"Well, well!" said she. "'Twas no great matter to make such an ado about, but you must manage as quietly as you may. I am glad that Betty takes to you, and I hope you may be able to teach her something: but be very gentle with her, and above all, try to keep her quiet, for nothing vexes my Lord so much as her screams. There, go and get your breakfast, and look about you if you choose. I shall be with Betty for the next hour." She went back to Lady Betty and shut the door. I did not know what to do, for I had been so confused the night before that I had not observed which way we had come, and had no notion in what part of the house to look for Mrs. Judith's room. As I stood hesitating, Lady Jemima appeared again, her eyes red with crying. "What's the matter?" she asked, in a more gentle voice than I had yet heard her use: "Why do you stand here?" "Because I do not know which way to go, my Lady!" I answered. "I am to go to Mrs. Judith's room for my breakfast, and I don't know where to find it." "I will show you," she said. "Follow me." "But that is taking too much trouble for you, my Lady," said I. "I choose to do it," she returned. "It is fit that I should humble myself as a penance for so forgetting myself before you this morning. Let it be a warning to you." I did not understand what was to be the warning, and there was something very strange to my ears in the way Lady Jemima talked of doing penance. However I said no more, but followed her down-stairs, noting the turns this time, that I might not be at a loss again. We met several persons who spoke to Lady Jemima, and looked rather curiously at me, especially one tall, stately gentleman, who said to her, in a laughing way: "Good morning, my Lady Abbess. Have you found a new penitent, or novice, or whatever you please to call her?" "Certainly a novice, brother, but I fear not much of a penitent," replied Lady Jemima, primly. "'Tis Betty's new governess, or waiting gentlewoman, which ever you please to call her." "So!" said my Lord, as I now perceived him to be, looking at me with more attention. "You have undertaken a hard task, my young lady. I would as soon be nurse to a wild-cat. But 'tis no wonder the poor thing is cankered and crabbed, considering her misfortune. Be kind and faithful to her, and you shall lose nothing thereby, I promise you." I courtesied, but did not speak. As mother says, "Mumchance is a safe game." "Here is Mistress Judith's room," said Lady Jemima, opening the door. "Many thanks, madam," I began, but she cut me short at once. "You owe me no thanks: I did it to please myself." Then more graciously: "I will see you again, and perhaps I may be of use to you. I daresay you need instruction in your religious duties." I courtesied again, and she left me. I could not but think that pleasing oneself was an odd way of doing penance. Mrs. Judith was very kind to me, and provided me a nice breakfast.