1 Eliza surveyed her parent calmly.
2 Eliza still spoke little: she had evidently no time to talk.
3 Meantime, I got on as well as I could with Georgiana and Eliza.
4 Georgiana should take her own course; and she, Eliza, would take hers.
5 Eliza and I went to look at her: Georgiana, who had burst out into loud weeping, said she dared not go.
6 Eliza would sit half the day sewing, reading, or writing, and scarcely utter a word either to me or her sister.
7 This I felt sure was Eliza, though I could trace little resemblance to her former self in that elongated and colourless visage.
8 Aid was near him: Eliza and Georgiana had run for Mrs. Reed, who was gone upstairs: she now came upon the scene, followed by Bessie and her maid Abbot.
9 Then I thought of Eliza and Georgiana; I beheld one the cynosure of a ball-room, the other the inmate of a convent cell; and I dwelt on and analysed their separate peculiarities of person and character.
10 Georgiana said she dreaded being left alone with Eliza; from her she got neither sympathy in her dejection, support in her fears, nor aid in her preparations; so I bore with her feeble-minded wailings and selfish lamentations as well as I could, and did my best in sewing for her and packing her dresses.
11 I was glad of it: I never liked long walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was the coming home in the raw twilight, with nipped fingers and toes, and a heart saddened by the chidings of Bessie, the nurse, and humbled by the consciousness of my physical inferiority to Eliza, John, and Georgiana Reed.
12 As I shall not have occasion to refer either to her or her sister again, I may as well mention here, that Georgiana made an advantageous match with a wealthy worn-out man of fashion, and that Eliza actually took the veil, and is at this day superior of the convent where she passed the period of her novitiate, and which she endowed with her fortune.