Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75020.73I have dismissed, with the fee of an orange, the little orphan who serves me as a handmaid.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51570.73"Well then, sir, have the goodness to gratify my curiosity, which is much piqued on one point."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14160.73I could not tell: nothing answered me; I then ordered my brain to find a response, and quickly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8700.71Soon after five p.m. we had another meal, consisting of a small mug of coffee, and half-a-slice of brown bread.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7760.71She went on - "You had this morning a breakfast which you could not eat; you must be hungry: -- I have ordered that a lunch of bread and cheese shall be served to all."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51620.71"Curiosity is a dangerous petition: it is well I have not taken a vow to accord every request -- " "But there can be no danger in complying with this, sir."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23600.71"I was thinking, sir, that very few masters would trouble themselves to inquire whether or not their paid subordinates were piqued and hurt by their orders."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88100.69And again she earnestly conjured me to give up all thoughts of going out with her brother.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78040.69With this persuasion I now answered - "As far as I can see, it would be wiser and more judicious if you were to take to yourself the original at once."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70760.68Hannah had brought me some gruel and dry toast, about, as I supposed, the dinner-hour.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4280.66The remains of my breakfast of bread and milk stood on the table, and having crumbled a morsel of roll, I was tugging at the sash to put out the crumbs on the window- sill, when Bessie came running upstairs into the nursery.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6280.65I'll ask cook to bake you a little cake, and then you shall help me to look over your drawers; for I am soon to pack your trunk.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51490.65"Ask me something now, Jane, -- the least thing: I desire to be entreated -- " "Indeed I will, sir; I have my petition all ready."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45040.65He would send for the baby; though I entreated him rather to put it out to nurse and pay for its maintenance.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69350.64Here is a penny; now go -- " "A penny cannot feed me, and I have no strength to go farther.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55590.64I rang the bell and ordered away the tray.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32830.64I thought I might have retorted the question on him who put it: but I would not take that freedom.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14690.64The box was corded, the card nailed on.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11940.64"Barbara," said she, "can you not bring a little more bread and butter?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8770.62Breakfast-time came at last, and this morning the porridge was not burnt; the quality was eatable, the quantity small.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10490.61Oh, madam, when you put bread and cheese, instead of burnt porridge, into these children's mouths, you may indeed feed their vile bodies, but you little think how you starve their immortal souls!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95970.61"Shake me off, then, sir, -- push me away, for I'll not leave you of my own accord."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77880.61Mastering some hesitation, he answered, "Miss Oliver, I presume."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44110.61Old times crowded fast back on me as I watched her bustling about -- setting out the tea-tray with her best china, cutting bread and butter, toasting a tea-cake, and, between whiles, giving little Robert or Jane an occasional tap or push, just as she used to give me in former days.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2530.60Bessie had been down into the kitchen, and she brought up with her a tart on a certain brightly painted china plate, whose bird of paradise, nestling in a wreath of convolvuli and rosebuds, had been wont to stir in me a most enthusiastic sense of admiration; and which plate I had often petitioned to be allowed to take in my hand in order to examine it more closely, but had always hitherto been deemed unworthy of such a privilege.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59130.60"We're tolerable, sir, I thank you," replied Grace, lifting the boiling mess carefully on to the hob: "rather snappish, but not 'rageous."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10010.59Many a time I have shared between two claimants the precious morsel of brown bread distributed at tea-time; and after relinquishing to a third half the contents of my mug of coffee, I have swallowed the remainder with an accompaniment of secret tears, forced from me by the exigency of hunger.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70320.59"Hannah," said Mr. St. John, at last, "let her sit there at present, and ask her no questions; in ten minutes more, give her the remainder of that milk and bread.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69260.59"I'll give you a piece of bread," she said, after a pause; "but we can't take in a vagrant to lodge.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23190.59"Decidedly he has had too much wine," I thought; and I did not know what answer to make to his queer question: how could I tell whether he was capable of being re-transformed?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92580.58"Give the tray to me; I will carry it in."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90960.58"They guessed, ma'am: they guessed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78010.58"That I should like to have it is certain: whether it would be judicious or wise is another question."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72220.58Hannah says you have had nothing but some gruel since breakfast."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69980.58Give it me, and a piece of bread."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69090.58And she proceeded to prepare the meal.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55570.58"Sir, have you finished supper?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43030.58"As short a time as possible, sir."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41480.58"I like to serve you, sir, and to obey you in all that is right."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29870.58"They'll be here in ten minutes."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_27910.58"Just a morsel, and a taste of cheese, that's all."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6550.57Few children can eat when excited with the thoughts of a journey; nor could I. Bessie, having pressed me in vain to take a few spoonfuls of the boiled milk and bread she had prepared for me, wrapped up some biscuits in a paper and put them into my bag; then she helped me on with my pelisse and bonnet, and wrapping herself in a shawl, she and I left the nursery.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83670.56Startled at being thus addressed, I did not immediately reply: after a moment's hesitation I answered - "But are you sure you are not in the position of those conquerors whose triumphs have cost them too dear?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89280.56I told him to forbear question or remark; I desired him to leave me: I must and would be alone.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70050.56And he withdrew the cup of milk and the plate of bread.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41300.56don't trouble your head about her -- put the thing out of your thoughts."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10390.55And there is another thing which surprised me; I find, in settling accounts with the housekeeper, that a lunch, consisting of bread and cheese, has twice been served out to the girls during the past fortnight.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8710.54I devoured my bread and drank my coffee with relish; but I should have been glad of as much more -- I was still hungry.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66010.54I might be questioned: I could give no answer but what would sound incredible and excite suspicion.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63300.54I impressed it on my heart, that it might remain there to serve me as aid in the time of trial.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80250.73"Briggs wrote to me of a Jane Eyre:" he said, "the advertisements demanded a Jane Eyre: I knew a Jane Elliott.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31090.72I cannot tell whether Miss Ingram was a genius, but she was self-conscious -- remarkably self- conscious indeed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8360.69"Did you say that tall lady was called Miss Temple?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76710.67These could already read, write, and sew; and to them I taught the elements of grammar, geography, history, and the finer kinds of needlework.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8940.65This ominous tool she presented to Miss Scatcherd with a respectful curtesy; then she quietly, and without being told, unloosed her pinafore, and the teacher instantly and sharply inflicted on her neck a dozen strokes with the bunch of twigs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6900.64"Is there a little girl called Jane Eyre here?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7260.62A great tumult succeeded for some minutes, during which Miss Miller repeatedly exclaimed, "Silence!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44360.60Both ladies, as I advanced, rose to welcome me, and both addressed me by the name of "Miss Eyre."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37230.60Rise, Miss Eyre: leave me; the play is played out'."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35180.59Miss Ingram rose solemnly: "I go first," she said, in a tone which might have befitted the leader of a forlorn hope, mounting a breach in the van of his men.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7610.58I was still looking at them, and also at intervals examining the teachers -- none of whom precisely pleased me; for the stout one was a little coarse, the dark one not a little fierce, the foreigner harsh and grotesque, and Miss Miller, poor thing!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82130.57"And the school, Miss Eyre?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32120.57But poor Madame Joubert!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2840.57Come here, Miss Jane: your name is Jane, is it not?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25370.57Happily I do not mean to harm it: but, if I did, it would not take harm from me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17080.57"Eyre -- Jane Eyre."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15300.57"Oh, you are quite a lady, Miss Jane!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8880.57I kept expecting that Miss Scatcherd would praise her attention; but, instead of that, she suddenly cried out - "You dirty, disagreeable girl!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9570.55"And when Miss Temple teaches you, do your thoughts wander then?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9390.55"Is Miss Temple as severe to you as Miss Scatcherd?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10690.54These words fell like the knell of doom - "All those top-knots must be cut off."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6100.53"You are a strange child, Miss Jane," she said, as she looked down at me; "a little roving, solitary thing: and you are going to school, I suppose?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51110.52"And then you won't know me, sir; and I shall not be your Jane Eyre any longer, but an ape in a harlequin's jacket -- a jay in borrowed plumes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21240.52He is a harsh man; at once pompous and meddling; he cut off our hair; and for economy's sake bought us bad needles and thread, with which we could hardly sew."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7310.52Miss Miller assumed the fourth vacant chair, which was that nearest the door, and around which the smallest of the children were assembled: to this inferior class I was called, and placed at the bottom of it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11790.52I had finished: Miss Temple regarded me a few minutes in silence; she then said - "I know something of Mr. Lloyd; I shall write to him; if his reply agrees with your statement, you shall be publicly cleared from every imputation; to me, Jane, you are clear now."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9360.51"Then learn from me, not to judge by appearances: I am, as Miss Scatcherd said, slatternly; I seldom put, and never keep, things, in order; I am careless; I forget rules; I read when I should learn my lessons; I have no method; and sometimes I say, like you, I cannot BEAR to be subjected to systematic arrangements.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16980.49Fortunately I had had the advantage of being taught French by a French lady; and as I had always made a point of conversing with Madame Pierrot as often as I could, and had besides, during the last seven years, learnt a portion of French by heart daily -- applying myself to take pains with my accent, and imitating as closely as possible the pronunciation of my teacher, I had acquired a certain degree of readiness and correctness in the language, and was not likely to be much at a loss with Mademoiselle Adela.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9450.49I observed you in your class this morning, and saw you were closely attentive: your thoughts never seemed to wander while Miss Miller explained the lesson and questioned you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51940.49"Well, I feigned courtship of Miss Ingram, because I wished to render you as madly in love with me as I was with you; and I knew jealousy would be the best ally I could call in for the furtherance of that end."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95220.49Jealousy had got hold of him: she stung him; but the sting was salutary: it gave him respite from the gnawing fang of melancholy.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50630.49Mrs. Fairfax surprised me by looking out of the window with a sad countenance, and saying gravely -- "Miss Eyre, will you come to breakfast?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8970.49exclaimed Miss Scatcherd; "nothing can correct you of your slatternly habits: carry the rod away."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7180.49The meal over, prayers were read by Miss Miller, and the classes filed off, two and two, upstairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10930.49"Ladies," said he, turning to his family, "Miss Temple, teachers, and children, you all see this girl?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10600.49"Julia's hair curls naturally," returned Miss Temple, still more quietly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74100.48Knitting, sewing, reading, writing, ciphering, will be all you will have to teach.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5980.48All at once I heard a clear voice call, "Miss Jane!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17160.48I understood her very well, for I had been accustomed to the fluent tongue of Madame Pierrot.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10560.48"It is Julia Severn," replied Miss Temple, very quietly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95870.48"Miss Eyre, I repeat it, you can leave me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9210.48"But that teacher, Miss Scatcherd, is so cruel to you?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75060.48But three of the number can read: none write or cipher.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51930.48But to the point if you please, sir -- Miss Ingram?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34970.48ejaculated Miss Ingram, and the man went.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32250.48Am I right, Baroness Ingram, of Ingram Park?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28710.48"And Miss Ingram: what sort of a voice had she?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2860.48"Well, you have been crying, Miss Jane Eyre; can you tell me what about?