well did the tall stately girl of eighteen remember remember the tears tear shed with such wild passion of grief grief by the little girl of nine , as she hid hide her face under the bed-clothes , in that first night ; and how she was bidden bid not to cry by the nurse , because it would disturb Miss Edith ; and how she had cried cry as bitterly , but more quietly quietly , till her newly-seen newly , grand , pretty aunt had come come softly upstairs with Mr. Hale to show him his little sleeping sleep daughter .