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第3章 摸着石头过河

This was at the expiration of about six weeks. I had suffered

there? Not long; of that I was sure. I had heard from Mrs. Fairfax

Thus the holidays lagged away, until the morning came when

to cry. ‘Oh tut, tut, tut!’ said Miss Betsey, in a hurry. ‘Don’t do that!

The trampers were worse than ever that day, and inspired me

These words appeared to be addressed to the young lady, and

There is a cunning, which we in England call the turning of the cat in the pan; which is, when that which a man says to another, he lays it, as if another had said it to him. And to say truth, it is not easy, when such a matter passed between two, to make it appear, from which of them it first moved and began.

the sight of him, but which were now extending towards him,

Three times a day she studied a little book, which I found, on