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〃That he's an injury to the others。〃
At this； with one of the quick turns of simple folk； she suddenly flamed up。
〃Master Miles！ HIM an injury？〃
There was such a flood of good faith in it that； though I had not yet
seen the child； my very fears made me jump to the absurdity of the idea。
I found myself； to meet my friend the better； offering it；
on the spot； sarcastically。 〃To his poor little innocent mates！〃
〃It's too dreadful；〃 cried Mrs。 Grose； 〃to say such cruel things！
Why； he's scarce ten years old。〃
〃Yes； yes； it would be incredible。〃
She was evidently grateful for such a profession。 〃See him； miss； first。
THEN believe it！〃 I felt forthwith a new impatience to see him；
it was the beginning of a curiosity that； for all the next hours；
was to deepen almost to pain。 Mrs。 Grose was aware； I could judge；
of what she had produced in me； and she followed it up with assurance。
〃You might as well believe it of the little lady。 Bless her；〃
she added the next moment〃LOOK at her！〃
I turned and saw that Flora； whom； ten minutes before； I had established
in the schoolroom with a sheet of white paper； a pencil； and a copy
of nice 〃round o's；〃 now presented herself to view at the open door。
She expressed in her little way an extraordinary detachment from
disagreeable duties； looking to me； however； with a great childish light
that seemed to offer it as a mere result of the affection she had conceived
for my person； which had rendered necessary that she should follow me。
I needed nothing more than this to feel the full force of Mrs。 Grose's
comparison； and； catching my pupil in my arms； covered her with kisses
in which there was a sob of atonement。
Nonetheless； the rest of the day I watched for further occasion
to approach my colleague； especially as； toward evening；
I began to fancy she rather sought to avoid me。 I overtook her；
I remember； on the staircase； we went down together； and at the
bottom I detained her； holding her there with a hand on her arm。
〃I take what you said to me at noon as a declaration that
YOU'VE never known him to be bad。〃
She threw back her head； she had clearly； by this time；
and very honestly； adopted an attitude。 〃Oh； never known him
I don't pretend THAT！〃
I was upset again。 〃Then you HAVE known him？〃
〃Yes indeed； miss； thank God！〃
On reflection I accepted this。 〃You mean that a boy who never is？〃
〃Is no boy for ME！〃
I held her tighter。 〃You like them with the spirit to be naughty？〃
Then； keeping pace with her answer； 〃So do I！〃 I eagerly brought out。
〃But not to the degree to contaminate〃
〃To contaminate？〃my big word left her at a loss。
I explained it。 〃To corrupt。〃
She stared； taking my meaning in； but it produced in her an odd laugh。
〃Are you afraid he'll corrupt YOU？〃 She put the question with such a fine
bold humor that； with a laugh； a little silly doubtless； to match her own；
I gave way for the time to the apprehension of ridicule。
But the next day； as the hour for my drive approached； I cropped
up in another place。 〃What was the lady who was here before？〃
〃The last governess？ She was also young and pretty
almost as young and almost as pretty； miss； even as you。〃
〃Ah； then； I hope her youth and her beauty helped her！〃
I recollect throwing off。 〃He seems to like us young and pretty！〃
〃Oh； he DID；〃 Mrs。 Grose assented： 〃it was the way he liked everyone！〃
She had no sooner spoken indeed than she caught herself up。
〃I mean that's HIS waythe master's。〃
I was struck。 〃But of whom did you speak first？〃
She looked blank； but she colored。 〃Why； of HIM。〃
〃Of the master？〃
〃Of who else？〃
There was so obviously no one else that the next moment I
had lost my impression of her having accidentally said more
than she meant； and I merely asked what I wanted to know。
〃Did SHE see anything in the boy？〃
〃That wasn't right？ She never told me。〃
I had a scruple； but I overcame it。 〃Was she carefulparticular？〃
Mrs。 Grose appeared to try to be conscientious。
〃About some thingsyes。〃
〃But not about all？〃
Again she considered。 〃Well； missshe's gone。
I won't tell tales。〃
〃I quite understand your feeling；〃 I hastened to reply； but I thought it；
after an instant； not opposed to this concession to pursue：
〃Did she die here？〃
〃Noshe went off。〃
I don't know what there was in this brevity of Mrs。 Grose's that struck
me as ambiguous。 〃Went off to die？〃 Mrs。 Grose looked straight
out of the window； but I felt that； hypothetically； I had a right
to know what young persons engaged for Bly were expected to do。
〃She was taken ill； you mean； and went home？〃
〃She was not taken ill； so far as appeared； in this house。
She left it； at the end of the year； to go home； as she said；
for a short holiday； to which the time she had put in had
certainly given her a right。 We had then a young woman
a nursemaid who had stayed on and who was a good girl and clever；
and SHE took the children altogether for the interval。
But our young lady never came back； and at the very moment I
was expecting her I heard from the master that she was dead。〃
I turned this over。 〃But of what？〃
〃He never told me！ But please； miss；〃 said Mrs。 Grose；
〃I must get to my work。〃
III
Her thus turning her back on me was fortunately not； for my just
preoccupations； a snub that could check the growth of our mutual esteem。
We met； after I had brought home little Miles； more intimately
than ever on the ground of my stupefaction； my general emotion：
so monstrous was I then ready to pronounce it that such a child
as had now been revealed to me should be under an interdict。
I was a little late on the scene； and I felt； as he stood wistfully
looking out for me before the door of the inn at which the coach had
put him down； that I had seen him； on the instant； without and within；
in the great glow of freshness； the same positive fragrance of purity；
in which I had； from the first moment； seen his little sister。
He was incredibly beautiful； and Mrs。 Grose had put her finger on it：
everything but a sort of passion of tenderness for him was swept away
by his presence。 What I then and there took him to my heart for was
something divine that I have never found to the same degree in any child
his indescribable little air of knowing nothing in the world but love。
It would have been impossible to carry a bad name with a greater
sweetness of innocence； and by the time I had got back to Bly with him
I remained merely bewilderedso far； that is； as I was not outraged
by the sense of the horrible letter locked up in my room； in a drawer。
As soon as I could compass a private word with Mrs。 Grose I declared
to her that it was grotesque。
She promptly understood me。 〃You mean the cruel charge？〃
〃It doesn't live an instant。 My dear woman； LOOK at h