when nurse came up to bed, she found me weeping. I have often seen that
star since, Rosalie, looking in at the window of the caravan; and it always
reminds me of that night, and makes me think of that Eye.

'I had a very strong will, Rosalie, and even as a child I hated to be
controlled. If I set my heart upon anything, I wanted to have it at once,
and if I was opposed, I was very angry. I loved my dear old nurse; but when
we were about eight years old, she had to leave us to live with her mother,
and then I was completely unmanageable. My mother engaged a governess for
us, who was to teach us in a morning and take us out in the afternoon. She
was an indolent person, and she took very little trouble with us, and my
mother did not exert herself sufficiently to look after us, or to see what
we were doing. Thus we learnt very little, and got into idle and careless
habits. Our governess used to sit down in the park with a book, and we were
allowed to follow our own devices, and amuse ourselves as we pleased.

'When my brother Gerald came home, it was always a great cause of
excitement to us. We used to meet him at the station, and drive him home in
triumph. Then we always had holidays, and Miss Manders went away, and
Gerald used to amuse us with stories of his school friends, as we walked
with him through the park. He was a very fine-looking lad, and my mother
was very proud of him. She thought much more of him than of us, because he
was a boy, and was to be the heir to the property. She liked to drive out
with her handsome son, who was admired by every one who saw him, and
sometimes we were allowed to go with them. We were generally left outside
in the carriage, whilst mamma and Gerald called at the large houses of the
neighbourhood; and we used to jump out, as soon as they had disappeared
inside the house, and explore the different gardens, and plan how we would
lay out our grounds when we had houses of our own. But what's that,
Rosalie?--did the waggons stop?'