From jane eyre by charlotte brontë this ominous tool she presented to miss scatcherd with a respectful courtesy; then she quietly, and without being told, unloosed her pinafore, and the teacher instantly and sharply inflicted on her neck a dozen strokes with the bunch of twigs. not a tear rose to burns’s eye; . . . in this passage, why does helen hold back her tears when miss scatcherd is hitting her?
