She thought for a moment. Yes, papa. Of course. But . . . it’s very different from charlotte;s. I’m not sure you’ll like it.
You yourself are very different from Charlotte, my dear, but I love you both. You must show me the book as soon as it comes – and you too, Anne.
I read both their books that winter. They were very different. Anne’s book – Agnes Grey – was the story of an unhappy governess. As I read it, I was sad to think how miserable Anne Had been, in a big away from home, where no one understood her. It was a good book, but it was harder to read than Jane Eyre