shouldhavenoalternativebuttopartthemcruellybyrevealingthetruth。"Theletterendedwithsomecomplimentaryexpressionsaddressedtomyself。Andthequestionwas：howoughtItoanswerit？
　　Mycorrespondenthadstronglyimpressedmeinhisfavor；Icouldnotdoubtthathewasanhonorableman。ButtheinterestoftheMinisterinkeepinghisownbenevolentactionsecurefromtheriskofdiscovery——increasedasthatinterestwasbythefilialrelationsofthetwochildrentowardhim，nowpubliclyestablished——had，asIcouldnotdoubt，theparamountclaimonme。Theabsolutelysafecoursetotakewastoadmitnoone，friendorstranger，toourconfidence。Ireplied，expressingsincereadmirationofMr。Dunboyne’smotives，andmerelyinforminghimthatthechildwasalreadyprovidedfor。
　　Afterthat，IheardnomoreoftheIrishgentleman。
　　ItisperhapshardlynecessarytoaddthatIkepttheMinisterinignoranceofmycorrespondencewithMr。Dunboyne。Iwastoowellacquaintedwithmyfriend’ssensitiveandself—tormentingnaturetolethimknowthatarelativeofthemurderesswasliving，andwasawarethatshehadleftachild。
　　Alasteventremainstoberelated，beforeIclosethesepages。
　　DuringtheyearofwhichIamnowwriting，ourChaplainaddedonemoretothemanyexamplesthatIhaveseenofhisgenerousreadinesstoservehisfriends。HehadarrangedtodevotehisannualleaveofabsencetoatouramongtheEnglishLakes，whenhereceivedaletterfromaclergymanresidentinLondon，whomhehadknownfromthetimewhentheyhadbeenschool—fellows。Thisoldfriendwroteundercircumstancesoftheseverestdomesticdistress，whichmadeitabsolutelynecessarythatheshouldleaveLondonforawhile。Havingfailedtofindarepresentativewhocouldrelievehimofhisclericalduties，heappliedtotheChaplaintorecommendaclergymanwhomightbeinapositiontohelphim。Myexcellentcolleaguegaveuphisholiday—planswithouthesitation，andwenttoLondonhimself。
　　Onhisreturn，Iaskedifhehadseenanythingofsomeacquaintancesofhisandofmine，whowerethenvisitorstothemetropolis。Hesmiledsignificantlywhenheansweredme。
　　"Ihaveacardtodeliverfromanacquaintancewhomyouhavenotmentioned，"hesaid；"andIratherthinkitwillastonishyou。"
　　Itsimplypuzzledme。Whenhegavemethecard，thisiswhatI
　　foundprintedonit：
　　"MRS。TENERUGGEN（OFSOUTHBEVELAND）。"
　　"Well？"saidtheChaplain。
　　"Well，"Ianswered；"IneverevenheardofMrs。Tenbruggen，ofSouthBeveland。Whoisshe？"
　　"Imarriedtheladytoaforeigngentleman，onlylastweek，atmyfriend’schurch，"theChaplainreplied。"Perhapsyoumayrememberhermaidenname？"
　　Hementionedthenameofthedangerouscreaturewhohadfirstpresentedherselftome，inchargeofthePrisoner’schild——otherwiseMissElizabethChance。Thereappearanceofthiswomanonthescene——althoughshewasonlyrepresentedbyhercard——causedmeafeelingofvagueuneasiness，socontemptiblysuperstitiousinitsnaturethatInowrememberitwithshame。I
　　askedastupidquestion：
　　"Howdidithappen？"
　　"Intheordinarycourseofsuchthings，"myfriendsaid。"Theyweremarriedbylicense，intheirparishchurch。Thebridegroomwasafinetallman，withaboldeyeandadashingmanner。ThebrideandIrecognizedeachotherdirectly。WhenMissChancehadbecomeMrs。Tenbruggen，shetookmeaside，andgavemehercard。
