehouse pallet racks, I keep my voice down. 'And Why on earth would they let us wander around? 'She nodded. 'Have You thought about that? ' 'In My opinion, 'I told her slowly. It's easy for them to stop us. They didn't do it because they wanted us to find it. 'Very Well, Holmes. 'Helen patted my face. 'You Have made great progress in your learning. ' 。 jracking.com | |
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