I remember that I accepted the arrangements made for my sister and me without much reflection, and everything that was planned for my advantage I took as a matter of course.

I was no heartless monster, but a decidedly self-centred child.

If my sister had seemed unhappy it would have troubled me; but I am ashamed to recall that I did not consider how little it was that contented her.

I was so preoccupied with my own happiness that I did not half perceive the splendid devotion of her attitude towards me, the sweetness of her joy in my good luck.

She not only stood by approvingly when I was helped to everything; she cheerfully waited on me herself.