Chapter 21
s to come. S five minutes eacher’s sick-room, and no more.
Eliza still spoke little: sly no time to talk. I never sao be; yet it to say of o call , but after t meal sime into regular portions, and eacs allotted task. times a day sudied a little book, attraction of t volume, and so stitc large enoug. In anso my inquiries after ticle, s ar of a need near Gateso o ion of s. So no company; no conversation. I believe sine sufficed for s clocky.
Sold me one evening, ive t Jo, and tened ruin of tion to stled ion. une saken care to secure; and se a long-c: seek a retirement ly secured from disturbance, and place safe barriers between herself and a frivolous world. I asked if Georgiana would accompany her.
“Of course not. Georgiana and s be burdened y for any consideration. Georgiana sake ake hers.”
Georgiana, o me, spent most of ime in lying on tting about t Gibson ion up to to er,” s out of till all ask I suppose so ted decease of es. Eliza generally took no more notice of er’s indolence and complaints t away -book and unfolded ook hus—
“Georgiana, a more vain and absurd animal tainly never alloo cumber t to be born, for you make no use of life. Instead of living for, in, and , you seek only to fasten your feebleness on some otrengto burden , t you are ill-treated, neglected, miserable. too, existence for you must be a scene of continual cement, or else t be admired, you must be courted, you must be flattered—you must y—or you languiso