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“Lowood Institution.—This portion was rebuilt A.D.—, by
Naomi Brocklehurst, of Brocklehurst Hall, in this county.” “Let
your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works,
and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”—St. Matt. v. 16.
I read these words over and over again: I felt that an
explanation belonged to them, and was unab**lly to penetrate
their import. I was still pondering the signification of “Institution,”
and endeavouring to make out a connection between the first
words and the verse of ure, when the sound of a cough close
behind me made me turn my head. I saw a girl sitting on a stone
bench near; she was bent over a book, on the perusal of which she
seemed intent: from where I stood I could see the title—it was
“Rasselas;” a name that struck me as strange, and consequently
attractive. In turning a leaf she happened to look up, and I said to
her directly—
“Is your book interesting?” I had already formed the intention
of asking her to lend it to me some day.
“I like it,” she answered, after a pause of a second or two,
during which she examined me.
“What is it about?” I continued. I hardly know where I found
the hardihood thus to open a conversation with a stranger; the
step was contrary to my nature and habits: but I think her
occupation touched a chord of sympathy somewhere; for I too
liked reading, though of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not
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digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.
“You may look at it,” replied the girl, offering me the book.
I did so; a brief examination convinced me that the contents
were less taking than the title: “Rasselas” looked dull to my trifling
taste; I saw nothing about fairies, nothing about genii; no bright
variety seemed spread over the closely-printed pages. I returned it
to her; she received it quietly, and without saying anything she
was about to relapse into her former studious mood: again I
ventured to disturb her—
“Can you tell me what the writing on that stone over the door
means? What is Lowood Institution?”
“This house where you are come to live.”
“And why do they call it Institution? Is it in any way different
from other schools?”
“It is partly a charity-school: you and I, and all the rest of us,
are charity-children. I suppose you are an orphan: are not either
your father or your mother dead?”
“Both died before I can remember.”
“Well, all the girls here have lost either one or both parents, and
this is calle**nstitution for educating orphans.”
“Do we pay no money? Do they keep us for nothing?”
“We pay, or our friends pay, fifteen pounds a year for each.”
“Then why do they call us charity-children?”
“Because fifteen pounds is not enough for board and teaching,
and the deficiency is supplied by subion.”
“Who subscribes?”
“Different benevolent-minded ladies and gentlemen in this
neighbourhood and in London.”
“Who was Naomi Brocklehurst?”
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“The lady who built the new part of this house as that tablet
records, and whose son overlooks and directs everything here.”
“Why?”
“Because he is treasurer and manager of the establishment.”
“Then this house does not belong to that tall lady who wears a
watch, and who said we were to have some bread and cheese?”
“To Miss Temple? Oh, no! I wish it did: she has to answer to
Mr. Brocklehurst for all she does. Mr. Brocklehurst buys all our
food and all our clothes.”
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