Their parents honored me, trusted me, and loved me.

For twelve happy years they never let me remember that I was their governess; they only let me know myself as their companion and their friend.

My memory of them is the memory of unvarying gentleness and generosity; and my life shall pay the debt of my gratitude to their orphan children." Norah rose hastily from the sofa; Magdalen impetuously left the window.
For once, there was no contrast in the conduct of the sisters.

For once, the same impulse moved their hearts, the same earnest feeling inspired their words.

Miss Garth waited until the first outburst of emotion had passed away; then rose, and, taking Norah and Magdalen each by the hand, addressed herself to Mr.Pendril and Mr.Clare.She spoke with perfect self-possession; strong in her artless unconsciousness of her own good action.
"Even such a trifle as my own story," she said, "is of some importance at such a moment as this.