I was admitted by a rather ill-tempered-looking housemaid, with a cap of obtrusive respectability and a spotless white apron.  I fancied that she looked just a little superciliously at my boxes, which I daresay would not have contained her own wardrobe.

‘O, it’s the governess-pupil, I suppose?’ she said.  ’You was expected early this afternoon, miss.  Miss Bagshot and Miss Susan are gone out to tea; but I can show you where you are to sleep, if you’ll please to step this way.  Do you think you could carry one of your trunks, if I carry the other?’

I thought I could; so the housemaid and I lugged them all the way along the stone passage and up an uncarpeted back staircase which led from the lobby into which the door at the end of the passage opened.  We went very high up, to the top story in fact, where the housemaid led me into a long bare room with ten little beds in it.  I was well enough accustomed to the dreariness of a school dormitory, but somehow this room looked unusually dismal.

There was a jet of gas burning at one end of the room, near a door opening into a lavatory which was little more than a cupboard, but in which ten young ladies had to perform their daily ablutions.  Here I washed my face and hands in icy-cold water, and arranged my hair as well as I could without the aid of a looking-glass, that being a luxury not provided at Albury Lodge.  The servant stood watching me as I made this brief toilet, waiting to conduct me to the schoolroom.  I followed her, shivering as I went, to a great empty room on the first floor.  The holidays were not quite over, and none of the pupils had as yet returned.  There was an almost painful neatness and bareness in place of the usual litter of books and papers, and I could not help thinking that an apartment in a workhouse would have looked quite as cheerful.  Even the fire behind the high wire guard seemed to burn in a different manner from all home fires:  a fact which I attributed then to some sympathetic property in the coal, but which I afterwards found to be caused by a plentiful admixture of coke; a slow sulky smoke went up from the dull mass of fuel, brightened ever so little now and then by a sickly yellow flame.  One jet of gas dimly lighted this long dreary room, in which there was no human creature but myself and my guide.

‘I’ll bring you some supper presently, miss,’ the housemaid said, and departed before I could put in a timid plea for that feminine luxury, a cup of tea.

I had not expected to find myself quite alone on this first night of my arrival, and a feeling of hopeless wretchedness came over me as I sat down at one end of a long green-baize-covered table, and rested my head upon my folded arms.  Of course it was very weak and foolish, a bad beginning of my new life, but I was quite powerless to contend against that sense of utter misery.  I thought of all I had left at home.  I thought of what my life might have been if my father had been only a little better off:  and then I burst out crying as if my heart were breaking.