well I drew the curtain；” thought I； and I wished fervently he might not discover my hiding…place： nor would John Reed have found it out himself； he was not quick either of vision or conception； but Eliza just put her head in at the door； and said at once—
“She is in the window…seat； to be sure； Jack。”
And I came out immediately； for I trembled at the idea of being dragged forth by the said Jack。
“What do you want？” I asked； with awkward diffidence。
“Say； ‘What do you want； Master Reed？’” was the answer。 “I want you to e here；” and seating himself in an arm…chair； he intimated by a gesture that I was to approach and stand before him。
John Reed was a schoolboy of fourteen years old； four years older than I； for I was but ten： large and stout for his age； with a dingy and unwholesome skin； thick lineaments in a spacious visage； heavy limbs and large extremities。 He gorged himself habitually at table； which made him bilious； and gave him a dim and bleared eye and flabby cheeks。 He ought now to have been at school； but his mama had taken him home for a month or two； “on account of his delicate health。” Mr。 Miles； the master； affirmed that he would do very well if he had fewer cakes and sweetmeats sent him from home； but the mother’s heart turned from an opinion so harsh； and inclined rather to the more refined idea that John’s sallowness was owing to over…application and； perhaps； to pining after home。
John had not much affection for his mother and sisters； and an antipathy to me。 He bullied and punished me； not two or three times in the week； nor once or twice in the day； but continually： every nerve I had feared him； and every morsel of flesh in my bones shrank when he came near。 There were moments when I was bewildered by the te