Endnotes
Is that my governess? ↩
Yes, to be sure. ↩
The League of the Rats: fable by La Fontaine. ↩
What news? what news? I pray you, speak. ↩
Ladies, dinner is served! … I’m starved! ↩
As an aside. ↩
Come back soon, my friend, my dear Mademoiselle Jeanette. ↩
That must mean … there is a present for me in it, and maybe for you, too, Mademoiselle. Monsieur has spoken of you: he asked me my governess’ name, and if she were small, rather thin and somewhat pale. I said yes, because it’s true, isn’t it, Mademoiselle? ↩
There’s a present in your little trunk for Mademoiselle Eyre, isn’t there? ↩
Presents. ↩
Little trunk. ↩
My box! my box! ↩
Be quiet, child; do you understand? ↩
Oh, heavens, how beautiful it is! ↩
Little nun. ↩
And I hold to it. ↩
I must try it on … at once! ↩
Does my dress not suit me? … and my slippers? and my stockings? I feel like dancing! ↩
Thank you a thousand times for your kindness, Monsieur. ↩
Mama acted just that way, didn’t she, Monsieur? ↩
Just like this. ↩
Deep passion. ↩
Athlete’s figure. ↩
Crunching. ↩
My angel. ↩
Male beauty. ↩
Little girl. ↩
What is it, Mademoiselle? … Your fingers are quivering, and your cheeks are red: red like cherries! ↩
Out of fashion. ↩
They’re changing. ↩
At mama’s, … when people came, I followed them everywhere, to the drawing rooms and the bedrooms; often I watched the maids dress the ladies and arrange their hair, and it was so much fun; that’s the way one learns. ↩
Yes, Mademoiselle; we haven’t eaten for five or six hours. ↩
And what a shame [that would be]! ↩
Could I take but one of these wonderful flowers, Mademoiselle? Only to complete my dress. ↩
Pretty, but irregular. ↩
Greetings, ladies. ↩
Father character in tragedy and high comedy. ↩
Too bad! ↩
The tender passion. ↩
Beware of this! ↩
Monsieur Rochester is back! ↩
The right opportunity. ↩
Good evening. ↩
Ready to love her little English mother. ↩
Oh, how little comfort there will be for her! ↩
A real liar. ↩
Fairy-tales. ↩
Fairies do not exist anyway, and even if they did: ↩
In order to keep me in countenance. ↩
And one stepped forth who, to look upon, was like a starlight night. ↩
I weigh your thoughts in the balance of my wrath! and your deeds with the weight of my fury! ↩
Still young. ↩