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consideration；　or　doing　me　a　service。

A　man　of　business　had　a　small　property　in　trust　for　me。　I　was　to　be
a　governess；　I　became　a　governess；　and　went　into　the　family　of　a　poor
nobleman；　where　there　were　two　daughters……little　children；　but　the
parents　wished　them　to　grow　up；　if　possible；　under　one　instructress。　The
mother　was　young　and　pretty。　From　the　first；　she　made　a　show　of　behaving
to　me　with　great　delicacy。　I　kept　my　resentment　to　myself；　but　I　knew
very　well　that　it　was　her　way　of　petting　the　knowledge　that　she　was　my
Mistress；　and　might　have　behaved　differently　to　her　servant　if　it　had
been　her　fancy。


I　say　I　did　not　resent　it；　nor　did　I；　but　I　showed　her；　by　not
gratifying　her；　that　I　understood　her。　When　she　pressed　me　to　take　wine；
I　took　water。　If　there　happened　to　be　anything　choice　at　table；　she
always　sent　it　to　me：　but　I　always　declined　it；　and　ate　of　the　rejected
dishes。　These　disappointments　of　her　patronage　were　a　sharp　retort；　and
made　me　feel　independent。

I　liked　the　children。　They　were　timid；　but　on　the　whole　disposed　to
attach　themselves　to　me。　There　was　a　nurse；　however；　in　the　house；　a
rosy…faced　woman　always　making　an　obtrusive　pretence　of　being　gay　and
good…humoured；　who　had　nursed　them　both；　and　who　had　secured　their
affections　before　I　saw　them。　I　could　almost　have　settled　down　to　my
fate　but　for　this　woman。　Her　artful　devices　for　keeping　herself　before
the　children　in　constant　petition　with　me；　might　have　blinded　many
in　my　place；　but　I　saw　through　them　from　the　first。　On　the　pretext　of
arranging　my　rooms　and　waiting　on　me　and　taking　care　of　my　wardrobe　（all
of　which　she　did　busily）；　she　was　never　absent。　The　most　crafty　of　her
many　subtleties　was　her　feint　of　seeking　to　make　the　children　fonder　of
me。　She　would　lead　them　to　me　and　coax　them　to　me。　'e　to　good　Miss
Wade；　e　to　dear　Miss　Wade；　e　to　pretty　Miss　Wade。　She　loves　you
very　much。　Miss　Wade　is　a　clever　lady；　who　has　read　heaps　of　books；　and
can　tell　you　far　better　and　more　interesting　stories　than　I　know。　e
and　hear　Miss　Wade！'　How　could　I　engage　their　attentions；　when　my　heart
was　burning　against　these　ignorant　designs？　How　could　I　wonder；　when　I
saw　their　innocent　faces　shrinking　away；　and　their　arms　twining　round
her　neck；　instead　of　mine？　Then　she　would　look　up　at　me；　shaking　their
curls　from　her　face；　and　say；　'They'll　e　round　soon；　Miss　Wade；
they're　very　simple　and　loving；　ma'am；　don't　be　at　all　cast　down　about
it；　ma'am'……exulting　over　me！

There　was　another　thing　the　woman　did。　At　times；　when　she　saw　that　she
had　safely　plunged　me　into　a　black　despondent　brooding　by　these　means；
she　would　call　the　attention　of　the　children　to　it；　and　would　show　them
the　difference　between　herself　and　me。　'Hush！　Poor　Miss　Wade　is　not
well。　Don't　make　a　noise；　my　dears；　her　head　aches。　e　and　fort
her。　e　and　ask　her　if　she　is　better；　e　and　ask　her　to　lie　down。　I
hope　you　have　nothing　on　your　mind；　ma'am。　Don't　take　on；　ma'am；　and　be
sorry！'

It　became　intolerable。　Her　ladyship；　my　Mistress；　ing　in　one　day　when
I　was　alone；　and　at　the　height　of　feeling　that　I　could　support　it　no
longer；　I　told　her　I　must　go。　I　could　not　bear　the　presence　of　that
woman　Dawes。

'Miss　Wade！　Poor　Dawes　is　devoted　to　you；　would　do　anything　for　you！'

