Miss Temple had always something of serenity in her air, of state in her mien, of refined propriety in her language, which precluded deviation into the ardent, the excited, the eager: something which chastened the pleasure of those who looked on her and listened to her, by a controlling sense of awe; and such was my feeling now: but as to Helen Burns, I was struck with wonder.
Miss Temple mostraba en todo su aspecto una sorprendente serenidad, hablaba con un lenguaje grave y propio, y producía en todos los sentidos una impresión de agrado y simpatía en los que la veían y la escuchaban. Pero de quien yo estaba más maravillada era de Helen.