　　’AsktheGovernortoacceptit，’shesaid，’inremembranceofthetimewhenhetookmeforanursemaid。TellhimIammarriedtoaDutchgentlemanofhighfamily。IfheevercomestoHolland，weshallbegladtoseehiminourresidenceatSouthBeveland。’
　　Thereishermessagetoyou，repeatedwordforword。"
　　"IamgladsheisgoingtoliveoutofEngland。"
　　"Why？Surelyyouhavenoreasontofearher？"
　　"Nonewhatever。"
　　"Youarethinking，perhaps，ofsomebodyelse？"
　　IwasthinkingoftheMinister；butitseemedtobesafestnottosayso。
　　———————
　　Mypenislaidaside，andmymanypagesofwritinghavebeensenttotheirdestination。WhatIundertooktodo，isnowdone。Totakeametaphorfromthestage——thecurtainfallshereontheGovernorandthePrison。
　　SecondPeriod：1875。
　　THEGIRLSANDTHEJOURNALS。
　　CHAPTERXI。
　　HELENA’SDIARY。
　　WEbothsaidgood—night，andwentuptoourroomwithanewobjectinview。Byourfather’sadvicewehadresolvedonkeepingdiaries，forthefirsttimeinourlives，andhadpledgedourselvestobeginbeforewewenttobed。
　　Slowlyandsilentlyandlazily，mysistersaunteredtoherendoftheroomandseatedherselfatherwriting—table。Onthedesklayanicelyboundbook，fullofblankpages。Theword"Journal"wasprintedonitingoldletters，andtherewasfittedtothecoversabrightbrasslockandkey。Asecondjournal，exactlysimilarineveryrespecttothefirst，wasplacedonthewriting—tableatmyendoftheroom。Iopenedmybook。Thesightoftheblankleavesirritatedme；theyweresosmooth，sospotless，soentirelyreadytodo_their_duty。Itooktoodeepadipofink，andbeganthefirstentryinmydiarybymakingablot。Thiswasdiscouraging。
　　Igotup，andlookedoutofwindow。
　　"Helena！"
　　Mysister’svoicecouldhardlyhaveaddressedmeinamorewearytone，ifherpenhadbeenatworkallnight，relatingdomesticevents。"Well！"Isaid。"Whatisit？"
　　"Haveyoudonealready？"sheasked。
　　Ishowedhertheblot。MysisterEunice（thestrangestaswellasthedearestofgirls）alwaysblurtsoutwhatshehasinhermindatthetime。Shefixedhereyesgravelyonmyspoiledpage，andsaid："Thatcomfortsme。"Icrossedtheroom，andlookedatherbook。Shehadnotevensummonedenergyenoughtomakeablot。
　　"Whatwillpapathinkofus，"shesaid，"ifwedon’tbeginto—night？"
　　"Whynotbegin，"Isuggested，"bywritingdownwhathesaid，whenhegaveusourjournals？Thosewisewordsofadvicewillbeintheirproperplaceonthefirstpageofthenewbooks。"
　　Notatallademonstrativegirlnaturally；notreadywithhertears，notliberalwithhercaresses，notfluentinhertalk，Eunicewasaffectedbymyproposalinamannerwonderfultosee。
　　Shesuddenlydevelopedintoanexcitableperson——Ideclareshekissedme。"Oh，"sheburstout，"howcleveryouare！Theverythingtowriteabout；I’lldoitdirectly。"
　　Shereallydiditdirectly；withoutoncestoppingtoconsider，withoutoncewaitingtoaskmyadvice。Lineafterline，Iheardhernoisypenhurryingtothebottomofafirstpage，andgettingthree—partsofthewaytowardtheendofasecondpage，beforesheclosedherdiary。Iremindedherthatshehadnotturnedthekey，inthelockwhichwasintendedtokeepherwritingprivate。
　　"It’snotworthwhile，"sheanswered。"AnybodywhocarestodoitmayreadwhatIwrite。Good—night。"
