Sunday 7 December 2008

What to say

Here the socket of the candle dropped, and the wick went out.  Next day new steps were to be taken; my plans could no longer be confined to my own breast; I must impart them in order to achieve their success. Having sought and obtained an audience of the superintendent during the noontide recreation, I told her I had a prospect of getting a new situation where the salary would be double what I now received (for at Lowood I only got 15 pounds per annum); and requested she would break the matter for me to Mr. Brocklehurst, or some of the committee, and ascertain whether they would permit me to mention them as references.  She obligingly consented to act as mediatrix in the matter.  The next day she laid the affair before Mr. Brocklehurst, who said that Mrs. Reed must be written to, as she was my natural guardian.  A note was accordingly addressed to that lady, who returned for answer, that "I might do as I pleased: she had long relinquished all interference in my affairs."  This note went the round of the committee, and at last, after what appeared to me most tedious delay, formal leave was given me to better my condition if I could; and an assurance added, that as I had always conducted myself well, both as teacher and pupil, at Lowood, a testimonial of character and capacity, signed by the inspectors of that institution, should forthwith be furnished me.  This testimonial I accordingly received in about a month, forwarded a copy of it to Mrs. Fairfax, and got that lady's reply, stating that she was satisfied, and fixing that day fortnight as the period for my assuming the post of governess in her house.  I now busied myself in preparations: the fortnight passed rapidly.  I had not a very large wardrobe, though it was adequate to my wants; and the last day sufficed to pack my trunk,--the same I had brought with me eight years ago from Gateshead.  The box was corded, the card nailed on.  In half-an-hour the carrier was to call for it to take it to Lowton, whither I myself was to repair at an early hour the next morning to meet the coach.  I had brushed my black stuff travelling-dress, prepared my bonnet, gloves, and muff; sought in all my drawers to see that no article was left behind; and now having nothing more to do, I sat down and tried to rest.  I could not; though I had been on foot all day, I could not now repose an instant; I was too much excited.  A phase of my life was closing to-night, a new one opening to-morrow: impossible to slumber in the interval; I must watch feverishly while the change was being accomplished.  "Miss," said a servant who met me in the lobby, where I was wandering like a troubled spirit, "a person below wishes to see you."  "The carrier, no doubt," I thought, and ran downstairs without inquiry.  I was passing the back-parlour or teachers' sitting-room, the door of which was half open, to go to the kitchen, when some one ran out--

3 comments:

  1. Hi Hannah
    Popped by to read your blog. I know what you mean about christmas it is a beautiful time of year, yet at the same time a bit melancholic- thinking about another year ending and things not how planned them back in January, and motivation this time fo year is hard. Anyway hoping you break out of your mood enough to complete your studying.

    Take Care
    Lareve

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  2. I hope you enjoy the Christmas and your birthday. Happy Holidays.

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  3. Hi la-reve, yes you've got that perfectly summed up and thanks, hopefully the studying will happen! Hope your christmas isn't shaping up to be too melancholic!

    Pushkar Arora - Thanks and the same to you, happy holidays!

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