But I am saying more than I have any right to.

I don't want to make you angry, Clara!" She shook her head.
"You won't do that," she said.

"But I don't think you quite understand.
Let me tell you something.

You know that I am an orphan, don't you?
I do not remember my father at all, and I can only just remember my mother.

I was brought up at a pleasant but very dreary boarding-school.