This phrase, uttered in my hearing yesterday, would have only

conveyed the notion that she was about to be removed to

Northumberland, to her own home. I should not have suspected that

it meant she was dying; but I knew instantly now! It opened clear

on my comprehension that Helen Burns was numbering her last days in

this world, and that she was going to be taken to the region of

spirits, if such region there were. I experienced a shock of

horror, then a strong thrill of grief, then a desire--a necessity to

see her; and I asked in what room she lay.

"She is in Miss Temple's room," said the nurse.

"May I go up and speak to her?"

"Oh no, child! It is not likely; and now it is time for you to come

in; you'll catch the fever if you stop out when the dew is falling."

The nurse closed the front door; I went in by the side entrance

which led to the schoolroom: I was just in time; it was nine

o'clock, and Miss Miller was calling the pupils to go to bed.

It might be two hours later, probably near eleven, when I--not

having been able to fall asleep, and deeming, from the perfect

silence of the dormitory, that my companions were all wrapt in

profound repose--rose softly, put on my frock over my night-dress,

and, without shoes, crept from the apartment, and set off in quest

of Miss Temple's room. It was quite at the other end of the house;

but I knew my way; and the light of the unclouded summer moon,

entering here and there at passage windows, enabled me to find it

without difficulty. An odour of camphor and burnt vinegar warned me

when I came near the fever room: and I passed its door quickly,

fearful lest the nurse who sat up all night should hear me. I

dreaded being discovered and sent back; for I MUST see Helen,--I

must embrace her before she died,--I must give her one last kiss,

exchange with her one last word.

Having descended a staircase, traversed a portion of the house

below, and succeeded in opening and shutting, without noise, two

doors, I reached another flight of steps; these I mounted, and then

just opposite to me was Miss Temple's room. A light shone through

the keyhole and from under the door; a profound stillness pervaded

the vicinity. Coming near, I found the door slightly ajar; probably

to admit some fresh air into the close abode of sickness.

Indisposed to hesitate, and full of impatient impulses--soul and

senses quivering with keen throes--I put it back and looked in. My

eye sought Helen, and feared to find death.




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