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26400.48"In the name of all the elves in Christendom, is that Jane Eyre?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25330.48he exclaimed, suddenly starting again from the point.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29560.68I once, indeed, overheard part of a dialogue between Leah and one of the charwomen, of which Grace formed the subject.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39420.65A shout of laughter greeted his entrance; noisy at first, and terminating in Grace Poole's own goblin ha!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26260.64I thought no more of Mrs. Fairfax; I thought no more of Grace Poole, or the laugh: in an instant, I was within the chamber.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57300.64"Does not Sophie sleep with Adele in the nursery?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43990.64exclaimed Mrs. Leaven, as I entered.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_27660.63"I did," said I, dropping my voice, so that Leah, who was still polishing the panes, could not hear me, "and at first I thought it was Pilot: but Pilot cannot laugh; and I am certain I heard a laugh, and a strange one."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54600.60Mrs. Fairfax, I saw, approved me: her anxiety on my account vanished; therefore I was certain I did well.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61870.57"I remember Mrs. Fairfax told me so once."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55970.57or you have overheard the servants talk?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5540.57"How dare I, Mrs. Reed?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54620.57I laughed in my sleeve at his menaces.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43740.57"Then you and I must bid good-bye for a little while?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42820.57There was a Reed of Gateshead, a magistrate."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22480.57It was evident, indeed, that she wished me to drop the subject, which I did accordingly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20180.57"You want a brooch," said Mrs. Fairfax.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18260.57exclaimed Mrs. Fairfax.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56690.57Mr. Rochester, this was not Sophie, it was not Leah, it was not Mrs. Fairfax: it was not -- no, I was sure of it, and am still -- it was not even that strange woman, Grace Poole."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29580.57"Yes," said Leah; "I wish I had as good; not that mine are to complain of, -- there's no stinginess at Thornfield; but they're not one fifth of the sum Mrs. Poole receives.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31120.55I presently perceived she was (what is vernacularly termed) TRAILING Mrs. Dent; that is, playing on her ignorance -- her TRAIL might be clever, but it was decidedly not good-natured.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91140.55I never saw her myself; but I've heard Leah, the house-maid, tell of her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29940.55exclaimed Mrs. Fairfax, and away she hurried to her post below.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25250.55he cried harshly; "keep at a distance, child; or go in to Sophie!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17810.55This was all the account I got from Mrs. Fairfax of her employer and mine.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84690.54It was as if I had heard a summons from Heaven -- as if a visionary messenger, like him of Macedonia, had enounced, "Come over and help us!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75180.54I was weakly dismayed at the ignorance, the poverty, the coarseness of all I heard and saw round me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48020.54Almost every day I asked Mrs. Fairfax if she had yet heard anything decided: her answer was always in the negative.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47960.54Leah smiled, and even Sophie bid me "bon soir" with glee.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29570.54Leah had been saying something I had not caught, and the charwoman remarked - "She gets good wages, I guess?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58940.53At our entrance, Mrs. Fairfax, Adele, Sophie, Leah, advanced to meet and greet us.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45060.53It would wail in its cradle all night long -- not screaming heartily like any other child, but whimpering and moaning.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18570.53When thus alone, I not unfrequently heard Grace Poole's laugh: the same peal, the same low, slow ha!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15740.53At Lowood, indeed, I took that resolution, kept it, and succeeded in pleasing; but with Mrs. Reed, I remember my best was always spurned with scorn.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1560.53I was a discord in Gateshead Hall: I was like nobody there; I had nothing in harmony with Mrs. Reed or her children, or her chosen vassalage.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12690.52She was not, I was told, in the hospital portion of the house with the fever patients; for her complaint was consumption, not typhus: and by consumption I, in my ignorance, understood something mild, which time and care would be sure to alleviate.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54470.49Here I heard myself apostrophised as a "hard little thing;" and it was added, "any other woman would have been melted to marrow at hearing such stanzas crooned in her praise."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23250.49Adele is a degree better, but still far below the mark; Mrs. Fairfax ditto; you, I am persuaded, can suit me if you will: you puzzled me the first evening I invited you down here.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18470.49I valued what was good in Mrs. Fairfax, and what was good in Adele; but I believed in the existence of other and more vivid kinds of goodness, and what I believed in I wished to behold.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66300.48Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night: too serene for the companionship of fear.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29500.48During the intervening period I had no time to nurse chimeras; and I believe I was as active and gay as anybody -- Adele excepted.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21250.48"That was very false economy," remarked Mrs. Fairfax, who now again caught the drift of the dialogue.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20910.48Mrs. Fairfax had dropped her knitting, and, with raised eyebrows, seemed wondering what sort of talk this was.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31100.48She entered into a discourse on botany with the gentle Mrs. Dent.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29790.48"It gets late," said Mrs. Fairfax, entering in rustling state.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98270.48His own words are a pledge of this - "My Master," he says, "has forewarned me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90040.48Strange delight inspired me: on I hastened.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77100.48I was, however, good, clever, composed, and firm, like him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45240.48exclaimed Mrs. Reed, "there is another thing I wished to say.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45020.48"A strange wish, Mrs. Reed; why do you hate her so?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30400.48"You will see her this evening," answered Mrs. Fairfax.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18300.48"Too much noise, Grace," said Mrs. Fairfax.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3890.73I had indeed levelled at that prominent feature as hard a blow as my knuckles could inflict; and when I saw that either that or my look daunted him, I had the greatest inclination to follow up my advantage to purpose; but he was already with his mama.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9600.72"Yes, in a passive way: I make no effort; I follow as inclination guides me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73150.72There was a reviving pleasure in this intercourse, of a kind now tasted by me for the first time -- the pleasure arising from perfect congeniality of tastes, sentiments, and principles.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59830.71I would not ascribe vice to him; I would not say he had betrayed me; but the attribute of stainless truth was gone from his idea, and from his presence I must go: THAT I perceived well.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73200.69I could comprehend the feeling, and share both its strength and truth.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61230.69I felt an inward power; a sense of influence, which supported me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32660.69If you err wilfully, I shall devise a proportionate punishment."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31610.68For when I say that I am of his kind, I do not mean that I have his force to influence, and his spell to attract; I mean only that I have certain tastes and feelings in common with him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13670.67Inquiry was made into the origin of the scourge, and by degrees various facts came out which excited public indignation in a high degree.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25870.67I believed he was naturally a man of better tendencies, higher principles, and purer tastes than such as circumstances had developed, education instilled, or destiny encouraged.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85040.65In the tractability with which, at my wish, you forsook a study in which you were interested, and adopted another because it interested me; in the untiring assiduity with which you have since persevered in it -- in the unflagging energy and unshaken temper with which you have met its difficulties -- I acknowledge the complement of the qualities I seek.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97920.65All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character -- perfect concord is the result.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91050.64I endeavoured to recall him to the main fact.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56080.63I smiled as I unfolded it, and devised how I would tease you about your aristocratic tastes, and your efforts to masque your plebeian bride in the attributes of a peeress.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94170.62A commonplace, practical reply, out of the train of his own disturbed ideas, was, I was sure, the best and most reassuring for him in this frame of mind.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83960.62By degrees, he acquired a certain influence over me that took away my liberty of mind: his praise and notice were more restraining than his indifference.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83090.62Well may he eschew the calm of domestic life; it is not his element: there his faculties stagnate -- they cannot develop or appear to advantage.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78790.62Reason, and not feeling, is my guide; my ambition is unlimited: my desire to rise higher, to do more than others, insatiable.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81640.60you quite put me out of patience: I am rational enough; it is you who misunderstand, or rather who affect to misunderstand."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77010.60I learnt so much from himself in an inroad I once, despite his reserve, had the daring to make on his confidence.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66650.60With that refreshment I could perhaps regain a degree of energy: without it, it would be difficult to proceed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45940.60Have you no sense to devise a system which will make you independent of all efforts, and all wills, but your own?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_900.60The fact is, I was a trifle beside myself; or rather OUT of myself, as the French would say: I was conscious that a moment's mutiny had already rendered me liable to strange penalties, and, like any other rebel slave, I felt resolved, in my desperation, to go all lengths.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8610.58The punishment seemed to me in a high degree ignominious, especially for so great a girl -- she looked thirteen or upwards.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66810.58I felt sorely urged to weep; but conscious how unseasonable such a manifestation would be, I restrained it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72380.57"Do you mean to say," he asked, "that you are completely isolated from every connection?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33910.57"Why can she not influence him more, when she is privileged to draw so near to him?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28920.57YOU gifted with the power of pleasing him?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51090.57"I will make the world acknowledge you a beauty, too," he went on, while I really became uneasy at the strain he had adopted, because I felt he was either deluding himself or trying to delude me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12060.56The refreshing meal, the brilliant fire, the presence and kindness of her beloved instructress, or, perhaps, more than all these, something in her own unique mind, had roused her powers within her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74120.55What, with the largest portion of your mind -- sentiments -- tastes?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32640.55"That is offering a premium on incapacity: I shall now endeavour to fail."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20340.55Besides, the eccentricity of the proceeding was piquant: I felt interested to see how he would go on.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63090.54That was my Indian Messalina's attribute: rooted disgust at it and her restrained me much, even in pleasure.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53860.54"Well, for cool native impudence and pure innate pride, you haven't your equal," said he.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54160.53I was not fond of pampering that susceptible vanity of his; but for once, and from motives of expediency, I would e'en soothe and stimulate it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5170.53I have studied how best to mortify in them the worldly sentiment of pride; and, only the other day, I had a pleasing proof of my success.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77190.52"With pleasure," I replied; and I felt a thrill of artist-delight at the idea of copying from so perfect and radiant a model.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14240.52This scheme I went over twice, thrice; it was then digested in my mind; I had it in a clear practical form: I felt satisfied, and fell asleep.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83100.52It is in scenes of strife and danger -- where courage is proved, and energy exercised, and fortitude tasked -- that he will speak and move, the leader and superior.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1510.49said my reason, forced by the agonising stimulus into precocious though transitory power: and Resolve, equally wrought up, instigated some strange expedient to achieve escape from insupportable oppression -- as running away, or, if that could not be effected, never eating or drinking more, and letting myself die.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85020.49In the calm with which you learnt you had become suddenly rich, I read a mind clear of the vice of Demas:- lucre had no undue power over you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84860.49With St. Paul, I acknowledge myself the chiefest of sinners; but I do not suffer this sense of my personal vileness to daunt me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1730.49This idea, consolatory in theory, I felt would be terrible if realised: with all my might I endeavoured to stifle it -- I endeavoured to be firm.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13850.48It did not seem as if a prop were withdrawn, but rather as if a motive were gone: it was not the power to be tranquil which had failed me, but the reason for tranquillity was no more.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82530.48"My first aim will be to CLEAN DOWN (do you comprehend the full force of the expression?)
