CHAPTER I There was no possibility of taking a walk that day .
We 0
had been wandering , indeed , in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning ; but since dinner (
Mrs. Reed 1
, when there was
no company 63
, dined early ) the cold winter wind had brought with it clouds so sombre , and a rain so penetrating , that further out-door exercise was now out of the question .
I 2
was glad of it :
I 2
never liked long walks , especially on chilly afternoons : dreadful to
me 2
was the coming
home 3
in the raw twilight , with nipped fingers and toes , and a heart saddened by the chidings of
Bessie 4
,
the nurse 65
, and humbled by the consciousness of
my 2
physical inferiority to
Eliza 5
,
John 6
, and
Georgiana Reed 7
.
The said
Eliza 5
,
John 6
, and
Georgiana 7
were now clustered round
their 8
mama 1
in
the drawing-room 9
:
she 1
lay reclined on a sofa by the fireside , and with
her 1
darlings 8
about
her 1
( for the time neither quarrelling nor crying ) looked perfectly happy .
Me 2
,
she 1
had dispensed from joining
the group 10
; saying , "
She 1
regretted to be under the necessity of keeping
me 2
at a distance ; but that until
she 1
heard from
Bessie 4
, and could discover by
her 1
own observation , that
I 2
was endeavouring in good earnest to acquire a more sociable and childlike disposition , a more attractive and sprightly manner -- something lighter , franker , more natural , as it were --
she 1
really must exclude
me 2
from privileges intended only for
contented , happy , little children 11
. "
" What does
Bessie 4
say
I 2
have done ? "
I 2
asked .
"
Jane 2
,
I 1
do n't like
cavillers 12
or
questioners 13
; besides , there is something truly forbidding in
a child 15
taking up
her 15
elders 14
in that manner .
Be seated somewhere ; and until
you 2
can speak pleasantly , remain silent . "
A breakfast-room 16
adjoined
the drawing-room 9
,
I 2
slipped in
there 16
.
It 16
contained a bookcase :
I 2
soon possessed
myself 2
of a volume , taking care that it should be one stored with pictures .
I 2
mounted into the window - seat : gathering up
my 2
feet ,
I 2
sat cross-legged , like
a Turk 17
; and , having drawn the red moreen curtain nearly close ,
I 2
was shrined in double retirement .
Folds of scarlet drapery shut in
my 2
view to the right hand ; to the left were the clear panes of glass , protecting , but not separating
me 2
from the drear November day .
At intervals , while turning over the leaves of
my 2
book ,
I 2
studied the aspect of that winter afternoon .
Afar , it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud ; near a scene of wet lawn and storm-beat shrub , with ceaseless rain sweeping away wildly before a long and lamentable blast .
I 2
returned to
my 2
book --
Bewick 18
's History of British Birds : the letterpress thereof
I 2
cared little for , generally speaking ; and yet there were certain introductory pages that , child as
I 2
was ,
I 2
could not pass quite as a blank .
They were those which treat of
the haunts of sea-fowl 19
; of "
the solitary rocks and promontories 20
" by them only inhabited ; of
the coast of
Norway 22
21
, studded with
isles from
its 21
southern extremity 24
23
,
the Lindeness 69
, or
Naze 66
, to
the North Cape 25
-- " Where
the Northern Ocean 26
, in vast whirls , Boils round
the naked , melancholy isles Of farthest
Thule 28
27
; and
the Atlantic surge 29
Pours in among
the stormy Hebrides 30
. "
Nor could
I 2
pass unnoticed the suggestion of
the bleak shores of
Lapland 35
31
,
Siberia 32
,
Spitzbergen 33
,
Nova 34
Zembla 34
,
Iceland 36
,
Greenland 37
, with " the vast sweep of
the Arctic Zone 38
, and
those forlorn regions of dreary space 59
, --
that reservoir of frost and snow 60
, where
firm fields of ice 61
, the accumulation of centuries of winters , glazed in Alpine heights above heights , surround the pole , and concentre the multiplied rigours of extreme cold . "
Of
these death-white realms 62
I 2
formed an idea of
my 2
own : shadowy , like all the half-comprehended notions that float dim through
children 39
's brains , but strangely impressive .
The words in these introductory pages connected themselves with the succeeding vignettes , and gave significance to the rock standing up alone in
a sea 40
of billow and spray ; to the broken boat stranded on
a desolate coast 64
; to the cold and ghastly moon glancing through bars of cloud at a wreck just sinking .
I 2
can not tell what sentiment haunted
the quite solitary churchyard 41
, with
its 41
inscribed headstone ;
its 41
gate ,
its 41
two trees ,
its 41
low horizon , girdled by a broken wall , and
its 41
newly-risen crescent , attesting the hour of eventide .
The two ships becalmed on
a torpid sea 42
,
I 2
believed to be marine phantoms .
The fiend pinning down
the thief 43
's pack behind
him 43
,
I 2
passed over quickly : it was an object of terror .
So was the black horned thing seated aloof on a rock , surveying
a distant crowd surrounding
a gallows 45
44
.
Each picture told a story ; mysterious often to
my 2
undeveloped understanding and imperfect feelings , yet ever profoundly interesting : as interesting as the tales
Bessie 4
sometimes narrated on winter evenings , when
she 4
chanced to be in good humour ; and when , having brought
her 4
ironing-table to the nursery hearth ,
she 4
allowed
us 0
to sit about it , and while
she 4
got up
Mrs. Reed 1
's lace frills , and crimped
her 1
nightcap borders , fed
our 0
eager attention with passages of love and adventure taken from old fairy tales and other ballads ; or ( as at a later period
I 2
discovered ) from the pages of
Pamela 46
, and
Henry 47
,
Earl of Moreland 67
.
