1 Here, Carter, help him on with his waist-coat.
2 He seemed puzzled to decide what I was; I helped him.
3 I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
4 My little servant, after helping me to clean my house, was gone, well satisfied with the fee of a penny for her aid.
5 I was about mechanically to obey him, without further remonstrance; but as he helped me into the carriage, he looked at my face.
6 Before I explain, recall, if you please, my notice, clearly given, that if I helped you, it must be as the blind man would help the lame.
7 He got into debt and into jail: his mother helped him out twice, but as soon as he was free he returned to his old companions and habits.
8 Before I explain, recall, if you please, my notice, clearly given, that if I helped you, it must be as the blind man would help the lame.
9 No doubt he had invoked the help of the Holy Spirit to subdue the anger I had roused in him, and now believed he had forgiven me once more.
10 I felt it was what was to be expected, and what could not be helped: an ordinary beggar is frequently an object of suspicion; a well-dressed beggar inevitably so.
11 My help had been needed and claimed; I had given it: I was pleased to have done something; trivial, transitory though the deed was, it was yet an active thing, and I was weary of an existence all passive.
12 Bessie, having pressed me in vain to take a few spoonfuls of the boiled milk and bread she had prepared for me, wrapped up some biscuits in a paper and put them into my bag; then she helped me on with my pelisse and bonnet, and wrapping herself in a shawl, she and I left the nursery.
13 Three women were got to help; and such scrubbing, such brushing, such washing of paint and beating of carpets, such taking down and putting up of pictures, such polishing of mirrors and lustres, such lighting of fires in bedrooms, such airing of sheets and feather-beds on hearths, I never beheld, either before or since.