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63100.48Any enjoyment that bordered on riot seemed to approach me to her and her vices, and I eschewed it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54550.48The system thus entered on, I pursued during the whole season of probation; and with the best success.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47560.48But I have a veil -- it is down: I may make shift yet to behave with decent composure.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89300.48Where there is energy to command well enough, obedience never fails.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28600.86And then she had such a fine head of hair; raven-black and so becomingly arranged: a crown of thick plaits behind, and in front the longest, the glossiest curls I ever saw.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72120.83He was young -- perhaps from twenty-eight to thirty -- tall, slender; his face riveted the eye; it was like a Greek face, very pure in outline: quite a straight, classic nose; quite an Athenian mouth and chin.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31040.82The noble bust, the sloping shoulders, the graceful neck, the dark eyes and black ringlets were all there; -- but her face?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7700.80Seen now, in broad daylight, she looked tall, fair, and shapely; brown eyes with a benignant light in their iris, and a fine pencilling of long lashes round, relieved the whiteness of her large front; on each of her temples her hair, of a very dark brown, was clustered in round curls, according to the fashion of those times, when neither smooth bands nor long ringlets were in vogue; her dress, also in the mode of the day, was of purple cloth, relieved by a sort of Spanish trimming of black velvet; a gold watch (watches were not so common then as now) shone at her girdle.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56850.78"This, sir, was purple: the lips were swelled and dark; the brow furrowed: the black eyebrows widely raised over the bloodshot eyes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44300.77There was something ascetic in her look, which was augmented by the extreme plainness of a straight-skirted, black, stuff dress, a starched linen collar, hair combed away from the temples, and the nun-like ornament of a string of ebony beads and a crucifix.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28590.77"Tall, fine bust, sloping shoulders; long, graceful neck: olive complexion, dark and clear; noble features; eyes rather like Mr. Rochester's: large and black, and as brilliant as her jewels.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35690.77She had on a red cloak and a black bonnet: or rather, a broad-brimmed gipsy hat, tied down with a striped handkerchief under her chin.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66700.75I had a small silk handkerchief tied round my throat; I had my gloves.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16430.73I sometimes regretted that I was not handsomer; I sometimes wished to have rosy cheeks, a straight nose, and small cherry mouth; I desired to be tall, stately, and finely developed in figure; I felt it a misfortune that I was so little, so pale, and had features so irregular and so marked.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58250.72His whole face was colourless rock: his eye was both spark and flint.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6980.72The first was a tall lady with dark hair, dark eyes, and a pale and large forehead; her figure was partly enveloped in a shawl, her countenance was grave, her bearing erect.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30580.70Then the importance of the process quickly steadied her, and by the time she had her curls arranged in well-smoothed, drooping clusters, her pink satin frock put on, her long sash tied, and her lace mittens adjusted, she looked as grave as any judge.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24720.69A dress of rose-coloured satin, very short, and as full in the skirt as it could be gathered, replaced the brown frock she had previously worn; a wreath of rosebuds circled her forehead; her feet were dressed in silk stockings and small white satin sandals.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72150.69His eyes were large and blue, with brown lashes; his high forehead, colourless as ivory, was partially streaked over by careless locks of fair hair.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95150.68He is a handsome man: tall, fair, with blue eyes, and a Grecian profile."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35970.68She again put her short black pipe to her lips, and renewed her smoking with vigour.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45430.68Strongly-marked horizontal eyebrows must be traced under that brow; then followed, naturally, a well-defined nose, with a straight ridge and full nostrils; then a flexible- looking mouth, by no means narrow; then a firm chin, with a decided cleft down the middle of it: of course, some black whiskers were wanted, and some jetty hair, tufted on the temples, and waved above the forehead.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30600.67This I quickly was: my best dress (the silver-grey one, purchased for Miss Temple's wedding, and never worn since) was soon put on; my hair was soon smoothed; my sole ornament, the pearl brooch, soon assumed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69060.67One, to be sure, had hair a shade darker than the other, and there was a difference in their style of wearing it; Mary's pale brown locks were parted and braided smooth: Diana's duskier tresses covered her neck with thick curls.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75800.66No charm was wanting, no defect was perceptible; the young girl had regular and delicate lineaments; eyes shaped and coloured as we see them in lovely pictures, large, and dark, and full; the long and shadowy eyelash which encircles a fine eye with so soft a fascination; the pencilled brow which gives such clearness; the white smooth forehead, which adds such repose to the livelier beauties of tint and ray; the cheek oval, fresh, and smooth; the lips, fresh too, ruddy, healthy, sweetly formed; the even and gleaming teeth without flaw; the small dimpled chin; the ornament of rich, plenteous tresses -- all advantages, in short, which, combined, realise the ideal of beauty, were fully hers.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42620.65I remember her appearance at the moment -- it was very graceful and very striking: she wore a morning robe of sky-blue crape; a gauzy azure scarf was twisted in her hair.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7810.65Each put on a coarse straw bonnet, with strings of coloured calico, and a cloak of grey frieze.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56740.65"It seemed, sir, a woman, tall and large, with thick and dark hair hanging long down her back.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34460.64For a handsome and not an unamiable-looking man, he repelled me exceedingly: there was no power in that smooth-skinned face of a full oval shape: no firmness in that aquiline nose and small cherry mouth; there was no thought on the low, even forehead; no command in that blank, brown eye.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94220.64"Just to comb out this shaggy black mane.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18040.64I was now on a level with the crow colony, and could see into their nests.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20240.63I knew my traveller with his broad and jetty eyebrows; his square forehead, made squarer by the horizontal sweep of his black hair.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10730.62The two younger of the trio (fine girls of sixteen and seventeen) had grey beaver hats, then in fashion, shaded with ostrich plumes, and from under the brim of this graceful head-dress fell a profusion of light tresses, elaborately curled; the elder lady was enveloped in a costly velvet shawl, trimmed with ermine, and she wore a false front of French curls.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61990.62I found her a fine woman, in the style of Blanche Ingram: tall, dark, and majestic.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30900.61Her black satin dress, her scarf of rich foreign lace, and her pearl ornaments, pleased me better than the rainbow radiance of the titled dame.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30860.61Lady Lynn was a large and stout personage of about forty, very erect, very haughty-looking, richly dressed in a satin robe of changeful sheen: her dark hair shone glossily under the shade of an azure plume, and within the circlet of a band of gems.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_36190.60"No," she continued, "it is in the face: on the forehead, about the eyes, in the lines of the mouth.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30990.60Mary was too slim for her height, but Blanche was moulded like a Dian.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50580.60I took a plain but clean and light summer dress from my drawer and put it on: it seemed no attire had ever so well become me, because none had I ever worn in so blissful a mood.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7100.59Seen by the dim light of the dips, their number to me appeared countless, though not in reality exceeding eighty; they were uniformly dressed in brown stuff frocks of quaint fashion, and long holland pinafores.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51520.59"Not at all, sir; I ask only this: don't send for the jewels, and don't crown me with roses: you might as well put a border of gold lace round that plain pocket handkerchief you have there."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30970.59A crimson velvet robe, and a shawl turban of some gold-wrought Indian fabric, invested her (I suppose she thought) with a truly imperial dignity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54760.58It was enough that in yonder closet, opposite my dressing-table, garments said to be hers had already displaced my black stuff Lowood frock and straw bonnet: for not to me appertained that suit of wedding raiment; the pearl-coloured robe, the vapoury veil pendent from the usurped portmanteau.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44340.58The hue of her dress was black too; but its fashion was so different from her sister's -- so much more flowing and becoming -- it looked as stylish as the other's looked puritanical.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21890.58This pale crescent was "the likeness of a kingly crown;" what it diademed was "the shape which shape had none."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29070.58"Afterwards, take a piece of smooth ivory -- you have one prepared in your drawing-box: take your palette, mix your freshest, finest, clearest tints; choose your most delicate camel-hair pencils; delineate carefully the loveliest face you can imagine; paint it in your softest shades and sweetest lines, according to the description given by Mrs. Fairfax of Blanche Ingram; remember the raven ringlets, the oriental eye; -- What!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53600.58I'll be married in this lilac gingham: you may make a dressing-gown for yourself out of the pearl-grey silk, and an infinite series of waistcoats out of the black satin."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29140.57Recall the august yet harmonious lineaments, the Grecian neck and bust; let the round and dazzling arm be visible, and the delicate hand; omit neither diamond ring nor gold bracelet; portray faithfully the attire, aerial lace and glistening satin, graceful scarf and golden rose; call it 'Blanche, an accomplished lady of rank.'