　　ThesingularchangewhichIhadnoticedinherbegantodisappear，whenshesetaboutherpreparationsforbed。Inoticedtheoldeasyindolentmovementsagain，andthatregularanddeliberatemethodofbrushingherhair，whichIcannevercontemplatewithoutfeelingastupefyinginfluencethathashelpedmetomanyadeliciousnight’ssleep。Shesaidherprayersinherfavoritecorneroftheroom，andlaidherheadonthepillowwiththeluxuriouslittlesighwhichannouncesthatsheisfallingasleep。Thisreappearanceofherusualhabitswasreallyarelieftome。EuniceinastateofexcitementisEuniceexhibitinganunnaturalspectacle。
　　ThenextthingIdidwastotakethelibertywhichshehadalreadysanctioned——Imeanthelibertyofreadingwhatshehadwritten。Hereitis，copiedexactly：
　　"IamnothalfsofondofanybodyasIamofpapa。Heisalwayskind，heisalwaysright。Ilovehim，Ilovehim，Ilovehim。
　　"ButthisisnothowImeanttobegin。Imusttellhowhetalkedtous；Iwishhewasheretotellithimself。
　　"Hesaidtome：’Youaregettinglazierthanever，Eunice。’HesaidtoHelena：’YouarefeelingtheinfluenceofEunice’sexample。’Hesaidtobothofus：’Youaretooready，mydearchildren，tositwithyourhandsonyourlaps，lookingatnothingandthinkingofnothing；Iwanttotryanewwayofemployingyourleisuretime。’
　　"Heopenedaparcelonthetable。Hemadeeachofusapresentofabeautifulbook，called’Journal。’Hesaid：’Whenyouhavenothingtodo，mydears，intheevening，employyourselvesinkeepingadiaryoftheeventsoftheday。Itwillbeausefulrecordinmanyways，andagoodmoraldisciplineforyounggirls。’Helenasaid：’Oh，thankyou！’Isaidthesame，butnotsocheerfully。
　　"Thetruthis，IfeeloutofspiritsnowifIthinkofpapa；Iamnoteasyinmymindabouthim。Whenheisverymuchinterested，thereisaquiveringinhisfacewhichIdon’trememberinpasttimes。Heseemstohavegotolderandthinner，allonasudden。
　　Heshouts（whichheneverusedtodo）whenhethreatenssinnersatsermon—time。Beingindreadfulearnestaboutoursouls，heisofcourseobligedtospeakofthedevil；butheneverusedtohittheharmlesspulpitcushionwithhisfistashedoesnow。Nobodyseemstohaveseenthesethingsbutme；andnowIhavenoticedthemwhatoughtItodo？Idon’tknow；Iamcertainofnothing，exceptwhatIhaveputinatthetopofpageone：Ilovehim，I
　　lovehim，Ilovehim。"
　　Therethisverycuriousentryended。Itwaseasyenoughtodiscovertheinfluencewhichhadmademyslow—mindedsistersoreadywithher。memoryandherpen——soready，inshort，todoanythingandeverything，providedherheartwasinit，andherfatherwasinit。
　　ButEuniceiswrong，letmetellher，inwhatshesaysofmyself。
　　I，too，haveseenthesadchangeinmyfather；butIhappentoknowthathedislikeshavingitspokenofathome，andIhavekeptmypainfuldiscoveriestomyself。Unhappily，thebestmedicaladviceisbeyondourreach。Theonereallycompetentdoctorinthisplaceisknowntobeaninfidel。ButforthatshockingobstacleImighthavepersuadedmyfathertoseehim。Asfortheothertwodoctorswhomhehasconsulted，atdifferenttimes，onetalkedaboutsuppressedgout，andtheothertoldhimtotakeayear’sholidayandenjoyhimselfontheContinent。
　　Theclockhasjuststrucktwelve。Ihavebeenwritingandcopyingtillmyeyesareheavy，andIwanttofollowEunice’sexampleandsleepassoundlyasshedoes。Wehavemadeastrangebeginningofthisjournalizingexperiment。Iwonderhowlongitwillgoon，andwhatwillcomeofit。
　　SECONDDAY。
