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Helen
heard
me
patiently
to
the
end
:
I
expected
she
would
then
make
a
remark
,
but
she
said
nothing
.
"
Well
,
"
I
asked
impatiently
,
"
is
not
Mrs.
Reed
a
hard-hearted
,
bad
woman
?
"
"
She
has
been
unkind
to
you
,
no
doubt
;
because
you
see
,
she
dislikes
your
cast
of
character
,
as
Miss
Scatcherd
does
mine
;
but
how
minutely
you
remember
all
she
has
done
and
said
to
you
!
What
a
singularly
deep
impression
her
injustice
seems
to
have
made
on
your
heart
!
No
ill-usage
so
brands
its
record
on
my
feelings
.
Would
you
not
be
happier
if
you
tried
to
forget
her
severity
,
together
with
the
passionate
emotions
it
excited
?
Life
appears
to
me
too
short
to
be
spent
in
nursing
animosity
or
registering
wrongs
.
We
are
,
and
must
be
,
one
and
all
,
burdened
with
faults
in
this
world
:
but
the
time
will
soon
come
when
,
I
trust
,
we
shall
put
them
off
in
putting
off
our
corruptible
bodies
;
when
debasement
and
sin
will
fall
from
us
with
this
cumbrous
frame
of
flesh
,
and
only
the
spark
of
the
spirit
will
remain
,
--
the
impalpable
principle
of
light
and
thought
,
pure
as
when
it
left
the
Creator
to
inspire
the
creature
:
whence
it
came
it
will
return
;
perhaps
again
to
be
communicated
to
some
being
higher
than
man
--
perhaps
to
pass
through
gradations
of
glory
,
from
the
pale
human
soul
to
brighten
to
the
seraph
!
Surely
it
will
never
,
on
the
contrary
,
be
suffered
to
degenerate
from
man
to
fiend
?
No
;
I
can
not
believe
that
:
I
hold
another
creed
:
which
no
one
ever
taught
me
,
and
which
I
seldom
mention
;
but
in
which
I
delight
,
and
to
which
I
cling
:
for
it
extends
hope
to
all
:
it
makes
Eternity
a
rest
--
a
mighty
home
,
not
a
terror
and
an
abyss
.
Besides
,
with
this
creed
,
I
can
so
clearly
distinguish
between
the
criminal
and
his
crime
;
I
can
so
sincerely
forgive
the
first
while
I
abhor
the
last
:
with
this
creed
revenge
never
worries
my
heart
,
degradation
never
too
deeply
disgusts
me
,
injustice
never
crushes
me
too
low
:
I
live
in
calm
,
looking
to
the
end
.
"
Helen
's
head
,
always
drooping
,
sank
a
little
lower
as
she
finished
this
sentence
.
I
saw
by
her
look
she
wished
no
longer
to
talk
to
me
,
but
rather
to
converse
with
her
own
thoughts
.
She
was
not
allowed
much
time
for
meditation
:
a
monitor
,
a
great
rough
girl
,
presently
came
up
,
exclaiming
in
a
strong
Cumberland
accent
--
"
Helen
Burns
,
if
you
do
n't
go
and
put
your
drawer
in
order
,
and
fold
up
your
work
this
minute
,
I
'll
tell
Miss
Scatcherd
to
come
and
look
at
it
!
"
Helen
sighed
as
her
reverie
fled
,
and
getting
up
,
obeyed
the
monitor
without
reply
as
without
delay
.
My
first
quarter
at
Lowood
seemed
an
age
;
and
not
the
golden
age
either
;
it
comprised
an
irksome
struggle
with
difficulties
in
habituating
myself
to
new
rules
and
unwonted
tasks
.
The
fear
of
failure
in
these
points
harassed
me
worse
than
the
physical
hardships
of
my
lot
;
though
these
were
no
trifles
.
During
January
,
February
,
and
part
of
March
,
the
deep
snows
,
and
,
after
their
melting
,
the
almost
impassable
roads
,
prevented
our
stirring
beyond
the
garden
walls
,
except
to
go
to
church
;
but
within
these
limits
we
had
to
pass
an
hour
every
day
in
the
open
air
.
Our
clothing
was
insufficient
to
protect
us
from
the
severe
cold
:
we
had
no
boots
,
the
snow
got
into
our
shoes
and
melted
there
:
our
ungloved
hands
became
numbed
and
covered
with
chilblains
,
as
were
our
feet
:
I
remember
well
the
distracting
irritation
I
endured
from
this
cause
every
evening
,
when
my
feet
inflamed
;
and
the
torture
of
thrusting
the
swelled
,
raw
,
and
stiff
toes
into
my
shoes
in
the
morning
.
Then
the
scanty
supply
of
food
was
distressing
:
with
the
keen
appetites
of
growing
children
,
we
had
scarcely
sufficient
to
keep
alive
a
delicate
invalid
.
From
this
deficiency
of
nourishment
resulted
an
abuse
,
which
pressed
hardly
on
the
younger
pupils
:
whenever
the
famished
great
girls
had
an
opportunity
,
they
would
coax
or
menace
the
little
ones
out
of
their
portion
.
Many
a
time
I
have
shared
between
two
claimants
the
precious
morsel
of
brown
bread
distributed
at
tea-time
;
and
after
relinquishing
to
a
third
half
the
contents
of
my
mug
of
coffee
,
I
have
swallowed
the
remainder
with
an
accompaniment
of
secret
tears
,
forced
from
me
by
the
exigency
of
hunger
.
Sundays
were
dreary
days
in
that
wintry
season
.
We
had
to
walk
two
miles
to
Brocklebridge
Church
,
where
our
patron
officiated
.
We
set
out
cold
,
we
arrived
at
church
colder
:
during
the
morning
service
we
became
almost
paralysed
.