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98010.57"And have you a pale blue dress on?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68050.57The very cultivation surrounding it had disappeared.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63430.57Childish and slender creature!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55700.57and how strangely your eyes glitter!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4670.57and what large prominent teeth!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45450.57I drew them large; I shaped them well: the eyelashes I traced long and sombre; the irids lustrous and large.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51470.79However, had they been married, they would no doubt by their severity as husbands have made up for their softness as suitors; and so will you, I fear.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33290.79A ceremony followed, in dumb show, in which it was easy to recognise the pantomime of a marriage.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91580.76Some say it was a just judgment on him for keeping his first marriage secret, and wanting to take another wife while he had one living: but I pity him, for my part."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58530.76"Sir -- sir," interrupted the clergyman, "do not forget you are in a sacred place."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85690.74Again I tell you it is not the insignificant private individual -- the mere man, with the man's selfish senses -- I wish to mate: it is the missionary."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96390.74"Yes, of friends," I answered rather hesitatingly: for I knew I meant more than friends, but could not tell what other word to employ.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89710.74It was easy to make my further arrangements; for I was troubled with no inquiries -- no surmises.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88170.74But, in my opinion, if I am not formed for love, it follows that I am not formed for marriage.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84900.74"I do not understand a missionary life: I have never studied missionary labours."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76670.72Many showed themselves obliging, and amiable too; and I discovered amongst them not a few examples of natural politeness, and innate self-respect, as well as of excellent capacity, that won both my goodwill and my admiration.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83050.72I understood, as by inspiration, the nature of his love for Miss Oliver; I agreed with him that it was but a love of the senses.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58880.72You shall see what sort of a being I was cheated into espousing, and judge whether or not I had a right to break the compact, and seek sympathy with something at least human.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25210.72"'I will like it,' said I; 'I dare like it;' and" (he subjoined moodily) "I will keep my word; I will break obstacles to happiness, to goodness -- yes, goodness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96080.70He wanted to marry me only because he thought I should make a suitable missionary's wife, which she would not have done.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88160.70He has told me I am formed for labour -- not for love: which is true, no doubt.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81770.70Let there be no opposition, and no discussion about it; let us agree amongst each other, and decide the point at once."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11240.69I had meant to be so good, and to do so much at Lowood: to make so many friends, to earn respect and win affection.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83610.66But where there are no obstacles to a union, as in the present case, where the connection is in every point desirable, delays are unnecessary: they will be married as soon as S- Place, which Sir Frederic gives up to them, can he refitted for their reception."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89680.66They might have said, as I have no doubt they thought, that they had believed me to be without any friends save them: for, indeed, I had often said so; but, with their true natural delicacy, they abstained from comment, except that Diana asked me if I was sure I was well enough to travel.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67330.66I remembered that strangers who arrive at a place where they have no friends, and who want employment, sometimes apply to the clergyman for introduction and aid.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98130.66Both Captain Fitzjames and Mr. Wharton love their wives, and are loved by them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87420.66He answered emphatically but calmly - "A female curate, who is not my wife, would never suit me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23550.66But I won't allow that, seeing that it would never suit my case, as I have made an indifferent, not to say a bad, use of both advantages.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96480.65"That depends on circumstances, sir -- on your choice."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86220.65Jane, you would not repent marrying me -- be certain of that; we MUST be married.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66590.65Human life and human labour were near.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62850.65It was not my original intention to deceive, as I have deceived you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_60850.65"Then you are mistaken, and you know nothing about me, and nothing about the sort of love of which I am capable.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56280.65You say you love me, Janet: yes -- I will not forget that; and you cannot deny it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55850.65What do you fear?- -that I shall not prove a good husband?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_36090.65"If you wish me to speak more plainly, show me your palm."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14140.65They apply to friends, I suppose: I have no friends.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33840.64I saw he was going to marry her, for family, perhaps political reasons, because her rank and connections suited him; I felt he had not given her his love, and that her qualifications were ill adapted to win from him that treasure.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58380.63"That -- if a genuine document -- may prove I have been married, but it does not prove that the woman mentioned therein as my wife is still living."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87190.62"It is useless to attempt to conciliate you: I see I have made an eternal enemy of you."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86150.62"Very well," I said shortly; "under the circumstances, quite as well as if I were either your real sister, or a man and a clergyman like yourself."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84750.62He continued - "God and nature intended you for a missionary's wife.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72560.62"The name of the place where, and of the person with whom I lived, is my secret," I replied concisely.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11360.62"Jane, you are mistaken: probably not one in the school either despises or dislikes you: many, I am sure, pity you much."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64010.61Not a human being that ever lived could wish to be loved better than I was loved; and him who thus loved me I absolutely worshipped: and I must renounce love and idol.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39890.61His guest had been outraged, his own life on a former occasion had been hideously plotted against; and both attempts he smothered in secrecy and sank in oblivion!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41710.59To attain this end, are you justified in overleaping an obstacle of custom -- a mere conventional impediment which neither your conscience sanctifies nor your judgment approves?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9680.59It is as natural as that I should love those who show me affection, or submit to punishment when I feel it is deserved."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9670.59"But I feel this, Helen; I must dislike those who, whatever I do to please them, persist in disliking me; I must resist those who punish me unjustly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81780.59"This is acting on first impulses; you must take days to consider such a matter, ere your word can be regarded as valid."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25460.59A woman who could betray me for such a rival was not worth contending for; she deserved only scorn; less, however, than I, who had been her dupe.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96780.59Jane suits me: do I suit her?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94910.59"He was a very good man, sir; I could not help liking him."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9250.59"And if I were in your place I should dislike her; I should resist her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87940.59"I have refused to marry him -- " "And have consequently displeased him?"

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30000.90"Chez maman," said she, "quand il y avait du monde, je le suivais partout, au salon et e leurs chambres; souvent je regardais les femmes de chambre coiffer et habiller les dames, et c'etait si amusant: comme cela on apprend."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20010.87"Et cela doit signifier," said she, "qu'il y aura le dedans un cadeau pour moi, et peut-etre pour vous aussi, mademoiselle.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28120.86"Vos doigts tremblent comme la feuille, et vos joues sont rouges: mais, rouges comme des cerises!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20020.86Monsieur a parle de vous: il m'a demande le nom de ma gouvernante, et si elle n'etait pas une petite personne, assez mince et un peu pale.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30690.85"Est-ce que je ne puis pas prendrie une seule de ces fleurs magnifiques, mademoiselle?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30020.82"Mais oui, mademoiselle: voile cinq ou six heures que nous n'avons pas mange."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20030.82J'ai dit qu'oui: car c'est vrai, n'est-ce pas, mademoiselle?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53150.71"Oh, qu' elle y sera mal -- peu comfortable!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17340.71lui dit un de ces rats; parlez!'
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79840.71I daresay it is only a rat scrambling along the rafters of the adjoining schoolroom: it was a barn before I had it repaired and altered, and barns are generally haunted by rats.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20440.71As he took the cup from my hand, Adele, thinking the moment propitious for making a request in my favour, cried out - "N'est-ce pas, monsieur, qu'il y a un cadeau pour Mademoiselle Eyre dans votre petit coffre?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68710.70'Ich wage die Gedanken in der Schale meines Zornes und die Werke mit dem Gewichte meines Grimms.'
