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I could not; though I had been on foot all day, I could not now repose an instant; I was too much excited. Voice Reading
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 accomplished. Voice Reading
"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." Voice Reading
"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- Voice Reading
"It's her, I am sure!-I could have told her anywhere!" cried the individual who stopped my progress and took my hand. Voice Reading
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 complexion. Voice Reading
"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?" Voice Reading
In another second I was embracing and kissing her rapturously: "Bessie! Bessie! Bessie!" that was all I said; whereat she half laughed, half cried, and we both went into the parlour. By the fire stood a little fellow of three years old, in plaid frock and trousers. Voice Reading
"That is my little boy," said Bessie directly. Voice Reading
"Then you are married, Bessie?" Voice Reading
"Yes; nearly five years since to Robert Leaven, the coachman; and I've a little girl besides Bobby there, that I've christened Jane." Voice Reading
"And you don't live at Gateshead?" Voice Reading
"I live at the lodge: the old porter has left." Voice Reading
"Well, and how do they all get on? Tell me everything about them, Bessie: but sit down first; and, Bobby, come and sit on my knee, will you?" but Bobby preferred sidling over to his mother. Voice Reading
"You're not grown so very tall, Miss Jane, nor so very stout," continued Mrs. Leaven. "I dare say they've not kept you too well at school: Miss Reed is the head and shoulders taller than you are; and Miss Georgiana would make two of you in breadth." Voice Reading
"Georgiana is handsome, I suppose, Bessie?" Voice Reading
She went up to London last winter with her mama, and there everybody admired her, and a young lord fell in love with her: but his relations were against the match; and-what do you think?-he and Miss Georgiana made it up to run away; but they were found out and stopped. Voice Reading
It was Miss Reed that found them out: I believe she was envious; and now she and her sister lead a cat and dog life together; they are always quarrelling-" Voice Reading
"Well, and what of John Reed?" Voice Reading
"Oh, he is not doing so well as his mama could wish. He went to college, and he got-plucked, I think they call it: and then his uncles wanted him to be a barrister, and study the law: but he is such a dissipated young man, they will never make much of him, I think." Voice Reading
"What does he look like?" Voice Reading
"He is very tall: some people call him a fine-looking young man; but he has such thick lips." Voice Reading
"And Mrs. Reed?" Voice Reading
"Missis looks stout and well enough in the face, but I think she's not quite easy in her mind: Mr. John's conduct does not please her-he spends a deal of money." Voice Reading

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