Eliza and Georgiana, evidently acting according to orders, spoke to me as little as possible: John thrust his tongue in his cheek whenever he saw me, and once attempted chastisement; but as I instantly turned against him, roused by the same sentiment of deep ire and desperate revolt which had stirred my corruption before, he thought it better to desist, and ran from me tittering execrations, and vowing I had burst his nose.
Eliza y Georgiana -obraban sin duda en virtud de instrucciones que recibieran- me hablaban lo menos posible. John me hacía burla con la lengua en cuanto me veía, y una vez intentó pegarme, pero yo me revolví con el mismo arranque de cólera y rebeldía que causara mi malaventura la otra vez y a él le pareció mejor desistir.