s requested. As ook t propitious for making a request in my favour, cried out—

    “N’est-ce pas, monsieur, qu’il y a un cadeau pour Mademoiselle Eyre dans votre petit coffre?”

    “alks of cadeaux?” said  a present, Miss Eyre? Are you fond of presents?” and  I sae, and piercing.

    “I tle experience of t pleasant things.”

    “Generally t? But hink?”

    “I so take time, sir, before I could give you an ansance: a present o it,  not? and one so its nature.”

    “Miss Eyre, you are not so unsopicated as Adèle: s s about the bush.”

    “Because I s tance, and t too of custom; for s of giving  if I o make out a case I sranger, and o entitle me to an ackno.”

    “O fall back on over-modesty! I aken great pains  brigalents; yet in a s time s.”

    “Sir, you o you: it is teac covet—praise of their pupils’ progress.”

    “er, and ook ea in silence.

    “Come to ter, aken aled into a corner ting; s on ty bound; Adèle ed to take a seat on my knee, but so amuse .

    “You  in my hs?”

    “Yes, sir.”

    “And you came from—?”

    “From Lowood school, in—shire.”

    “Aable concern. here?”

    “Eight years.”

    “Eig be tenacious of life. I t ime in sucitution! No  sort of face.  nig unaccountably of fairy tales, and o demand . s?”

    “I have none.”

    “Nor ever hem?”

    “No.”

    “I t not. And so you ing for your people  stile?”

    “For whom, sir?”

    “For t  damned ice on the causeway?”

    I s even in  it,