Chapter V

           Fiveo’clockhadhardlystruckonthemorningofthe19thofJanuary,whenBessiebroughtacandleintomyclosetandfoundmealreadyupandnearlydressed. Ihadrisenhalf-an-hourbeforeherentrance,andhadwashedmyface,andputonmyclothesbythelightofahalf-moonjustsetting,whoseraysstreamedthroughthenarrowwindownearmycrib. IwastoleaveGatesheadthatdaybyacoachwhichpassedthelodgegatesatsixa.m.Bessiewastheonlypersonyetrisen;shehadlitafireinthenursery,whereshenowproceededtomakemybreakfast. Fewchildrencaneatwhenexcitedwiththethoughtsofajourney;norcouldI. Bessie,havingpressedmeinvaintotakeafewspoonfulsoftheboiledmilkandbreadshehadpreparedforme,wrappedupsomebiscuitsinapaperandputthemintomybag;thenshehelpedmeonwithmypelisseandbonnet,andwrappingherselfinashawl,sheandIleftthenursery. AswepassedMrs.Reed’sbedroom,shesaid, "WillyougoinandbidMissisgood-bye?" 

           "No,Bessie:shecametomycriblastnightwhenyouweregonedowntosupper,andsaidIneednotdisturbherinthemorning,ormycousinseither;andshetoldmetorememberthatshehadalwaysbeenmybestfriend,andtospeakofherandbegratefultoheraccordingly." 

           "Whatdidyousay,Miss?" 

           "Nothing:Icoveredmyfacewiththebedclothes,andturnedfromhertothewall." 

           "Thatwaswrong,MissJane." 

           "Itwasquiteright,Bessie. YourMissishasnotbeenmyfriend:shehasbeenmyfoe." 

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