In truth it was humble--but then it was sheltered, and I wanted a safe asylum: it was plodding--but then, compared with that of a governess in a rich house, it was independent; and the fear of servitude with strangers entered my soul like iron: it was not ignoble--not unworthy--not mentally degrading, I made my decision.
En verdad, el cargo, aunque humilde, tenía sobre el de institutriz de una casa la ventaja de la independencia, ya que me hería más profundamente que el sentimiento de dependencia respecto a terceros. No era un empleo innoble, ni degradante, ni indigno.