"Helen Dartmoor!" said Kitty, suddenly springing to her feet, "father's cousin, Helen Dartmoor!  She came to stay with us for a month after mother died, and if there is a person in the whole world whom I loathed it was her.  No, I won't go to her; I'll write and tell father I can't--I won't; it shan't be.  Nothing would induce me to live with her.  Oh, Mrs. Clavering, you don't know what she is, and she--why, she doesn't speak decent English, and she knows scarcely anything.  How am I to be educated, Mrs. Clavering?  I could not do it."