How you can be satisfied with books'-- the infinite contempt she put into the word!--'is more than I can make out.' 'But you will do what I ask, as a kindness?
I am in earnest; I shall be afraid of seeing you if you can't help talking of such things.' Jessie laughed extravagantly; such a state of mind was to her comical beyond expression.
'You _are_ a queer one! Of course I'll do as you wish; you shan't hear me mention a single gentleman's name, and I'll tell all the others to be careful whenever you come.' Emily averted her face; it was reddened with annoyance at the thought of being discussed in this way by all the Cartwright household.
'You can do that if you like,' she said coldly, 'though it's no part of my wish.

I spoke of the hours when we are together for study.' 'Very well, I won't say anything,' replied the girl, who was good-natured enough beneath all her vulgarities.

'And now what shall we do till dinner-time ?' 'I must make the best of my way home.' 'Oh, nonsense! Why, you're going to have dinner with us; of course that was understood.' Not by Emily, however.

It cost a good deal of firmness, for the Cartwrights one and all would lay hands on you rather than lose a guest; but Emily made good her escape.

Once well on her way to Banbrigg, she took in great breaths of free air, as if after a close and unwholesome atmosphere.