I　knew　beforehand　she　would　say　so；　I　was　quite　prepared　for　it；　I　only
answered；　it　was　not　for　me　to　contradict　my　Mistress；　I　must　go。

'I　hope；　Miss　Wade；'　she　returned；　instantly　assuming　the　tone　of
superiority　she　had　always　so　thinly　concealed；　'that　nothing　I　have
ever　said　or　done　since　we　have　been　together；　has　justified　your　use　of
that　disagreeable　word；　〃Mistress。〃　It　must　have　been　wholly　inadvertent
on　my　part。　Pray　tell　me　what　it　is。'

I　replied　that　I　had　no　plaint　to　make；　either　of　my　Mistress　or　to
my　Mistress；　but　I　must　go。

She　hesitated　a　moment；　and　then　sat　down　beside　me；　and　laid　her　hand
on　mine。　As　if　that　honour　would　obliterate　any　remembrance！

'Miss　Wade；　I　fear　you　are　unhappy；　through　causes　over　which　I　have　no
influence。'

I　smiled；　thinking　of　the　experience　the　word　awakened；　and　said；　'I
have　an　unhappy　temper；　I　suppose。'　'I　did　not　say　that。'

'It　is　an　easy　way　of　accounting　for　anything；'　said　I。

'It　may　be；　but　I　did　not　say　so。　What　I　wish　to　approach　is　something
very　different。　My　husband　and　I　have　exchanged　some　remarks　upon　the
subject；　when　we　have　observed　with　pain　that　you　have　not　been　easy
with　us。'

'Easy？　Oh！　You　are　such　great　people；　my　lady；'　said　I。

'I　am　unfortunate　in　using　a　word　which　may　convey　a　meaning……and
evidently　does……quite　opposite　to　my　intention。'　（She　had　not　expected
my　reply；　and　it　shamed　her。）　'I　only　mean；　not　happy　with　us。　It　is
a　difficult　topic　to　enter　on；　but；　from　one　young　woman　to　another；
perhaps……in　short；　we　have　been　apprehensive　that　you　may　allow　some
family　circumstances　of　which　no　one　can　be　more　innocent　than　yourself；
to　prey　upon　your　spirits。　If　so；　let　us　entreat　you　not　to　make　them
a　cause　of　grief。　My　husband　himself；　as　is　well　known；　formerly　had　a
very　dear　sister　who　was　not　in　law　his　sister；　but　who　was　universally
beloved　and　respected。

I　saw　directly　that　they　had　taken　me　in　for　the　sake　of　the　dead　woman；
whoever　she　was；　and　to　have　that　boast　of　me　and　advantage　of　me；　I
saw；　in　the　nurse's　knowledge　of　it；　an　encouragement　to　goad　me　as
she　had　done；　and　I　saw；　in　the　children's　shrinking　away；　a　vague
impression；　that　I　was　not　like　other　people。　I　left　that　house　that
night。

After　one　or　two　short　and　very　similar　experiences；　which　are　not　to
the　present　purpose；　I　entered　another　family　where　I　had　but　one　pupil：
a　girl　of　fifteen；　who　was　the　only　daughter。　The　parents　here　were
elderly　people：　people　of　station；　and　rich。　A　nephew　whom　they　had
brought　up　was　a　frequent　visitor　at　the　house；　among　many　other
visitors；　and　he　began　to　pay　me　attention。

I　was　resolute　in　repulsing　him；　for　I　had　determined　when　I　went
there；　that　no　one　should　pity　me　or　condescend　to　me。　But　he　wrote　me　a
letter。　It　led　to　our　being　engaged　to　be　married。

He　was　a　year　younger　than　I；　and　young…looking　even　when　that　allowance
was　made。　He　was　on　absence　from　India；　where　he　had　a　post　that　was
soon　to　grow　into　a　very　good　one。　In　six　months　we　were　to　be　married；
and　were　to　go　to　India。　I　was　to　stay　in　the　house；　and　was　to　be
married　from　the　house。　Nobody　objected　to　any　part　of　the　plan。

