Elizabeth had seen their entrance--she saw them walking in the garden of the lazaretto--one figure, the governess, though disguised by a green shade over her eyes, she recognised--it was Miss Jervis. Desolate and sad as the poor girl was, a familiar face and voice was a cordial drop to comfort her; and Miss Jervis was infinitely delighted to meet her former pupil. She usually looked on those intrusted to her care as a part of the machinery that supported her life; but Elizabeth had become dear to her from the irresistible attraction that hovered round her--arising from her carelessness of self, and her touching sensibility to the sufferings of all around. She had often regretted having left her, and she now expressed this, and even her silence grew into something like talkativeness upon the unexpected meeting. "I am very unlucky," she said; "I would rather, if I could with propriety, live in the meanest lodging in London, than in the grandest tumbledown palace of the East, which people are pleased to call so fine--I am sure they are always dirty and out of order. Lady Glenfell recommended me to Lady Cecil--and, certainly, a more generous and sweet-tempered woman does not exist--and I was very comfortable, living at the Earl of G----'s seat in Hampshire, and having almost all my time to myself. One day, to my misfortune, Lady Cecil made a scheme to travel--to get out of her father-in-law's way, I believe--he is rather a tiresome old man. Lord Cecil does anything she likes. All was arranged, and I really thought I should leave them--I so hated the idea of going abroad again; but Lady Cecil said that I should be quite a treasure, having been everywhere, and knowing so many languages, and that she should have never thought of going, but from my being with her; so, in short, she was very generous, and I could not say no: accordingly, we set out on our travels, and went first to Portugal--where I had never been--and do not know a word of Portuguese; and then through Spain--and Spanish is Greek to me--and worse--for I do know a good deal of Romaic. I am sure I do not know scarcely where we went--but our last journey was to see the pyramids of Egypt--only, unfortunately, I caught the ophthalmia the moment we got to Alexandria, and could never bear to see a ray of light the whole time we were in that country."