“And if I  rod, I s it from  under her nose.”

    “Probably you : but if you did, Mr. Brockle   grief to your relations. It is far better to endure patiently a smart o commit a y action o all connected urn good for evil.”

    “But t seems disgraceful to be flogged, and to be sent to stand in t girl: I am far younger t bear it.”

    “Yet it y to bear it, if you could not avoid it: it is o say you cannot bear  is your fate to be required to bear.”

    I  comprerine of endurance; and still less could I understand or sympatiser. Still I felt t  invisible to my eyes. I suspected s be rig I  ponder tter deeply; like Felix, I put it off to a more convenient season.

    “You say you s,  are to me you seem very good.”

    “t to judge by appearances: I am, as Miss Scatcternly; I seldom put, and never keep, t rules; I read  bear to be subjected to systematic arrangements. to Miss Scatcurally neat, punctual, and particular.”

    “And cross and cruel,” I added; but  admit my addition: s silence.

    “Is Miss temple as severe to you as Miss Scatcherd?”

    At tterance of Miss temple’s name, a soft smile flitted over her grave face.

    “Miss temple is full of goodness; it pains o be severe to any one, even t in tells me of tly; and, if I do anytrong proof of my cive nature is, t even ulations, so mild, so rational,  influence to cure me of my faults; and even  most  stimulate me to continued care and foresight.”

    “t is curious,” said I, “it is so ea