I　cannot　avoid　saying　he　admired　me；　but；　if　I　could；　I　would。　Vanity
has　nothing　to　do　with　the　declaration；　for　his　admiration　worried　me。
He　took　no　pains　to　hide　it；　and　caused　me　to　feel　among　the　rich　people
as　if　he　had　bought　me　for　my　looks；　and　made　a　show　of　his　purchase　to
justify　himself。　They　appraised　me　in　their　own　minds；　I　saw；　and　were
curious　to　ascertain　what　my　full　value　was。　I　resolved　that　they
should　not　know。　I　was　immovable　and　silent　before　them；　and　would　have
suffered　any　one　of　them　to　kill　me　sooner　than　I　would　have　laid　myself
out　to　bespeak　their　approval。

He　told　me　I　did　not　do　myself　justice。　I　told　him　I　did；　and　it　was
because　I　did　and　meant　to　do　so　to　the　last；　that　I　would　not　stoop　to
propitiate　any　of　them。　He　was　concerned　and　even　shocked；　when　I　added
that　I　wished　he　would　not　parade　his　attachment　before　them；　but　he
said　he　would　sacrifice　even　the　honest　impulses　of　his　affection　to　my
peace。

Under　that　pretence　he　began　to　retort　upon　me。　By　the　hour　together；　he
would　keep　at　a　distance　from　me；　talking　to　any　one　rather　than　to　me。
I　have　sat　alone　and　unnoticed；　half　an　evening；　while　he　conversed　with
his　young　cousin；　my　pupil。　I　have　seen　all　the　while；　in　people's　eyes；
that　they　thought　the　two　looked　nearer　on　an　equality　than　he　and　I。
I　have　sat；　divining　their　thoughts；　until　I　have　felt　that　his　young
appearance　made　me　ridiculous；　and　have　raged　against　myself　for　ever
loving　him。

For　I　did　love　him　once。　Undeserving　as　he　was；　and　little　as　he　thought
of　all　these　agonies　that　it　cost　me……agonies　which　should　have　made　him
wholly　and　gratefully　mine　to　his　life's　end……I　loved　him。　I　bore　with
his　cousin's　praising　him　to　my　face；　and　with　her　pretending　to　think
that　it　pleased　me；　but　full　well　knowing　that　it　rankled　in　my　breast；
for　his　sake。　While　I　have　sat　in　his　presence　recalling　all　my　slights
and　wrongs；　and　deliberating　whether　I　should　not　fly　from　the　house　at
once　and　never　see　him　again……I　have　loved　him。

His　aunt　（my　Mistress　you　will　please　to　remember）　deliberately；
wilfully；　added　to　my　trials　and　vexations。　It　was　her　delight　to
expatiate　on　the　style　in　which　we　were　to　live　in　India；　and　on　the
establishment　we　should　keep；　and　the　pany　we　should　entertain　when
he　got　his　advancement。　My　pride　rose　against　this　barefaced　way　of
pointing　out　the　contrast　my　married　life　was　to　present　to　my　then
dependent　and　inferior　position。　I　suppressed　my　indignation；　but　I
showed　her　that　her　intention　was　not　lost　upon　me；　and　I　repaid　her
annoyance　by　affecting　humility。　What　she　described　would　surely　be
a　great　deal　too　much　honour　for　me；　I　would　tell　her。　I　was　afraid
I　might　not　be　able　to　support　so　great　a　change。　Think　of　a　mere
governess；　her　daughter's　governess；　ing　to　that　high　distinction！　It
made　her　uneasy；　and　made　them　all　uneasy；　when　I　answered　in　this　way。
They　knew　that　I　fully　understood　her。

It　was　at　the　time　when　my　troubles　were　at　their　highest；　and　when
I　was　most　incensed　against　my　lover　for　his　ingratitude　in　caring　as
little　as　he　did　for　the　innumerable　distresses　and　mortifications　I
underwent　on　his　account；　that　your　dear　friend；　Mr　Gowan；　appeared
at　the　house。　He　had　been　intimate　there　for　a　long　time；　but　had　been
abroad。　He　understood　the　state　of　things　at　a　glance；　and　he　understood
me。

He　was　the　first　person　I　had　ever　seen　in　my　life　who　had　understood
me。　He　was　not　in　the　house　three　times　before　I　knew　that　he
acpanied　every　movement　of　my　mind。　In　his　coldly　easy　way　with　all
of　them；　and　with　me；　and　with　the　whole　subject；　I　saw　it　clearly。
In　his　light　protestations　of　admiration　of　my　future　husband；　in　his