which it has pleased—shall I say Providence?
—to call her.”
My heart was filled so full, both by what he said and by his affecting
manner of saying it, that I was not able to speak, though I tried.
Mr. Jarndyce,” he went on, makes no condition beyond expressing ‟ ‟
his expectation that our young friend will not at any time remove herself
from the establishment in question without his knowledge and
concurrence. That she will faithfully apply herself to the acquisition of
those accomplishments, upon the exercise of which she will be
ultimately dependent. That she will tread in the paths of virtue and
honour, and—the—a—so forth.”
I was still less able to speak than before.
Now, what does our young friend say?” proceeded Mr. Kenge. Take ‟ ‟
time, take time! I pause for her reply. But take time!”
What the destitute subject of such an offer tried to say, I need not
repeat. What she did say, I could more easily tell, if it were worth the
telling. What she felt, and will feel to her dying hour, I could never
relate.
This interview took place at Windsor, where I had passed (as far as I
knew) my whole life. On that day week, amply provided with all
necessaries, I left it, inside the stagecoach, for Reading.
Mrs. Rachael was too good to feel any emotion at parting, but I was
not so good, and wept bitterly. I thought that I ought to have known her
better after so many years and ought to have made myself enough of a
favourite with her to make her sorry then. When she gave me one cold
parting kiss upon my forehead, like a thaw-drop from the stone porch—
it was a very frosty day—I felt so miserable and self-reproachful that I
clung to her and told her it was my fault, I knew, that she could say
good-bye so easily!
No, Esther!” she returned. It is your misfortune!” ‟ ‟
The coach was at the little lawn-gate—we had not come out until we
which it has pleased—shall I say Providence?
—to call her.”
My heart was filled so full, both by what he said and by his affecting
manner of saying it, that I was not able to speak, though I tried.
Mr. Jarndyce,” he went on, makes no condition beyond expressing ‟ ‟
his expectation that our young friend will not at any time remove herself
from the establishment in question without his knowledge and
concurrence. That she will faithfully apply herself to the acquisition of
those accomplishments, upon the exercise of which she will be
ultimately dependent. That she will tread in the paths of virtue and
honour, and—the—a—so forth.”
I was still less able to speak than before.
Now, what does our young friend say?” proceeded Mr. Kenge. Take ‟ ‟
time, take time! I pause for her reply. But take time!”
What the destitute subject of such an offer tried to say, I need not
repeat. What she did say, I could more easily tell, if it were worth the
telling. What she felt, and will feel to her dying hour, I could never
relate.
This interview took place at Windsor, where I had passed (as far as I
knew) my whole life. On that day week, amply provided with all
necessaries, I left it, inside the stagecoach, for Reading.
Mrs. Rachael was too good to feel any emotion at parting, but I was
not so good, and wept bitterly. I thought that I ought to have known her
better after so many years and ought to have made myself enough of a
favourite with her to make her sorry then. When she gave me one cold
parting kiss upon my forehead, like a thaw-drop from the stone porch—
it was a very frosty day—I felt so miserable and self-reproachful that I
clung to her and told her it was my fault, I knew, that she could say
good-bye so easily!
No, Esther!” she returned. It is your misfortune!” ‟ ‟
The coach was at the little lawn-gate—we had not come out until we
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