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In
the
course
of
the
day
I
was
enrolled
a
member
of
the
fourth
class
,
and
regular
tasks
and
occupations
were
assigned
me
:
hitherto
,
I
had
only
been
a
spectator
of
the
proceedings
at
Lowood
;
I
was
now
to
become
an
actor
therein
.
At
first
,
being
little
accustomed
to
learn
by
heart
,
the
lessons
appeared
to
me
both
long
and
difficult
;
the
frequent
change
from
task
to
task
,
too
,
bewildered
me
;
and
I
was
glad
when
,
about
three
o'clock
in
the
afternoon
,
Miss
Smith
put
into
my
hands
a
border
of
muslin
two
yards
long
,
together
with
needle
,
thimble
,
etc.
,
and
sent
me
to
sit
in
a
quiet
corner
of
the
schoolroom
,
with
directions
to
hem
the
same
.
At
that
hour
most
of
the
others
were
sewing
likewise
;
but
one
class
still
stood
round
Miss
Scatcherd
's
chair
reading
,
and
as
all
was
quiet
,
the
subject
of
their
lessons
could
be
heard
,
together
with
the
manner
in
which
each
girl
acquitted
herself
,
and
the
animadversions
or
commendations
of
Miss
Scatcherd
on
the
performance
.
It
was
English
history
:
among
the
readers
I
observed
my
acquaintance
of
the
verandah
:
at
the
commencement
of
the
lesson
,
her
place
had
been
at
the
top
of
the
class
,
but
for
some
error
of
pronunciation
,
or
some
inattention
to
stops
,
she
was
suddenly
sent
to
the
very
bottom
.
Even
in
that
obscure
position
,
Miss
Scatcherd
continued
to
make
her
an
object
of
constant
notice
:
she
was
continually
addressing
to
her
such
phrases
as
the
following
:
-
"
Burns
"
(
such
it
seems
was
her
name
:
the
girls
here
were
all
called
by
their
surnames
,
as
boys
are
elsewhere
)
,
"
Burns
,
you
are
standing
on
the
side
of
your
shoe
;
turn
your
toes
out
immediately
.
"
"
Burns
,
you
poke
your
chin
most
unpleasantly
;
draw
it
in
.
"
"
Burns
,
I
insist
on
your
holding
your
head
up
;
I
will
not
have
you
before
me
in
that
attitude
,
"
etc.
etc.
.
A
chapter
having
been
read
through
twice
,
the
books
were
closed
and
the
girls
examined
.
The
lesson
had
comprised
part
of
the
reign
of
Charles
I
,
and
there
were
sundry
questions
about
tonnage
and
poundage
and
ship-money
,
which
most
of
them
appeared
unable
to
answer
;
still
,
every
little
difficulty
was
solved
instantly
when
it
reached
Burns
:
her
memory
seemed
to
have
retained
the
substance
of
the
whole
lesson
,
and
she
was
ready
with
answers
on
every
point
.
I
kept
expecting
that
Miss
Scatcherd
would
praise
her
attention
;
but
,
instead
of
that
,
she
suddenly
cried
out
--
"
You
dirty
,
disagreeable
girl
!
you
have
never
cleaned
your
nails
this
morning
!
"
Burns
made
no
answer
:
I
wondered
at
her
silence
.
"
Why
,
"
thought
I
,
"
does
she
not
explain
that
she
could
neither
clean
her
nails
nor
wash
her
face
,
as
the
water
was
frozen
?
"
My
attention
was
now
called
off
by
Miss
Smith
desiring
me
to
hold
a
skein
of
thread
:
while
she
was
winding
it
,
she
talked
to
me
from
time
to
time
,
asking
whether
I
had
ever
been
at
school
before
,
whether
I
could
mark
,
stitch
,
knit
,
etc.
;
till
she
dismissed
me
,
I
could
not
pursue
my
observations
on
Miss
Scatcherd
's
movements
.
When
I
returned
to
my
seat
,
that
lady
was
just
delivering
an
order
of
which
I
did
not
catch
the
import
;
but
Burns
immediately
left
the
class
,
and
going
into
the
small
inner
room
where
the
books
were
kept
,
returned
in
half
a
minute
,
carrying
in
her
hand
a
bundle
of
twigs
tied
together
at
one
end
.
This
ominous
tool
she
presented
to
Miss
Scatcherd
with
a
respectful
curtesy
;
then
she
quietly
,
and
without
being
told
,
unloosed
her
pinafore
,
and
the
teacher
instantly
and
sharply
inflicted
on
her
neck
a
dozen
strokes
with
the
bunch
of
twigs
.
Not
a
tear
rose
to
Burns
'
eye
;
and
,
while
I
paused
from
my
sewing
,
because
my
fingers
quivered
at
this
spectacle
with
a
sentiment
of
unavailing
and
impotent
anger
,
not
a
feature
of
her
pensive
face
altered
its
ordinary
expression
.
"
Hardened
girl
!
"
exclaimed
Miss
Scatcherd
;
"
nothing
can
correct
you
of
your
slatternly
habits
:
carry
the
rod
away
.
"
Burns
obeyed
:
I
looked
at
her
narrowly
as
she
emerged
from
the
book-closet
;
she
was
just
putting
back
her
handkerchief
into
her
pocket
,
and
the
trace
of
a
tear
glistened
on
her
thin
cheek
.