　　IbegintobeafraidthatIamasstupid——no；thatisnotanicewordtouse——letmesayassimpleasdearEunice。Adiarymeansarecordoftheeventsoftheday；andnotoneoftheeventsofyesterdayappearsinmysister’sjournalorinmine。Well，itiseasytosetthatmistakeright。Ourlivesaresodull（butI
　　wouldnotsaysoinmyfather’shearingfortheworld）thattherecordofonedaywillbemuchthesameastherecordofanother。
　　AfterfamilyprayersandbreakfastIsuffermycustomarypersecutionatthehandsofthecook。Thatistosay，Iamobliged，beingthehousekeeper，toorderwhatwehavetoeat。Oh，howIhateinventingdinners！andhowIadmiretheenviableslownessofmindandlazinessofbodywhichhavesavedEunicefromundertakingtheworriesofhousekeepinginherturn！Shecangoandworkinhergarden，whileIamrackingmyinventiontodiscovervarietyindisheswithoutoversteppingthelimitsofeconomy。IsupposeImayconfessitprivatelytomyself——howsorryIamnottohavebeenbornaman！
　　Mynextemploymentleadsmetomyfather’sstudy，towriteunderhisdictation。Idon’tcomplainofthis；itflattersmypridetofeelthatIamhelpingsogreataman。Atthesametime，IdonoticethathereagainEunice’slittledefectshaverelievedherofanotherresponsibility。Shecanneitherkeepdictatedwordsinhermemory，norhassheeverbeenabletolearnhowtoputinherstops。
　　Afterthedictation，Ihaveanhour’stimeleftforpracticingmusic。Mysistercomesinfromthegarden，withherpencilandpaint—box，andpracticesdrawing。Thenwegooutforawalk——adelightfulwalk，ifmyfathergoestoo。Hehassomethingalwaysnewtotellus，suggestedbywhatwepassontheway。Then，dinner—timecomes——notalwaysapleasantpartofthedaytome。
　　SometimesIhearpaternalcomplaints（alwaysgentlecomplaints）
　　ofmyhousekeeping；sometimesmysister（Iwon’tsaythegreedysister）tellsmeIhavenotgivenherenoughtoeat。Poorfather！
　　DearEunice！
　　Dinnerhavingreacheditsend，westrollinthegardenwhentheweatherisfine。Whenitrains，wemakeflannelpetticoatsforpooroldwomen。Whatahorridthingoldageistolookat！Tobeugly，tobehelpless，tobemiserablyunfitforallthepleasuresoflife——IhopeIshallnotlivetobeanoldwoman。Whatwouldmyfathersayifhesawthis？Forhissake，tosaynothingofmyownfeelings，IshalldowellifImakeitacustomtousethelockofmyjournal。
　　OurnextoccupationistojointheScriptureclassforgirls，andtohelptheteacher。ThisisagooddisciplineforEunice’stemper，and——oh，Idon’tdenyit！——formytemper，too。Imaylongtoboxtheearsofthewholeclass，butitismydutytokeepasmilingfaceandtobeamodelofpatience。FromtheScriptureclasswesometimesgotomyfather’slecture。Atothertimes，wemayamuseourselvesaswellaswecantilltheteaisready。
　　Aftertea，wereadbookswhichinstructus，poetryandnovelsbeingforbidden。Whenwearetiredofthebookswetalk。Whensupperisover，wehaveprayersagain，andwegotobed。Thereisourday。Oh，dearme！thereisourday。
　　AndhowhasEunicesucceededinhersecondattemptatkeepingadiary？Hereiswhatshehaswritten。Ithasonemeritthatnobodycandeny——itissoonread：
　　"Ihopepapawillexcuseme；Ihavenothingtowriteaboutto—day。"
　　OverandoveragainIhavetriedtopointouttomysistertheabsurdityofcallingherfatherbytheinfantilenicknameofpapa。Ihaveremindedherthatsheis（inyears，atleast）nolongerachild。"Whydon’tyoucallhimfather，asIdo？"Iaskedonlytheotherday。
　　Shemadeanabsurdreply："IusedtocallhimpapawhenIwasalittlegirl。"
