The journey was much too long and not very interesting. I did not have any books to read, so I looked out of the window, thinking about my new life. Then I slept for a short time. When I woke up the coach had stopped. The door opened and a servant called in. "Is there a little girl called Jane Eyre here?" "Yes!" I said. The servant helped me out of the coach and took my bags. We went into a large building, and the servant she left me in a sitting room. I was very tired after the long journey, so I sat in one of the comfortable chairs. In a few moments the door opened and a tall lady came into the room. She was pretty, with dark hair and dark eyes. The lady told me that she was Miss Temple, the headmistress of Lowood School. She looked at me carefully. "You are very young to travel alone. Are you tired?" she asked, putting her hand on my shoulder kindly. "Yes, Miss Temple, I am a little tired," I said. "How old are you, and what is your name?" "I'm Jane Eyre, ma'am, and I'm ten years old." "Well, Jane, I hope you will be a good child, and work hard," she said, touching my cheek gently with her finger. Another teacher named Miss Miller took me to the schoolroom. In this large room there were about eighty girls ast doing their homework. The oldest girls looked about twenty years old. I sat on a bench near the door and watched them quietly.