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32650.63"Gardez-vous en bien!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28100.63"Qu' avez-vous, mademoiselle?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17330.63"Yes, and she just used to say it in this way: 'Qu' avez vous donc?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24770.61And spreading out her dress, she chasseed across the room till, having reached Mr. Rochester, she wheeled lightly round before him on tip-toe, then dropped on one knee at his feet, exclaiming - "Monsieur, je vous remercie mille fois de votre bonte;" then rising, she added, "C'est comme cela que maman faisait, n'est-ce pas, monsieur?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24760.60Tenez, je crois que je vais danser!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53400.58The ring, Adele, is in my breeches-pocket, under the disguise of a sovereign: but I mean soon to change it to a ring again."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39040.56I dressed, then, to be ready for emergencies.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24780.56"Pre-cise-ly!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18370.54adding, "J'ai bien faim, moi!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92240.52The caged eagle, whose gold-ringed eyes cruelty has extinguished, might look as looked that sightless Samson.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66580.52Recalled by the rumbling of wheels to the road before me, I saw a heavily-laden waggon labouring up the hill, and not far beyond were two cows and their drover.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17290.52Assuming an attitude, she began, "La Ligue des Rats: fable de La Fontaine."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53440.52Whereupon I told her not to mind his badinage; and she, on her part, evinced a fund of genuine French scepticism: denominating Mr. Rochester "un vrai menteur," and assuring him that she made no account whatever of his "contes de fee," and that "du reste, il n'y avait pas de fees, et quand meme il y en avait:" she was sure they would never appear to him, nor ever give him rings, or offer to live with him in the moon.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29990.48"Elles changent de toilettes," said Adele; who, listening attentively, had followed every movement; and she sighed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24730.48"Est-ce que ma robe va bien?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24650.47'Il faut que je l'essaie!'
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16920.47"C'est le ma gouverante!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57080.46"Am I about to do it?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31980.46"Tant pis!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31760.46"Nor am I."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48650.45"Ex-act-ly -- pre-cise-ly: with your usual acuteness, you have hit the nail straight on the head."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18360.44Adele came running to meet us in the hall, exclaiming - "Mesdames, vous etes servies!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54020.42"I want a smoke, Jane, or a pinch of snuff, to comfort me under all this, 'pour me donner une contenance,' as Adele would say; and unfortunately I have neither my cigar-case, nor my snuff-box.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30700.40Seulement pour completer ma toilette."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32370.40"Then, signior, I lay on you my sovereign behest to furbish up your lungs and other vocal organs, as they will be wanted on my royal service."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30710.37"You think too much of your 'toilette,' Adele: but you may have a flower."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53100.36"Yes," he replied, "absolutely sans mademoiselle; for I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12260.36I learned the first two tenses of the verb ETRE, and sketched my first cottage (whose walls, by-the-bye, outrivalled in slope those of the leaning tower of Pisa), on the same day.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25550.35Opening the window, I walked in upon them; liberated Celine from my protection; gave her notice to vacate her hotel; offered her a purse for immediate exigencies; disregarded screams, hysterics, prayers, protestations, convulsions; made an appointment with the vicomte for a meeting at the Bois de Boulogne.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56130.31Did you find poison, or a dagger, that you look so mournful now?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29460.29She would have Sophie to look over all her "toilettes," as she called frocks; to furbish up any that were "passees," and to air and arrange the new.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66710.27I could hardly tell how men and women in extremities of destitution proceeded.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24790.26was the answer; "and, 'comme cela,' she charmed my English gold out of my British breeches' pocket.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94660.24The water stood in my eyes to hear this avowal of his dependence; just as if a royal eagle, chained to a perch, should be forced to entreat a sparrow to become its purveyor.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46710.85As I laid her down -- for I raised her and supported her on my arm while she drank -- I covered her ice-cold and clammy hand with mine: the feeble fingers shrank from my touch -- the glazing eyes shunned my gaze.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64600.83They have a worth -- so I have always believed; and if I cannot believe it now, it is because I am insane -- quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart beating faster than I can count its throbs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50740.80I gladly advanced; and it was not merely a cold word now, or even a shake of the hand that I received, but an embrace and a kiss.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13500.76And I clasped my arms closer round Helen; she seemed dearer to me than ever; I felt as if I could not let her go; I lay with my face hidden on her neck.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97430.74He put me off his knee, rose, and reverently lifting his hat from his brow, and bending his sightless eyes to the earth, he stood in mute devotion.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96300.74As he turned aside his face a minute, I saw a tear slide from under the sealed eyelid, and trickle down the manly cheek.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13170.74I got on to her crib and kissed her: her forehead was cold, and her cheek both cold and thin, and so were her hand and wrist; but she smiled as of old.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92960.70I CANNOT see, but I must feel, or my heart will stop and my brain burst.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9260.70If she struck me with that rod, I should get it from her hand; I should break it under her nose."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87060.70The avalanche had shaken and slid a little forward, but it did not yet crash down.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86530.70What a cold, loose touch, he impressed on my fingers!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52120.70I turned my lips to the hand that lay on my shoulder.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16610.70I went up to her, and was received with an affable kiss and shake of the hand.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_93150.69"You touch me, sir, -- you hold me, and fast enough: I am not cold like a corpse, nor vacant like air, am I?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39730.69I must dip my hand again and again in the basin of blood and water, and wipe away the trickling gore.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_93020.68The muscular hand broke from my custody; my arm was seized, my shoulder -- neck -- waist -- I was entwined and gathered to him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11510.68Resting my head on Helen's shoulder, I put my arms round her waist; she drew me to her, and we reposed in silence.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65090.68Up the blood rushed to his face; forth flashed the fire from his eyes; erect he sprang; he held his arms out; but I evaded the embrace, and at once quitted the room.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1480.67My head still ached and bled with the blow and fall I had received: no one had reproved John for wantonly striking me; and because I had turned against him to avert farther irrational violence, I was loaded with general opprobrium.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85410.66I looked towards the knoll: there he lay, still as a prostrate column; his face turned to me: his eye beaming watchful and keen.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56680.66I had risen up in bed, I bent forward: first surprise, then bewilderment, came over me; and then my blood crept cold through my veins.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84650.65"My heart is mute, -- my heart is mute," I answered, struck and thrilled.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63990.65I was experiencing an ordeal: a hand of fiery iron grasped my vitals.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61720.65Out of pity to me and yourself, put your finger on my pulse, feel how it throbs, and -- beware!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_38450.65My pulse stopped: my heart stood still; my stretched arm was paralysed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33400.65She approached the basin, and bent over it as if to fill her pitcher; she again lifted it to her head.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23360.65He bent his head a little towards me, and with a single hasty glance seemed to dive into my eyes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19440.65In two minutes he rose from the stile: his face expressed pain when he tried to move.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83260.65They both threw their arms round his neck at once.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80950.65"Whereas I am hot, and fire dissolves ice.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76130.65He lifted his gaze, too, from the daisies, and turned it on her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65840.65I stood up and lifted my hand; it stopped.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_60070.65My head swam as I stood erect.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44930.65said she; "don't annoy me with holding the clothes fast.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1530.65How all my brain was in tumult, and all my heart in insurrection!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13280.65I did so: she put her arm over me, and I nestled close to her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9980.65Our clothing was insufficient to protect us from the severe cold: we had no boots, the snow got into our shoes and melted there: our ungloved hands became numbed and covered with chilblains, as were our feet: I remember well the distracting irritation I endured from this cause every evening, when my feet inflamed; and the torture of thrusting the swelled, raw, and stiff toes into my shoes in the morning.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71650.63She put her floury and horny hand into mine; another and heartier smile illumined her rough face, and from that moment we were friends.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5470.63Mrs. Reed's hands still lay on her work inactive: her eye of ice continued to dwell freezingly on mine.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26510.63He took it from my hand, held it up, and surveyed the bed, all blackened and scorched, the sheets drenched, the carpet round swimming in water.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90320.63How he suddenly and vehemently clasps in both arms the form he dared not, a moment since, touch with his finger!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46120.63I renewed the fuel, re-arranged the bedclothes, gazed awhile on her who could not now gaze on me, and then I moved away to the window.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39520.63He took the sponge, dipped it in, and moistened the corpse-like face; he asked for my smelling-bottle, and applied it to the nostrils.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29350.62And while she broke the seal and perused the document, I went on taking my coffee (we were at breakfast): it was hot, and I attributed to that circumstance a fiery glow which suddenly rose to my face.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76160.61As he stood, mute and grave, she again fell to caressing Carlo.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_49450.61Gathering me to his breast, pressing his lips on my lips: "so, Jane!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47900.61An impulse held me fast -- a force turned me round.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41410.61He laughed sardonically, hastily took my hand, and as hastily threw it from him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57780.60I would fain have spoken to her, but my hand was held by a grasp of iron: I was hurried along by a stride I could hardly follow; and to look at Mr. Rochester's face was to feel that not a second of delay would be tolerated for any purpose.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57490.59I remember Adele clung to me as I left her: I remember I kissed her as I loosened her little hands from my neck; and I cried over her with strange emotion, and quitted her because I feared my sobs would break her still sound repose.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75250.77I shall never more know the sweet homage given to beauty, youth, and grace -- for never to any one else shall I seem to possess these charms.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81510.70Twenty thousand pounds shared equally would be five thousand each, justice -- enough and to spare: justice would be done, -- mutual happiness secured.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84780.68You shall be mine: I claim you -- not for my pleasure, but for my Sovereign's service."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73230.68These details were just to me what they were to them -- so many pure and sweet sources of pleasure.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78920.68So much has religion done for me; turning the original materials to the best account; pruning and training nature.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19180.65I had a theoretical reverence and homage for beauty, elegance, gallantry, fascination; but had I met those qualities incarnate in masculine shape, I should have known instinctively that they neither had nor could have sympathy with anything in me, and should have shunned them as one would fire, lightning, or anything else that is bright but antipathetic.