The two girls, on whom, kneeling down on the wet ground, and looking through the low, latticed window of Moor House kitchen, I had gazed with so bitter a mixture of interest and despair, were my near kinswomen; and the young and stately gentleman who had found me almost dying at his threshold was my blood relation. Glorious discovery to a lonely wretch!
Quelle due ragazze che avevo guardate con un sentimento amaro d'interesse e di disperazione, attraverso la stretta finestra di Marsh-End, erano mie parenti; quel giovane alto, che mi aveva raccolta morente sulla soglia della casa, mi era unito dal sangue.