being told, unloosed eacantly and sed on rokes  a tear rose to Burns’ eye; and, acle iment of unavailing and impotent anger, not a feature of ered its ordinary expression.

    “c you of your slatternly s: carry the rod away.”

    Burns obeyed: I looked at ; s putting back o , and trace of a tear glistened on hin cheek.

    t test fraction of t Lo of bread, t of coffee s five o’clock ality, if it  satisfied raint of t s fires being alloo burn a little more brigo supply, in some measure, t yet introduced: ty.

    On tcables and laug a companion, yet not feeling lonely: ; it sno, a drift  tting my ear close to tinguisumult e moan of tside.

    Probably, if I ely left a good s, t keenly ted tion; t ; turbed my peace! as it range excitement, and reckless and feveriso o deepen to darkness, and to rise to clamour.

    Jumping over forms, and creeping under tables, I made my o one of t, abstracted from all round he embers.

    “Is it still Rasselas?” I asked, coming behind her.

    “Yes,” s finis.”

    And in five minutes more s it up. I  I, “I can per o talk.” I sat down by he floor.

    “ is your name besides Burns?”

    “helen.”

    “Do you come a long way from here?”

    “I come from a place farte on tland.”

    “ill you ever go back?”

    “I  nobody can be sure of ture.”

    “You must wiso leave Lowood?”

    “No! o Loo get an education; and it il I tained t object.”

    “But t teacco you?”

    “Cruel? Not at all! Ss.”