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10950.65"You see she is yet young; you observe she possesses the ordinary form of childhood; God has graciously given her the shape that He has given to all of us; no signal deformity points her out as a marked character.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81750.65It would please and benefit me to have five thousand pounds; it would torment and oppress me to have twenty thousand; which, moreover, could never be mine in justice, though it might in law.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73350.64Our natures dovetailed: mutual affection -- of the strongest kind -- was the result.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96120.63He sees nothing attractive in me; not even youth -- only a few useful mental points.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87570.63The interest you cherish is lawless and unconsecrated.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78110.63Moreover, she is a sweet girl -- rather thoughtless; but you would have sufficient thought for both yourself and her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_27090.63and you walk past me as if we were mutual strangers!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78890.61Won in youth to religion, she has cultivated my original qualities thus:- From the minute germ, natural affection, she has developed the overshadowing tree, philanthropy.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24000.60Besides, since happiness is irrevocably denied me, I have a right to get pleasure out of life: and I WILL get it, cost what it may."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73470.57Zealous in his ministerial labours, blameless in his life and habits, he yet did not appear to enjoy that mental serenity, that inward content, which should be the reward of every sincere Christian and practical philanthropist.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80570.57Here was a new stunner -- I had been calculating on four or five thousand.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80560.57"Twenty thousand pounds?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13810.57But destiny, in the shape of the Rev.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85830.57How much of him was saint, how much mortal, I could not heretofore tell: but revelations were being made in this conference: the analysis of his nature was proceeding before my eyes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47840.56"It would be past the power of magic, sir;" and, in thought, I added, "A loving eye is all the charm needed: to such you are handsome enough; or rather your sternness has a power beyond beauty."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62250.55I was rich enough now -- yet poor to hideous indigence: a nature the most gross, impure, depraved I ever saw, was associated with mine, and called by the law and by society a part of me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82660.55I am disposed to be as content as a queen, and you try to stir me up to restlessness!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81560.55Diana said they would both consider themselves rich with a thousand pounds, so with five thousand they will do very well."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78690.55You give me a larger allowance of sympathy than I have a just claim to.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56270.55Forget visionary woe, and think only of real happiness!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42100.55And signs, for aught we know, may be but the sympathies of Nature with man.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84760.54It is not personal, but mental endowments they have given you: you are formed for labour, not for love.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72660.53This benefit conferred gives you an unlimited claim on my gratitude, and a claim, to a certain extent, on my confidence.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41690.53Heart-weary and soul-withered, you come home after years of voluntary banishment: you make a new acquaintance -- how or where no matter: you find in this stranger much of the good and bright qualities which you have sought for twenty years, and never before encountered; and they are all fresh, healthy, without soil and without taint.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75110.49I must not forget that these coarsely-clad little peasants are of flesh and blood as good as the scions of gentlest genealogy; and that the germs of native excellence, refinement, intelligence, kind feeling, are as likely to exist in their hearts as in those of the best-born.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18870.49In those days I was young, and all sorts of fancies bright and dark tenanted my mind: the memories of nursery stories were there amongst other rubbish; and when they recurred, maturing youth added to them a vigour and vividness beyond what childhood could give.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31480.49What was the gallant grace of the Lynns, the languid elegance of Lord Ingram, -- even the military distinction of Colonel Dent, contrasted with his look of native pith and genuine power?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82250.49I had long felt with pleasure that many of my rustic scholars liked me, and when we parted, that consciousness was confirmed: they manifested their affection plainly and strongly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58820.48I had a charming partner -- pure, wise, modest: you can fancy I was a happy man.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65860.48I asked for what sum he would take me there; he said thirty shillings; I answered I had but twenty; well, he would try to make it do.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_38040.48Every one seemed in high glee; laughter and conversation were general and animated.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23210.48Young lady, I am disposed to be gregarious and communicative to-night."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81330.48-- a mine of pure, genial affections.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80550.48Nothing of course to speak of -- twenty thousand pounds, I think they say -- but what is that?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37190.48I think I rave in a kind of exquisite delirium.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31950.48I have suffered a martyrdom from their incompetency and caprice.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84930.47"But my powers -- where are they for this undertaking?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78680.47You think them more profound and potent than they are.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75050.47I had twenty scholars.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50180.47I have no kindred to interfere."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47340.47But what is so headstrong as youth?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46390.47"Well, I have twice done you a wrong which I regret now.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31060.47It was not, however, so saturnine a pride!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20330.47A reception of finished politeness would probably have confused me: I could not have returned or repaid it by answering grace and elegance on my part; but harsh caprice laid me under no obligation; on the contrary, a decent quiescence, under the freak of manner, gave me the advantage.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74920.79My father always cherished the idea that he would atone for his error by leaving his possessions to us; that letter informs us that he has bequeathed every penny to the other relation, with the exception of thirty guineas, to be divided between St. John, Diana, and Mary Rivers, for the purchase of three mourning rings.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62170.78My father and my brother Rowland knew all this; but they thought only of the thirty thousand pounds, and joined in the plot against me."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45110.75John does not at all resemble his father, and I am glad of it: John is like me and like my brothers -- he is quite a Gibson.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71360.73"Aye; old Mr. Rivers lived here, and his father, and grandfather, and gurt (great) grandfather afore him."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98140.72As to St. John Rivers, he left England: he went to India.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74880.72It was by his advice that my father risked most of his property in the speculation that ruined him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1120.72"I've told Missis often my opinion about the child, and Missis agreed with me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82210.71The instruments of transfer were drawn out: St. John, Diana, Mary, and I, each became possessed of a competency.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81030.69-- that I was christened St. John Eyre Rivers?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42860.69"Mr. Reed was my uncle -- my mother's brother."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85240.68If I join St. John, I abandon half myself: if I go to India, I go to premature death.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80340.68"Merely to tell you that your uncle, Mr. Eyre of Madeira, is dead; that he has left you all his property, and that you are now rich -- merely that -- nothing more."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69020.67that's t' last o' t' old stock -- for ye and Mr. St. John is like of different soart to them 'at's gone; for all your mother wor mich i' your way, and a'most as book-learned.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98210.64St. John is unmarried: he never will marry now.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95960.64Jane, leave me: go and marry Rivers."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81690.64What I want is, that you should write to your sisters and tell them of the fortune that has accrued to them."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81220.64"My uncle John was your uncle John?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81180.64I resumed - "Your mother was my father's sister?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73080.64"Right," said Mr. St. John, quite coolly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71380.64"Aye; St. John is like his kirstened name."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14940.64but Bobby preferred sidling over to his mother.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15010.63It was Miss Reed that found them out: I believe she was envious; and now she and her sister lead a cat and dog life together; they are always quarrelling -- " "Well, and what of John Reed?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98100.60Diana and Mary Rivers are both married: alternately, once every year, they come to see us, and we go to see them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95910.60"No, Jane, you are not comfortable there, because your heart is not with me: it is with this cousin -- this St. John.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_93350.60"My uncle in Madeira is dead, and he left me five thousand pounds."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73140.60I could join with Diana and Mary in all their occupations; converse with them as much as they wished, and aid them when and where they would allow me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72570.60"Which, if you like, you have, in my opinion, a right to keep, both from St. John and every other questioner," remarked Diana.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69030.60She wor the pictur' o' ye, Mary: Diana is more like your father."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52460.60He is a proud man: all the Rochesters were proud: and his father, at least, liked money.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81820.58Besides, the entire fortune is your right: my uncle gained it by his own efforts; he was free to leave it to whom he would: he left it to you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71610.58"No more I ought," said she: "Mr. St. John tells me so too; and I see I wor wrang -- but I've clear a different notion on you now to what I had.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96040.57"You know -- this St. John Rivers."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94880.57"This St. John, then, is your cousin?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87040.57St. John, I will not marry you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84640.57demanded St. John.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80900.57"I would rather Diana or Mary informed you."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74610.57"Our uncle John is dead," said he.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35830.57"I do; especially when I've customers like you to deal with.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20960.57"Where do your brothers and sisters live?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83930.55When Diana and Mary returned, the former found her scholar transferred from her to her brother: she laughed, and both she and Mary agreed that St. John should never have persuaded them to such a step.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88400.55Henceforward, I knew what fate St. John feared for me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75830.55What did St. John Rivers think of this earthly angel?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71390.55"And his sisters are called Diana and Mary Rivers?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3280.55"For one thing, I have no father or mother, brothers or sisters."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32100.55Mary was always too sleepy to join in a plot with spirit.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85450.54"You have hitherto been my adopted brother -- I, your adopted sister: let us continue as such: you and I had better not marry."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72960.54But when St. John had mused a few moments he recommenced as imperturbably and with as much acumen as ever.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81980.53"But, Jane, your aspirations after family ties and domestic happiness may be realised otherwise than by the means you contemplate: you may marry."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73630.53Mr. St. John had said nothing to me yet about the employment he had promised to obtain for me; yet it became urgent that I should have a vocation of some kind.