With Bewick on
my 2
knee ,
I 2
was then happy : happy at least in
my 2
way .
I 2
feared nothing but interruption , and that came too soon .
The breakfast - room 16
door opened .
" Boh !
Madam Mope 2
! "
cried the voice of
John Reed 6
; then
he 6
paused :
he 6
found
the room 16
apparently empty .
" Where the dickens is
she 2
! "
he 6
continued .
"
Lizzy 5
!
Georgy 7
!
( calling to
his 6
sisters 48
)
Joan 2
is not
here 16
: tell
mama 1
she 2
is run out into the rain -- bad animal ! "
" It is well
I 2
drew the curtain , " thought
I 2
; and
I 2
wished fervently
he 6
might not discover
my 2
hiding-place 49
: nor would
John Reed 6
have found it out
himself 6
;
he 6
was not quick either of vision or conception ; but
Eliza 5
just put
her 5
head in at the door , and said at once -- "
She 2
is in
the window-seat 49
, to be sure ,
Jack 6
. "
And
I 2
came out immediately , for
I 2
trembled at the idea of being dragged forth by
the said Jack 6
.
" What do
you 6
want ? "
I 2
asked , with awkward diffidence .
" Say , ' What do
you 6
want ,
Master Reed 6
? ' "
was the answer .
"
I 6
want
you 2
to come here ; " and seating
himself 6
in
an arm-chair 50
,
he 6
intimated by a gesture that
I 2
was to approach and stand before
him 6
.
John Reed 6
was a schoolboy of fourteen years old ; four years older than
I 2
, for
I 2
was but ten : large and stout for
his 6
age , with a dingy and unwholesome skin ; thick lineaments in a spacious visage , heavy limbs and large extremities .
He 6
gorged
himself 6
habitually at table , which made
him 6
bilious , and gave
him 6
a dim and bleared eye and flabby cheeks .
He 6
ought now to have been at
school 51
; but
his 6
mama 1
had taken
him 6
home 3
for a month or two , " on account of
his 6
delicate health . "
Mr. Miles 52
,
the master 68
, affirmed that
he 6
would do very well if
he 6
had fewer cakes and sweetmeats sent
him 6
from
home 3
; but
the mother 1
's heart turned from an opinion so harsh , and inclined rather to the more refined idea that
John 6
's sallowness was owing to over-application and , perhaps , to pining after
home 3
.
John 6
had not much affection for
his 6
mother 1
and
sisters 48
, and an antipathy to
me 2
.
He 6
bullied and punished
me 2
; not two or three times in the week , nor once or twice in the day , but continually : every nerve
I 2
had feared
him 6
, and every morsel of flesh in
my 2
bones shrank when
he 6
came near .
There were moments when
I 2
was bewildered by the terror
he 6
inspired , because
I 2
had no appeal whatever against either
his 6
menaces or
his 6
inflictions ;
the servants 53
did not like to offend
their 53
young master 6
by taking
my 2
part against
him 6
, and
Mrs. Reed 1
was blind and deaf on the subject :
she 1
never saw
him 6
strike or heard
him 6
abuse
me 2
, though
he 6
did both now and then in
her 1
very presence , more frequently , however , behind
her 1
back .
Habitually obedient to
John 6
,
I 2
came up to
his 6
chair :
he 6
spent some three minutes in thrusting out
his 6
tongue at
me 2
as far as
he 6
could without damaging the roots :
I 2
knew
he 6
would soon strike , and while dreading the blow ,
I 2
mused on the disgusting and ugly appearance of
him 6
who would presently deal it .
I 2
wonder if
he 6
read that notion in
my 2
face ; for , all at once , without speaking ,
he 6
struck suddenly and strongly .
I 2
tottered , and on regaining
my 2
equilibrium retired back a step or two from
his 6
chair .
" That is for
your 2
impudence in answering
mama 1
awhile since , " said
he 6
, " and for
your 2
sneaking way of getting behind curtains , and for the look
you 2
had in
your 2
eyes two minutes since ,
you 2
rat ! "
Accustomed to
John Reed 6
's abuse ,
I 2
never had an idea of replying to it ;
my 2
care was how to endure the blow which would certainly follow the insult .
" What were
you 2
doing behind the curtain ? "
he 6
asked .
"
I 2
was reading . "
" Show the book . "
I 2
returned to
the window 54
and fetched it thence .
"
You 2
have no business to take
our 10
books ;
you 2
are
a dependent 55
,
mama 1
says ;
you 2
have no money ;
your 2
father 56
left
you 2
none ;
you 2
ought to beg , and not to live
here 3
with
gentlemen 57
's children 58
like
us 8
, and eat the same meals
we 8
do , and wear clothes at
our 8
mama 1
's expense .
Now ,
I 6
'll teach
you 2
to rummage
my 6
bookshelves : for they _ are _ mine ; all
the house 3
belongs to
me 6
, or will do in a few years .
Go and stand by the door , out of the way of the mirror and the windows . "
I 2
did so , not at first aware what was
his 6
intention ; but when
I 2
saw
him 6
lift and poise the book and stand in act to hurl it ,
I 2
instinctively started aside with a cry of alarm : not soon enough , however ; the volume was flung , it hit
me 2
, and
I 2
fell , striking
my 2
head against the door and cutting it .
The cut bled , the pain was sharp :
my 2
terror had passed its climax ; other feelings succeeded .