第18部分(第6/8 頁)

to　call　for　it　to　take　it　to　Lowton；　whether　I　myself　was　to　repair　at　an　early　hour　the　next　morning　to　meet　the　coach。　I　had　brushed　my　black　stuff　travelling…dress；　prepared　my　bon；　gloves；　and　muff；　sought　in　all　my　drawers　to　see　that　no　article　was　left　behind；　and　now　having　nothing　more　to　do；　I　sat　down　and　tried　to　rest。　I　could　not；　though　I　had　been　on　foot　all　day；　I　could　not　now　repose　an　instant；　I　was　too　much　excited。　A　phase　of　my　life　was　closing　to…night；　a　new　one　opening　to…morrow：　impossible　to　slumber　in　the　interval；　I　must　watch　feverishly　while　the　change　was　being　acplished。

“Miss；”　said　a　servant　who　met　me　in　the　lobby；　where　I　was　wandering　like　a　troubled　spirit；　“a　person　below　wishes　to　see　you。”

“The　carrier；　no　doubt；”　I　thought；　and　ran　downstairs　without　inquiry。　I　was　passing　the　back…parlour　or　teachers’　sitting…room；　the　door　of　which　was　half　open；　to　go　to　the　kitchen；　when　some　one　ran　out—

“It’s　her；　I　am　sure！—I　could　have　told　her　anywhere！”　cried　the　individual　who　stopped　my　progress　and　took　my　hand。

I　looked：　I　saw　a　woman　attired　like　a　well…dressed　servant；　matronly；　yet　still　young；　very　good…looking；　with　black　hair　and　eyes；　and　lively　plexion。

“Well；　who　is　it？”　she　asked；　in　a　voice　and　with　a　smile　I　half　recognised；　“you’ve　not　quite　forgotten　me；　I　think；　Miss　Jane？”

In　another　second　I　was　embracing　and　kissing　her　rapturously：　“Bessie！　Bessie！　Bessie！”　that　was　all　I　said