The Turn of the Screw traces the story of a young, inexperienced governess who is charged with the care of Miles and Flora, two small orphaned children abandoned by their uncle at his grand country house.đđ
Chapter 10 My sense of how he received this suffered for a minute from something that I can describe only as a fierce split of my attentionâa stroke that at first, as I sprang straight up, reduced me to the mere blind movement of getting hold of him, drawing him close, and, while I just …
Chapter 9 Yet it was when she had got offâand I missed her on the spotâthat the great pinch really came. If I had counted on what it would give me to find myself alone with Miles, I speedily perceived, at least, that it would give me a measure. No hour of my stay in …
Chapter 8 The next day, after lessons, Mrs. Grose found a moment to say to me quietly: âHave you written, miss?ââYesâIâve written.â But I didnât addâfor the hourâthat my letter, sealed and directed, was still in my pocket. There would be time enough to send it before the messenger should go to the village. Meanwhile …
Chapter 7 I had so perfectly expected that the return of my pupils would be marked by a demonstration that I was freshly upset at having to take into account that they were dumb about my absence. Instead of gaily denouncing and caressing me, they made no allusion to my having failed them, and I …
Chapter 6 Walking to church a certain Sunday morning, I had little Miles at my side and his sister, in advance of us and at Mrs. Groseâs, well in sight. It was a crisp, clear day, the first of its order for some time; the night had brought a touch of frost, and the autumn …
Chapter 5 The particular impression I had received proved in the morning light, I repeat, not quite successfully presentable to Mrs. Grose, though I reinforced it with the mention of still another remark that he had made before we separated. âIt all lies in half a dozen words,â I said to her, âwords that really …
Chapter 4 What I had said to Mrs. Grose was true enough; there was in the matter I had put before her depths and possibilities that I lacked resolution to sound; so that when we met once more in the wonder of it we were of a common mind about the duty of resistance to …
Chapter 3 It took of course more than that particular passage to place us together in presence of what we had now to live with as we couldâmy dreadful liability to impressions of the order so vividly exemplified, and my companionâs knowledge, henceforthâa knowledge half consternation and half compassionâof that liability. There had been, this …
Chapter 2 Her thus turning her back on me was fortunately not, for my just preoccupations, a snub that could check the growth of our mutual esteem. We met, after I had brought home little Miles, more intimately than ever on the ground of my stupefaction, my general emotion: so monstrous was I then ready …
Chapter 1 I remember the whole beginning as a succession of flights and drops, a little seesaw of the right throbs and the wrong. After rising, in town, to meet his appeal, I had at all events a couple of very bad daysâfound myself doubtful again, felt indeed sure I had made a mistake. In …
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