　　"That，"Iremindedher，"doesn’tjustifyyouincallinghimpapanow。"
　　Andsheactuallyanswered："Yesitdoes。"Whatastrangestateofmind！Andwhatacharminggirl，inspiteofhermind！
　　THIRDDAY。
　　Themorningposthasbroughtwithitapromiseofsomelittlevarietyinourlives——or，tospeakmorecorrectly，inthelifeofmysister。
　　Ournewandnicefriends，theStaveleys，havewrittentoinviteEunicetopaythemavisitattheirhouseinLondon。Idon’tcomplainatbeingleftathome。Itwouldbeunfilial，indeed，ifwebothofusforsookourfather；andlastyearitwasmyturntoreceivethefirstinvitation，andtoenjoythechangeofscene。
　　TheStaveleysareexcellentpeople——strictlypiousmembersoftheMethodistConnection——andexceedinglykindtomysisterandme。
　　ButitwasjustaswellformymoralwelfarethatIendedmyvisittoourfriendswhenIdid。Withmyfondnessformusic，I
　　feltthetemptationoftheEvilOnetryingme，whenIsawplacardsinthestreetannouncingthattheItalianOperawasopen。Ihadnowishtobeawitnessoftheshamefulandsinfuldancingwhichgoeson（Iamtold）attheopera；butIdidfeelmyprinciplesshakenwhenIthoughtofthewonderfulsingersandtheentrancingmusic。Andthis，whenIknewwhatanatmosphereofwickednesspeoplebreathewhoenteratheater！I
　　reflectwithhorroronwhat_might_havehappenedifIhadremainedalittlelongerinLondon。
　　HelpingEunicetopackup，Iputherjournalintothebox。
　　"Youwillfindsomethingtowriteaboutnow，"Itoldher。"WhileIrecordeverythingthathappensathome，youwillkeepyourdiaryofallthatyoudoinLondon，andwhenyoucomebackwewillshoweachotherwhatwehavewritten。"Mysisterisadearcreature。"Idon’tfeelsureofbeingabletodoit，"sheanswered；"butIpromisetotry。"GoodEunice！
　　CHAPTERXII。
　　EUNICE’SDIARY。
　　THEairofLondonfeelsveryheavy。ThereisanastysmellofsmokeinLondon。TherearetoomanypeopleinLondon。Theyseemtobemostlypeopleinahurry。Theheadofacountrygirl，whenshegoesintothestreets，turnsgiddy——Isupposethroughnotbeingusedtothenoise。
　　IdohopethatitisLondonthathasputmeoutoftemper。
　　Otherwise，itmustbeImyselfwhoamill—tempered。IhavenotyetbeenonewholedayintheStaveleys’house，andtheyhaveoffendedmealready。Idon’twantHelenatohearofthisfromotherpeople，andthentoaskmewhyIconcealeditfromher。Wearetoreadeachother’sjournalswhenwearebothathomeagain。
　　LetherseewhatIhavetosayformyselfhere。
　　TherearesevenStaveleysinall：Mr。andMrs。（two）；threeyoungMasters（five）；twoyoungMisses（seven）。AneldestmissandthesecondyoungMasteraretheonlyonesathomeatthepresenttime。
　　Mr。，Mrs。，andMisskissedmewhenIarrived。YoungMasteronlyshookhands。Helookedasifhewouldhavelikedtokissmetoo。
　　Whyshouldn’the？Itwouldn’thavemattered。Idon’tmyselflikekissing。Whatistheuseofit？Whereisthepleasureofit？
　　Mrs。wassogladtoseeme；shetookholdofmebybothhands。
　　Shesaid："Mydearchild，youareimproving。YouwerewretchedlythinwhenIsawyoulast。Nowyouarealmostaswell—developedasyoursister。Ithinkyouareprettierthanyoursister。"Mr。
　　didn’tagreetothat。Heandhiswifebegantodisputeaboutmebeforemyface。Idocallthatanaggravatingthingtoendure。
　　Mr。said："Shehasn’tgothersister’sprettygrayeyes。"
　　Mrs。said；"Shehasgotprettybrowneyes，whicharejustasgood。"