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42960.52"John Reed is dead, too, sir: he ruined himself and half-ruined his family, and is supposed to have committed suicide.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9300.80"Yet it would be your duty to bear it, if you could not avoid it: it is weak and silly to say you CANNOT BEAR what it is your fate to be required to bear."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24210.80"Not at all -- it bears the most gracious message in the world: for the rest, you are not my conscience-keeper, so don't make yourself uneasy.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94280.80"Yet I have been with good people; far better than you: a hundred times better people; possessed of ideas and views you never entertained in your life: quite more refined and exalted."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66170.79Nature seemed to me benign and good; I thought she loved me, outcast as I was; and I, who from man could anticipate only mistrust, rejection, insult, clung to her with filial fondness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75300.73God directed me to a correct choice: I thank His providence for the guidance!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71600.73Some of the best people that ever lived have been as destitute as I am; and if you are a Christian, you ought not to consider poverty a crime."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_60860.73Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83030.71Literally, he lived only to aspire -- after what was good and great, certainly; but still he would never rest, nor approve of others resting round him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75190.71But let me not hate and despise myself too much for these feelings; I know them to be wrong -- that is a great step gained; I shall strive to overcome them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96640.70"Mr. Rochester, if ever I did a good deed in my life -- if ever I thought a good thought -- if ever I prayed a sincere and blameless prayer -- if ever I wished a righteous wish, -- I am rewarded now.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74540.70You would think him gentle, yet in some things he is inexorable as death; and the worst of it is, my conscience will hardly permit me to dissuade him from his severe decision: certainly, I cannot for a moment blame him for it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95000.70Great and exalted deeds are what he lives to perform."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61650.70Never fear that I wish to lure you into error -- to make you my mistress.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61640.70There you shall live a happy, and guarded, and most innocent life.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13420.70"You are sure, then, Helen, that there is such a place as heaven, and that our souls can get to it when we die?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84890.69It is the Rock of Ages I ask you to lean on: do not doubt but it will bear the weight of your human weakness."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88250.68"He is a good and a great man; but he forgets, pitilessly, the feelings and claims of little people, in pursuing his own large views.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22240.68"Partly because it is his nature -- and we can none of us help our nature; and partly because he has painful thoughts, no doubt, to harass him, and make his spirits unequal."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97730.66He has maintained a regular, though not frequent, correspondence ever since: he hopes I am happy, and trusts I am not of those who live without God in the world, and only mind earthly things.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29300.66He is not of your order: keep to your caste, and be too self-respecting to lavish the love of the whole heart, soul, and strength, where such a gift is not wanted and would be despised."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78720.65I know it is ignoble: a mere fever of the flesh: not, I declare, the convulsion of the soul.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46720.65"Love me, then, or hate me, as you will," I said at last, "you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44760.65I had once vowed that I would never call her aunt again: I thought it no sin to forget and break that vow now.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23990.65Reformation may be its cure; and I could reform -- I have strength yet for that -- if -- but where is the use of thinking of it, hampered, burdened, cursed as I am?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1180.65They will have a great deal of money, and you will have none: it is your place to be humble, and to try to make yourself agreeable to them."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97060.65I began sometimes to pray: very brief prayers they were, but very sincere.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97020.65HIS chastisements are mighty; and one smote me which has humbled me for ever.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77550.65Powerful angels, safe in heaven!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74550.65It is right, noble, Christian: yet it breaks my heart!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1630.65All said I was wicked, and perhaps I might be so; what thought had I been but just conceiving of starving myself to death?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75680.64My father, indeed, imposed the determination, but since his death, I have not a legitimate obstacle to contend with; some affairs settled, a successor for Morton provided, an entanglement or two of the feelings broken through or cut asunder -- a last conflict with human weakness, in which I know I shall overcome, because I have vowed that I WILL overcome -- and I leave Europe for the East."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66350.63Sure was I of His efficiency to save what He had made: convinced I grew that neither earth should perish, nor one of the souls it treasured.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_93590.61The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88680.61My refusals were forgotten -- my fears overcome -- my wrestlings paralysed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88570.61God give you strength to choose that better part which shall not be taken from you!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88560.61Remember the fate of Dives, who had his good things in this life.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87960.61"Deeply: he will never forgive me, I fear: yet I offered to accompany him as his sister."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80160.61Oh, my poor master -- once almost my husband -- whom I had often called "my dear Edward!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65070.61"Little Jane's love would have been my best reward," he answered; "without it, my heart is broken.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51830.61"There, you are less than civil now; and I like rudeness a great deal better than flattery.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46560.61I could not forget your conduct to me, Jane -- the fury with which you once turned on me; the tone in which you declared you abhorred me the worst of anybody in the world; the unchildlike look and voice with which you affirmed that the very thought of me made you sick, and asserted that I had treated you with miserable cruelty.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78810.61I watch your career with interest, because I consider you a specimen of a diligent, orderly, energetic woman: not because I deeply compassionate what you have gone through, or what you still suffer."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5250.61"Madam, you may: she shall be placed in that nursery of chosen plants, and I trust she will show herself grateful for the inestimable privilege of her election."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56010.60"All day yesterday I was very busy, and very happy in my ceaseless bustle; for I am not, as you seem to think, troubled by any haunting fears about the new sphere, et cetera: I think it a glorious thing to have the hope of living with you, because I love you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_27980.60It was strange: a bold, vindictive, and haughty gentleman seemed somehow in the power of one of the meanest of his dependants; so much in her power, that even when she lifted her hand against his life, he dared not openly charge her with the attempt, much less punish her for it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9640.59If people were always kind and obedient to those who are cruel and unjust, the wicked people would have it all their own way: they would never feel afraid, and so they would never alter, but would grow worse and worse.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88600.59All men of talent, whether they be men of feeling or not; whether they be zealots, or aspirants, or despots -- provided only they be sincere -- have their sublime moments, when they subdue and rule.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88340.59No doubt he had invoked the help of the Holy Spirit to subdue the anger I had roused in him, and now believed he had forgiven me once more.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52720.59I knew such an idea would shock, perhaps offend you; and you were so discreet, and so thoroughly modest and sensible, I hoped you might be trusted to protect yourself.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4800.59I buried a little child of five years old only a day or two since, -- a good little child, whose soul is now in heaven.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22630.68"And mind," he continued, "don't bother me with any details of the anatomical process, or any notice of the condition of the entrails: let your operation be conducted in silence: tiens-toi tranquille, enfant; comprends-tu?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1620.67My habitual mood of humiliation, self-doubt, forlorn depression, fell damp on the embers of my decaying ire.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51210.63"You shall sojourn at Paris, Rome, and Naples: at Florence, Venice, and Vienna: all the ground I have wandered over shall be re-trodden by you: wherever I stamped my hoof, your sylph's foot shall step also.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98290.60and hourly I more eagerly respond, -- 'Amen; even so come, Lord Jesus!'"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74930.60He had a right, of course, to do as he pleased: and yet a momentary damp is cast on the spirits by the receipt of such news.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85090.60My work, which had appeared so vague, so hopelessly diffuse, condensed itself as he proceeded, and assumed a definite form under his shaping hand.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_690.58I had read Goldsmith's History of Rome, and had formed my opinion of Nero, Caligula, &c. Also I had drawn parallels in silence, which I never thought thus to have declared aloud.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35230.56A comparative silence ensued.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19430.56and again my raiment underwent scrutiny.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24910.54"And, Miss Eyre, so much was I flattered by this preference of the Gallic sylph for her British gnome, that I installed her in an hotel; gave her a complete establishment of servants, a carriage, cashmeres, diamonds, dentelles, &c. In short, I began the process of ruining myself in the received style, like any other spoony.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86140.54How can we be for ever together -- sometimes in solitudes, sometimes amidst savage tribes -- and unwed?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73560.54This grew to force -- compressed, condensed, controlled.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_60990.53"You spoke of a retirement, sir; and retirement and solitude are dull: too dull for you."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40720.53I got this cordial at Rome, of an Italian charlatan -- a fellow you would have kicked, Carter.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16320.53A very chill and vault-like air pervaded the stairs and gallery, suggesting cheerless ideas of space and solitude; and I was glad, when finally ushered into my chamber, to find it of small dimensions, and furnished in ordinary, modern style.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76640.52Wholly untaught, with faculties quite torpid, they seemed to me hopelessly dull; and, at first sight, all dull alike: but I soon found I was mistaken.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62990.49For ten long years I roved about, living first in one capital, then another: sometimes in St. Petersburg; oftener in Paris; occasionally in Rome, Naples, and Florence.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23730.48But I don't mean to flatter you: if you are cast in a different mould to the majority, it is no merit of yours: Nature did it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1540.48Yet in what darkness, what dense ignorance, was the mental battle fought!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87140.47Your words are such as ought not to be used: violent, unfeminine, and untrue.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17370.47"No, that will do: but after your mama went to the Holy Virgin, as you say, with whom did you live then?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14010.47Miss Gryce snored at last; she was a heavy Welshwoman, and till now her habitual nasal strains had never been regarded by me in any other light than as a nuisance; to-night I hailed the first deep notes with satisfaction; I was debarrassed of interruption; my half-effaced thought instantly revived.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87080.46he asked.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86790.46You know that."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82930.46This silence damped me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75990.46"Have I furnished it nicely?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3810.46"So could I -- with a roast onion.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32590.46"I am all obedience," was the response.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24390.46"Sententious sage!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20080.45In the clear embers I was tracing a view, not unlike a picture I remembered to have seen of the castle of Heidelberg, on the Rhine, when Mrs. Fairfax came in, breaking up by her entrance the fiery mosaic I had been piercing together, and scattering too some heavy unwelcome thoughts that were beginning to throng on my solitude.