You chill me.

As I have told dear Miss Felicia--for I must sometimes unburden myself"-- This hastily, as Damaris' eyes darkened with displeasure.
-- "For the last year, ever since you have nominally been out of the schoolroom, I have seen my influence over you lessen, and especially since poor Mrs.Watson's death"-- "We will not talk about Nannie, please," Damaris said quietly.
"Yes, but--as I told your Aunt Felicia--since then I have tried more than ever to win your entire confidence, to make up to you for the loss of poor Watson and fill her place with you." "No one else can ever fill the place of the person one has loved," Damaris returned indignantly.

"It isn't possible.

I should be ashamed to let it be possible.

Nannie was Nannie--she had cared for me all my life and I had cared for her.