　　Mr。said："Youcan’tcomparehercomplexionwithHelena’s。"
　　Mrs。said："IlikeEunice’spalecomplexion。Sodelicate。"
　　YoungMissstruckin："IadmireHelena’shair——lightbrown。"
　　YoungMastertookhisturn："IpreferEunice’shair——darkbrown。"
　　Mr。openedhisgreatbigmouth，andaskedaquestion："Whichofyoutwosistersistheoldest？Iforget。"
　　Mrs。answeredforme："Helenaistheoldest；shetoldussowhenshewasherelast。"
　　Ireallycould_not_standthat。"Youmustbemistaken，"Iburstout。
　　"Certainlynot，mydear。"
　　"ThenHelenawasmistaken。"Iwasunwillingtosayofmysisterthatshehadbeendeceivingthem，thoughitdidseemonlytoolikely。
　　Mr。andMrs。lookedateachother。Mrs。said："Youseemtobeverypositive，Eunice。Surely，Helenaoughttoknow。"
　　Isaid："Helenaknowsagooddeal；butshedoesn’tknowwhichofusistheoldestofthetwo。"
　　Mr。putinanotherquestion："Do_you_know？"
　　"NomorethanHelenadoes。"
　　Mrs。said："Don’tyoukeepbirthdays？"
　　Isaid："Yes；wekeepbothourbirthdaysonthesameday。"
　　"Onwhatday？"
　　"ThefirstdayoftheNewYear。"
　　Mr。triedagain："Youcan’tpossiblybetwins？"
　　"Idon’tknow。"
　　"PerhapsHelenaknows？"
　　"Notshe！"
　　Mrs。tookthenextquestionoutofherhusband’smouth："Come，come，mydear！youmustknowhowoldyouare。"
　　"Yes；Idoknowthat。I’meighteen。"
　　"AndhowoldisHelena？"
　　"Helena’seighteen。"
　　Mrs。turnedroundtoMr。："Doyouhearthat？"
　　Mr。said："Ishallwritetoherfather，andaskwhatitmeans。"
　　Isaid："Papawillonlytellyouwhathetoldus——yearsago。"
　　"Whatdidyourfathersay？"
　　"Hesaidhehadaddedourtwoagestogether，andhemeanttodividetheproductbetweenus。It’ssolongsince，Idon’trememberwhattheproductwasthen。ButI’lltellyouwhattheproductisnow。Ourtwoagescometothirty—six。Halfthirty—sixiseighteen。Igetonehalf，andHelenagetstheother。Whenweaskwhatitmeans，andwhenfriendsaskwhatitmeans，papahasgotthesameanswerforeverybody，’Ihavemyreasons。’That’sallhesays——andthat’sallIsay。"
　　IhadnointentionofmakingMr。angry，buthedidgetangry。HeleftoffspeakingtomebymyChristianname；hecalledmebymysurname。Hesaid："Letmetellyou，MissGracedieu，itisnotbecominginayoungladytomystifyherelders。"
　　Ihadheardthatitwasrespectfulinayoungladytocallanoldgentleman，Sir，andtosay，Ifyouplease。Itookcaretoberespectfulnow。"Ifyouplease，sir，writetopapa。YouwillfindthatIhavespokenthetruth。"
　　Awomanopenedthedoor，andsaidtoMrs。Staveley："Dinner，ma’am。"Thatstoppedthisnastyexhibitionofourtempers。Wehadaverygooddinner。
　　ThenextdayIwrotetoHelena，askingherwhatshehadreallysaidtotheStaveleysaboutherageandmine，andtellingherwhatIhadsaid。IfoundittoogreatatrialofmypatiencetowaittillshecouldseewhatIhadwrittenaboutthedisputeinmyjournal。Thedays，sincethen，havepassed，andIhavebeentoolazyandstupidtokeepmydiary。
　　To—dayitisdifferent。Myheadislikeadarkroomwiththelightletintoit。Irememberthings；IthinkIcangoonagain。
　　Wehavereligiousexercisesinthishouse，morningandevening，justaswedoathome。（Nottobecomparedwithpapa’sreligiousexercises。）TwodaysagohisanswercametoMr。Staveley’sletter。HedidjustwhatIhadexpected——saidIhadspokentruly，anddisappointedthefamilybyaskingtobeexcusedifherefrainedfromenteringintoexplanations。Mr。said："Veryodd；"
