He stood at Miss Temple's side; he was speaking low in her ear: I did not doubt he was making disclosures of my villainy; and I watched her eye with painful anxiety, expecting every moment to see its dark orb turn on me a glance of repugnance and contempt.
Mr. Brocklehurst ott állt Temple kisasszony mellett, és valamit súgott az igazgatónőnek. Biztos voltam benne, hogy rólam, az én gonoszságaimról beszél.