"What?" said Mrs. Reed under her breath: her usually cold composed grey eye became troubled with a look like fear; she took her hand from my arm, and gazed at me as if she really did not know whether I were child or fiend.
Máskor oly hideg, fegyelmezett tekintetét most elfátyolozta a félelem. Elengedte a karomat, és úgy nézett rám, mint aki valóban nem tudja, gyermek néz-e vele szembe vagy valami ördög.