"With Bewick on my knee, I was then happy; happy at least in my way. I feared nothing but interruption, and that came too soon," Chapter I, p. 11.

"No severe or prolonged bodily illness followed this incident of the red-room; it only gave my nerves a shock, of which I feel the reverberation to this day. Yes, Mrs. Reed, to you I owe some fearful pangs of mental suffering. But I ought to forgive you, for you knew not what you did; while rendering my heart-strings, you thought you were only uprooting my bad propensities," Chapter III, p. 25.

"Well might I dread, well might I dislike Mrs. Reed; for it was her nature to wound me cruelly: never was I happy in her presence. However carefully I obeyed, however strenuously I strove to please her, my efforts were still repulsed, and repaid by such sentences as above. Now...