Eliza and Georgiana, evidently acting according to orders, spoke to me as little as possible: John thrust his tongue in his cheek whenever he saw me, and once attempted chastisement; but as I instantly turned against him, roused by the same sentiment of deep ire and desperate revolt which had stirred my corruption before, he thought it better to desist, and ran from me tittering execrations, and vowing I had burst his nose.
Eliza és Georgiana, nyilván az anyai parancsnak engedelmeskedvén, olyan keveset beszélt velem, amilyen keveset csak lehetett. John, valahányszor találkoztunk, kiöltötte rám a nyelvét, és egyszer meg akart verni, de én rögtön harciasan szembefordultam vele.