revenge never worries my heart, degradation never too deeply

disgusts me, injustice never crushes me too low: I live in calm,

Helen's head, always drooping, sank a little lower as she

finished this sentence. I saw by her look she wished no longer to talk

to me, but rather to converse with her own thoughts. She was not

allowed much time for meditation: a monitor, a great rough girl,

presently came up, exclaiming in a strong Cumberland accent-

'Helen Burns, if you don't go and put your drawer in order, and