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Chapter VI

           OntheeveningofthedayonwhichIhadseenMissScatcherdflogherpupil,Burns,Iwanderedasusualamongtheformsandtablesandlaughinggroupswithoutacompanion,yetnotfeelinglonely: whenIpassedthewindows,Inowandthenliftedablind,andlookedout;itsnowedfast,adriftwasalreadyformingagainstthelowerpanes;puttingmyearclosetothewindow,Icoulddistinguishfromthegleefultumultwithin,thedisconsolatemoanofthewindoutside. 

           Probably,ifIhadlatelyleftagoodhomeandkindparents,thiswouldhavebeenthehourwhenIshouldmostkeenlyhaveregrettedtheseparation;thatwindwouldthenhavesaddenedmyheart; thisobscurechaoswouldhavedisturbedmypeace!asitwas,Iderivedfrombothastrangeexcitement,andrecklessandfeverish,Iwishedthewindtohowlmorewildly,thegloomtodeepentodarkness,andtheconfusiontorisetoclamour. 

           Jumpingoverforms,andcreepingundertables,Imademywaytooneofthefire-places;there,kneelingbythehighwirefender,IfoundBurns,absorbed,silent,abstractedfromallroundherbythecompanionshipofabook,whichshereadbythedimglareoftheembers. 

           "Isitstill‘Rasselas’?"Iasked,comingbehindher. 

           "Yes,"shesaid,"andIhavejustfinishedit." 

           Andinfiveminutesmoresheshutitup.Iwasgladofthis. "Now,"thoughtI,"Icanperhapsgethertotalk."Isatdownbyheronthefloor. 

           "WhatisyournamebesidesBurns?" 

           "Helen." 

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