Wehadoursigns，too，andtheywashundredsinnumber。Sometimesshewouldsitlookingatmeandconsideringhardhowtocommunicatewithmeaboutsomethingfresh，——howtoaskmewhatshewantedexplained，——andthenshewas（orIthoughtshewas；whatdoesitsignify？）solikemychildwiththoseyearsaddedtoher，thatI
half—believeditwasherself，tryingtotellmewhereshehadbeentoupintheskies，andwhatshehadseensincethatunhappynightwhenshefliedaway。Shehadaprettyface，andnowthattherewasnoonetodragatherbrightdarkhair，anditwasallinorder，therewasasomethingtouchinginherlooksthatmadethecartmostpeacefulandmostquiet，thoughnotatallmelancholy。[N。B。IntheCheapJackpatter，wegenerallysounditlemonjolly，anditgetsalaugh。]
Thewayshelearnttounderstandanylookofminewastrulysurprising。WhenIsoldofanight，shewouldsitinthecartunseenbythemoutside，andwouldgiveaeagerlookintomyeyeswhenIlookedin，andwouldhandmestraighttheprecisearticleorarticlesIwanted。Andthenshewouldclapherhands，andlaughforjoy。Andasforme，seeinghersobright，andrememberingwhatshewaswhenIfirstlightedonher，starvedandbeatenandragged，leaningasleepagainstthemuddycart—wheel，itgivemesuchheartthatIgainedagreaterheighthofreputationthanever，andIputPicklesondown（bythenameofMim’sTravellingGiantotherwisePickleson）forafypunnoteinmywill。
Thishappinesswentoninthecarttillshewassixteenyearold。
BywhichtimeIbegantofeelnotsatisfiedthatIhaddonemywholedutybyher，andtoconsiderthatsheoughttohavebetterteachingthanIcouldgiveher。ItdrewamanytearsonbothsideswhenI