The Two Magics: The Turn of the Screw, Covering End

She was now housekeeper and was also acting for the time as superintendent to the little girl, of whom, without children of her own, she was, by good luck, extremely fond. She had done for them quite beautifully—she was a most respectable person—till her death, the great awkwardness of which had, precisely, left no alternative but the school for little Miles. Gracedew had hung upon his words, and she seemed still to wait, in visible horror, for something that would improve on them. At last she turned away with her impatience controlled. “It’s magnificent!” “The fire-back?” “Everything—everywhere.