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ve
o'clock
had
hardly
struck
on
the
morning
of
the
19th
of
January
,
when
Bessie
brought
a
candle
into
my
closet
and
found
me
already
up
and
nearly
dressed
.
I
had
risen
half-an-hour
before
her
entrance
,
and
had
washed
my
face
,
and
put
on
my
clothes
by
the
light
of
a
half-moon
just
setting
,
whose
rays
streamed
through
the
narrow
window
near
my
crib
.
I
was
to
leave
Gateshead
that
day
by
a
coach
which
passed
the
lodge
gates
at
six
a.
m.
Bessie
was
the
only
person
yet
risen
;
she
had
lit
a
fire
in
the
nursery
,
where
she
now
proceeded
to
make
my
breakfast
.
Few
children
can
eat
when
excited
with
the
thoughts
of
a
journey
;
nor
could
I.
Bessie
,
having
pressed
me
in
vain
to
take
a
few
spoonfuls
of
the
boiled
milk
and
bread
she
had
prepared
for
me
,
wrapped
up
some
biscuits
in
a
paper
and
put
them
into
my
bag
;
then
she
helped
me
on
with
my
pelisse
and
bonnet
,
and
wrapping
herself
in
a
shawl
,
she
and
I
left
the
nursery
.
As
we
passed
Mrs.
Reed
's
bedroom
,
she
said
,
"
Will
you
go
in
and
bid
Missis
good-bye
?
"
"
No
,
Bessie
:
she
came
to
my
crib
last
night
when
you
were
gone
down
to
supper
,
and
said
I
need
not
disturb
her
in
the
morning
,
or
my
cousins
either
;
and
she
told
me
to
remember
that
she
had
always
been
my
best
friend
,
and
to
speak
of
her
and
be
grateful
to
her
accordingly
.
"
"
What
did
you
say
,
Miss
?
"
"
Nothing
:
I
covered
my
face
with
the
bedclothes
,
and
turned
from
her
to
the
wall
.
"
"
That
was
wrong
,
Miss
Jane
.
"
"
It
was
quite
right
,
Bessie
.
Your
Missis
has
not
been
my
friend
:
she
has
been
my
foe
.
"
"
O
Miss
Jane
!
do
n't
say
so
!
"
"
Good-bye
to
Gateshead
!
"
cried
I
,
as
we
passed
through
the
hall
and
went
out
at
the
front
door
.
The
moon
was
set
,
and
it
was
very
dark
;
Bessie
carried
a
lantern
,
whose
light
glanced
on
wet
steps
and
gravel
road
sodden
by
a
recent
thaw
.
Raw
and
chill
was
the
winter
morning
:
my
teeth
chattered
as
I
hastened
down
the
drive
.
There
was
a
light
in
the
porter
's
lodge
:
when
we
reached
it
,
we
found
the
porter
's
wife
just
kindling
her
fire
:
my
trunk
,
which
had
been
carried
down
the
evening
before
,
stood
corded
at
the
door
.
It
wanted
but
a
few
minutes
of
six
,
and
shortly
after
that
hour
had
struck
,
the
distant
roll
of
wheels
announced
the
coming
coach
;
I
went
to
the
door
and
watched
its
lamps
approach
rapidly
through
the
gloom
.
"
Is
she
going
by
herself
?
"
asked
the
porter
's
wife
.