　　andMrs。agreedwithhim。YoungMissisnotquiteasfriendlynowasshewasatfirst。AndyoungMasterwasimpudentenoughtoaskmeif"Ihadgotreligion。"Toconcludethelistofmyworries，I
　　receivedanangryanswerfromHelena。"Nobodybutasimpleton，"
　　shewrote，"wouldhavecontradictedmeasyoudid。Whobutyoucouldhavefailedtoseethatpapa’sstrangeobjectiontoletitbeknownwhichofusistheeldermakesusridiculousbeforeotherpeople？Mypresenceofmindpreventedthat。Yououghttohavebeengrateful，andheldyourtongue。"PerhapsHelenaisright——butIdon’tfeelitso。
　　OnSundaywewenttochapeltwice。Wealsohadasermonreadathome，andacolddinner。Intheevening，ahotdisputeonreligionbetweenMr。Staveleyandhisson。Idon’tblamethem。
　　AfterbeingpiousalldaylongonSunday，Ihavemyselffeltmypietygivewaytowardevening。
　　Thereissomethingpleasantinprospectforto—morrow。AllLondonisgoingjustnowtotheexhibitionofpictures。WearegoingwithallLondon。
　　Idon’tknowwhatisthematterwithmetonight。Ihavepositivelybeentobed，withoutgoingtosleep！Aftertossingandtwistingandtryingallsortsofpositions，IamsoangrywithmyselfthatIhavegotupagain。Ratherthandonothing，Ihaveopenedmyink—bottle，andImeantogoonwithmyjournal。
　　NowIthinkofit，itseemslikelythattheexhibitionofworksofartmayhaveupsetme。
　　Ifoundadreadfullylargenumberofpictures，matchedbyadreadfullylargenumberofpeopletolookatthem。ItisnotpossibleformetowriteaboutwhatIsaw：therewastoomuchofit。Besides，theshowdisappointedme。Iwouldratherwriteaboutadisagreement（oh，dear，anotherdispute！）IhadwithMrs。
　　Staveley。Thecauseofitwasafamousartist；nothimself，buthisworks。Heexhibitedfourpictures——whattheycallfiguresubjects。Mrs。Staveleyhadapencil。Ateveryoneofthegreatman’sfourpictures，shemadeabigmarkofadmirationonhercatalogue。Atthefourthone，shespoketome："Perfectlybeautiful，Eunice，isn’tit？"
　　IsaidIdidn’tknow。Shesaid："Youstrangegirl，whatdoyoumeanbythat？"
　　ItwouldhavebeenrudenottohavegiventhebestanswerIcouldfind。Isaid："Ineversawthefleshofanyperson’sfacelikethefleshinthefaceswhichthatmanpaints。Heremindsmeofwax—work。Whydoeshepaintthesamewaxyfleshinallfourofhispictures？Idon’tseethesamecoloredfleshinallthefacesaboutus。"Mrs。Staveleyheldupherhand，bywayofstoppingme。
　　Shesaid："Don’tspeaksoloud，Eunice；youareonlyexposingyourownignorance。"
　　Avoicebehindusjoinedin。Thevoicesaid："Excuseme，Mrs。
　　Staveley，ifIexpose_my_ignorance。Ientirelyagreewiththeyounglady。"
　　Ifeltgratefultothepersonwhotookmypart，justwhenIwasatalosswhattosayformyself，andIlookedround。Thepersonwasayounggentleman。
　　Heworeabeautifulbluefrock—coat，buttonedup。Ilikeafrock—coattobebuttonedup。Hehadlight—coloredtrousersandgrayglovesandaprettycane。Ilikelight—coloredtrousersandgrayglovesandaprettycane。WhatcolorhiseyeswereismorethanIcansay；Ionlyknowtheymademehotwhentheylookedatme。NotthatImindbeingmadehot；itissurelybetterthanbeingmadecold。HeandMrs。Staveleyshookhands。
　　Theyseemedtobeoldfriends。IwishedIhadbeenanoldfriend——notforanybadreason，Ihope。Ionlywantedtoshakehands，too。WhatMrs。Staveleysaidtohimescapedme，somehow。I