This incident it was which probably added to Jane's nervous sense of responsibility.

She began to watch her mistress's movements with hyper-sensitive anxiety.

She fell into the habit of going over her bedroom two or three times a day, giving a sort of examination to its contents.
"Perhaps I'm so fond of her that it's making me downright silly," she said to her mother; "but it seems as if I can't help it.

I feel as if I'd like to know everything she does, and go over the ground to make sure of it before she goes anywhere.

I'm so proud of her, mother; I'm just as proud as if I was some connection of the family, instead of just her maid.