'
'So Mrs. Staunton says,' replied Helen; 'she used to tell me that I
was a good deal like her, and should be more so; but I do not think
she would have said so, if she had seen you. I am so slow and so
dull, and so unlike to you in your quick active ways.'
'Do you know, Helen,' said Elizabeth, who had been pursuing her own
thoughts, rather than listening to her sister's words, 'I do believe
that we should all have been more like her if she had lived; at
least, I am sure I should.'
Helen did not answer; and Elizabeth continued in her usual rapid
manner, 'I do not mean to lay all my faults at Mamma's door, for I
should have been much worse without her, and I have spurned away most
of the good she would have done me in her kind gentle way; but I do
believe no one but my own mother ever knew how to manage me. You
never were so wild, Helen, and you will do far far better.'
'O Lizzie, what do you mean?' cried Helen.
'I mean, my dear Helen,' exclaimed Elizabeth, hardly knowing what she
was saying, 'that I have been using you shamefully ever since you
came home.
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