One afternoon in January, Mrs. Fairfax had begged a holiday for Adele, because she had a cold; and, as Adele seconded the request with an ardour that reminded me how precious occasional holidays had been to me in my own childhood, I accorded it, deeming that I did well in showing pliability on the point.
Fairfax me pidió que concediese fiesta a Adèle, alegando que hacía frío. La niñera secundó la petición con energía y yo, recordando lo preciosas que en mi infancia fueran las fiestas para mí, resolví complacerlas.