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pond; and I brought out with decision: “It must have been also what she wished!” Mrs. Grose’s face signified that it had been indeed, but she said at the same time: “Poor woman-she paid for it!” “Then you do know what she died of.” I asked. “No-I know nothing. I wanted not to know; I was glad enough I didn’t; and I thanked heaven she was well out of this!” “Yet you had, then, your idea-” “Of her real reason for leaving? Oh, yes-as to that. She couldn’t have stayed. Fancy it here-for a governess! And afterward I imagined-and I still imagine. And what I imagine is dreadful.” “Not so dreadful as what I do,” I replied; on which I must have shown her-as I was indeed but too conscious-a front of miserable defeat. It brought out again all her compassion for me, and at the renewed touch of her kindness my power to resist broke down. I burst, as I had, the other time, made her burst, into tears; she took me to her motherly breast, and my lamentation overflowed. “I don’t do it!” I sobbed in despair; “I don’t save or shield them! It’s far worse than I dreamedthey’re lost!” |
