Book 2

, chap. xix.]

[Illustration: AFTER ONE OF THE NIGHTS THAT I HAVE SPOKEN OF, I CAME DOWN INTO A GREENHOUSE BEFORE BREAKFAST. CHARLOTTE (THE NAME OF MY FALSE YOUNG FRIEND) HAD GONE DOWN BEFORE ME, AND I HEARD HER AUNT SPEAKING TO HER ABOUT ME, AS I ENTERED. I STOPPED WHERE I WAS, AMONG THE LEAVES AND LISTENED--