Yes! yes! I believe you are beginning to understand me.

If I can make your life here a little happier, as time goes on, I shall be only too glad to do it." She put her long yellow hands on either side of Carmina's head, and kissed her forehead.
The poor child threw her arms round Miss Minerva's neck, and cried her heart out on the bosom of the woman who was deceiving her.

"I have nobody left, now Teresa has gone," she said.

"Oh, do try to be kind to me--I feel so friendless and so lonely!" Miss Minerva neither moved nor spoke.

She waited, and let the girl cry.
Her heavy black eyebrows gathered into a frown; her sallow face deepened in colour.