The Turn of the Screw - 18

by Henry James in English Fiction Stories

XVIII The next day, after lessons, Mrs. Grose found a moment to say to me quietly: “Have you written, miss?” “Yes—I’ve written.” But I didn’t add—for the hour—that my letter, sealed and directed, was still in my pocket. There ...Read Morebe time enough to send it before the messenger should go to the village. Meanwhile there had been, on the part of my pupils, no more brilliant, more exemplary morning. It was exactly as if they had both had at heart to gloss over any recent little friction. They performed the dizziest feats of arithmetic, soaring quite out of my Read Less