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1"My dear children," pursued the black marble clergyman, with pathos, "this is a sad, a melancholy occasion; for it
2becomes my duty to warn you, that this girl, who might be one of God's own lambs, is a little castaway: not a member of
3the true flock, but evidently an interloper and an alien. You must be on your guard against her; you must shun her
4example; if necessary, avoid her company, exclude her from your sports, and shut her out from your converse. Teachers,
5you must watch her: keep your eyes on her movements, weigh well her words, scrutinise her actions, punish her body to
6save her soul: if, indeed, such salvation be possible, for (my tongue falters while I tell it) this girl, this child,
7the native of a Christian land, worse than many a little heathen who says its prayers to Brahma and kneels before
8Juggernaut--this girl is--a liar!" Now came a pause of ten minutes, during which I, by this time in perfect possession
9of my wits, observed all the female Brocklehursts produce their pocket-handkerchiefs and apply them to their optics,
10while the elderly lady swayed herself to and fro, and the two younger ones whispered, "How shocking!" Mr. Brocklehurst
11resumed. "This I learned from her benefactress; from the pious and charitable lady who adopted her in her orphan state,
12reared her as her own daughter, and whose kindness, whose generosity the unhappy girl repaid by an ingratitude so bad,
13so dreadful, that at last her excellent patroness was obliged to separate her from her own young ones, fearful lest her
14vicious example should contaminate their purity: she has sent her here to be healed, even as the Jews of old sent their
15diseased to the troubled pool of Bethesda; and, teachers, superintendent, I beg of you not to allow the waters to
16stagnate round her." With this sublime conclusion, Mr. Brocklehurst adjusted the top button of his surtout, muttered
17something to his family, who rose, bowed to Miss Temple, and then all the great people sailed in state from the room.
18Turning at the door, my judge said-- "Let her stand half-an-hour longer on that stool, and let no one speak to her
19during the remainder of the day." There was I, then, mounted aloft; I, who had said I could not bear the shame of
20standing on my natural feet in the middle of the room, was now exposed to general view on a pedestal of infamy. What my
21sensations were, no language can describe; but just as they all rose, stifling my breath and constricting my throat, a
22girl came up and passed me: in passing, she lifted her eyes. What a strange light inspired them! What an extraordinary
23sensation that ray sent through me! How the new feeling bore me up! It was as if a martyr, a hero, had passed a slave or
24victim, and imparted strength in the transit. I mastered the rising hysteria, lifted up my head, and took a firm stand
25on the stool. Helen Burns asked some slight question about her work of Miss Smith, was chidden for the triviality of the
26inquiry, returned to her place, and smiled at me as she again went by. What a smile! I remember it now, and I know that
27it was the effluence of fine intellect, of true courage; it lit up her marked lineaments, her thin face, her sunken grey
28eye, like a reflection from the aspect of an angel. Yet at that moment Helen Burns wore on her arm "the untidy badge;"
29scarcely an hour ago I had heard her condemned by Miss Scatcherd to a dinner of bread and water on the morrow because
30she had blotted an exercise in copying it out. Such is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of
31the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd's can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full
32brightness of the orb.
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