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30240.44Besides, she added, a message might possibly come from Mr. Rochester when she was undressed; "et alors quel dommage!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23200.43"You looked very much puzzled, Miss Eyre; and though you are not pretty any more than I am handsome, yet a puzzled air becomes you; besides, it is convenient, for it keeps those searching eyes of yours away from my physiognomy, and busies them with the worsted flowers of the rug; so puzzle on.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97540.43Mary did look up, and she did stare at me: the ladle with which she was basting a pair of chickens roasting at the fire, did for some three minutes hang suspended in air; and for the same space of time John's knives also had rest from the polishing process: but Mary, bending again over the roast, said only - "Have you, Miss?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5210.43Consistency, my dear Mr. Brocklehurst; I advocate consistency in all things."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65550.41No reflection was to be allowed now: not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52920.40The chill of Mrs. Fairfax's warnings, and the damp of her doubts were upon me: something of unsubstantiality and uncertainty had beset my hopes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7570.39Discipline prevailed: in five minutes the confused throng was resolved into order, and comparative silence quelled the Babel clamour of tongues.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58060.38Profound silence fell when he had uttered that word, with deep but low intonation.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_38550.38it cried; and then, while the staggering and stamping went on wildly, I distinguished through plank and plaster:- "Rochester!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13010.38A light shone through the keyhole and from under the door; a profound stillness pervaded the vicinity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33390.38Both her cast of form and feature, her complexion and her general air, suggested the idea of some Israelitish princess of the patriarchal days; and such was doubtless the character she intended to represent.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79470.37he responded shortly and somewhat testily.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53810.37-- of the diamonds, the cashmeres you gave her?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47880.37All I had now to do was to obey him in silence: no need for me to colloquise further.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87320.37"I before proved to you the absurdity of a single woman of your age proposing to accompany abroad a single man of mine.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37040.36It turns from me; it will not suffer further scrutiny; it seems to deny, by a mocking glance, the truth of the discoveries I have already made, -- to disown the charge both of sensibility and chagrin: its pride and reserve only confirm me in my opinion.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77710.36"Very well," I responded, mentally, "stand if you like; but you shall not go just yet, I am determined: solitude is at least as bad for you as it is for me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37530.36If, on reflection, I find I have fallen into no great absurdity, I shall try to forgive you; but it was not right."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92920.35"No delusion -- no madness: your mind, sir, is too strong for delusion, your health too sound for frenzy."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14430.33Even when we finally retired for the night, the inevitable Miss Gryce was still my companion: we had only a short end of candle in our candlestick, and I dreaded lest she should talk till it was all burnt out; fortunately, however, the heavy supper she had eaten produced a soporific effect: she was already snoring before I had finished undressing.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23150.69When I was as old as you, I was a feeling fellow enough, partial to the unfledged, unfostered, and unlucky; but Fortune has knocked me about since: she has even kneaded me with her knuckles, and now I flatter myself I am hard and tough as an India-rubber ball; pervious, though, through a chink or two still, and with one sentient point in the middle of the lump.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84400.69I know no medium: I never in my life have known any medium in my dealings with positive, hard characters, antagonistic to my own, between absolute submission and determined revolt.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24950.69No, -- I exaggerate; I never thought there was any consecrating virtue about her: it was rather a sort of pastille perfume she had left; a scent of musk and amber, than an odour of sanctity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78860.60I am not a pagan, but a Christian philosopher -- a follower of the sect of Jesus.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47130.56Neither of these returnings was very pleasant or desirable: no magnet drew me to a given point, increasing in its strength of attraction the nearer I came.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85310.56Yes, I can work as hard as he can, and with as little grudging.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33360.55His dark eyes and swarthy skin and Paynim features suited the costume exactly: he looked the very model of an Eastern emir, an agent or a victim of the bowstring.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84670.54"Jane, come with me to India: come as my helpmeet and fellow-labourer."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66660.54The wish to have some strength and some vigour returned to me as soon as I was amongst my fellow-beings.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84820.53"Humility, Jane," said he, "is the groundwork of Christian virtues: you say right that you are not fit for the work.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73880.53His, under such circumstances, is the destiny of the pioneer; and the first pioneers of the Gospel were the Apostles -- their captain was Jesus, the Redeemer, Himself."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24920.52I had not, it seems, the originality to chalk out a new road to shame and destruction, but trode the old track with stupid exactness not to deviate an inch from the beaten centre.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48760.49I consider that when a dependent does her duty as well as you have done yours, she has a sort of claim upon her employer for any little assistance he can conveniently render her; indeed I have already, through my future mother-in-law, heard of a place that I think will suit: it is to undertake the education of the five daughters of Mrs. Dionysius O'Gall of Bitternutt Lodge, Connaught, Ireland.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44620.49There was the great four-post bed with amber hangings as of old; there the toilet-table, the armchair, and the footstool, at which I had a hundred times been sentenced to kneel, to ask pardon for offences by me uncommitted.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34480.49I think (with deference be it spoken) the contrast could not be much greater between a sleek gander and a fierce falcon: between a meek sheep and the rough-coated keen-eyed dog, its guardian.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85060.48As a conductress of Indian schools, and a helper amongst Indian women, your assistance will be to me invaluable."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65680.48I could go back and be his comforter -- his pride; his redeemer from misery, perhaps from ruin.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48870.48"It is, to be sure; and when you get to Bitternutt Lodge, Connaught, Ireland, I shall never see you again, Jane: that's morally certain.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23180.48"Of my final re-transformation from India-rubber back to flesh?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32410.47"It is my opinion the fiddler David must have been an insipid sort of fellow; I like black Bothwell better: to my mind a man is nothing without a spice of the devil in him; and history may say what it will of James Hepburn, but I have a notion, he was just the sort of wild, fierce, bandit hero whom I could have consented to gift with my hand."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78840.47There is this difference between me and deistic philosophers: I believe; and I believe the Gospel.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78820.47"You would describe yourself as a mere pagan philosopher," I said.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5450.47What strength had I to dart retaliation at my antagonist?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64800.46As he said this, he released me from his clutch, and only looked at me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54400.46What did he mean by such a pagan idea?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33620.46"You would like a hero of the road then?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32430.46Now which of you most resembles Bothwell?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16630.46she asked.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86020.46As his curate, his comrade, all would be right: I would cross oceans with him in that capacity; toil under Eastern suns, in Asian deserts with him in that office; admire and emulate his courage and devotion and vigour; accommodate quietly to his masterhood; smile undisturbed at his ineradicable ambition; discriminate the Christian from the man: profoundly esteem the one, and freely forgive the other.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86190.46I have a woman's heart, but not where you are concerned; for you I have only a comrade's constancy; a fellow-soldier's frankness, fidelity, fraternity, if you like; a neophyte's respect and submission to his hierophant: nothing more -- don't fear."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73870.46I hold that the more arid and unreclaimed the soil where the Christian labourer's task of tillage is appointed him -- the scantier the meed his toil brings -- the higher the honour.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83070.44I saw he was of the material from which nature hews her heroes -- Christian and Pagan -- her lawgivers, her statesmen, her conquerors: a steadfast bulwark for great interests to rest upon; but, at the fireside, too often a cold cumbrous column, gloomy and out of place.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35480.44A negotiation was opened through the medium of the ambassador, Sam; and after much pacing to and fro, till, I think, the said Sam's calves must have ached with the exercise, permission was at last, with great difficulty, extorted from the rigorous Sibyl, for the three to wait upon her in a body.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33630.44"An English hero of the road would be the next best thing to an Italian bandit; and that could only be surpassed by a Levantine pirate."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94980.43A person whose goodness consists rather in his guiltlessness of vice, than in his prowess in virtue."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89780.43Once more on the road to Thornfield, I felt like the messenger-pigeon flying home.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53750.43While you looked so, I should be certain that whatever charter you might grant under coercion, your first act, when released, would be to violate its conditions."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45100.43I would as soon have been charged with a pauper brat out of a workhouse: but he was weak, naturally weak.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79100.41I exclaimed, using an expression of the district, "that caps the globe, however!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11920.41How fragrant was the steam of the beverage, and the scent of the toast!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87860.40"Far from that, Diana; his sole idea in proposing to me is to procure a fitting fellow-labourer in his Indian toils."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54480.40I assured him I was naturally hard -- very flinty, and that he would often find me so; and that, moreover, I was determined to show him divers rugged points in my character before the ensuing four weeks elapsed: he should know fully what sort of a bargain he had made, while there was yet time to rescind it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75620.40I burnt for the more active life of the world -- for the more exciting toils of a literary career -- for the destiny of an artist, author, orator; anything rather than that of a priest: yes, the heart of a politician, of a soldier, of a votary of glory, a lover of renown, a luster after power, beat under my curate's surplice.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2670.39Sometimes, preoccupied with her work, she sang the refrain very low, very lingeringly; "A long time ago" came out like the saddest cadence of a funeral hymn.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11120.38It was as if a martyr, a hero, had passed a slave or victim, and imparted strength in the transit.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75650.38God had an errand for me; to bear which afar, to deliver it well, skill and strength, courage and eloquence, the best qualifications of soldier, statesman, and orator, were all needed: for these all centre in the good missionary.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85470.37"Adopted fraternity will not do in this case.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81950.37Famous equality and fraternisation!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53980.37"You will give up your governessing slavery at once."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7460.36Thanks being returned for what we had not got, and a second hymn chanted, the refectory was evacuated for the schoolroom.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18090.86I lingered in the long passage to which this led, separating the front and back rooms of the third storey: narrow, low, and dim, with only one little window at the far end, and looking, with its two rows of small black doors all shut, like a corridor in some Bluebeard's castle.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39240.84He glided up the gallery and up the stairs, and stopped in the dark, low corridor of the fateful third storey: I had followed and stood at his side.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30260.82The hall lamp was now lit, and it amused her to look over the balustrade and watch the servants passing backwards and forwards.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21410.80-- Go, then, into the library; take a candle with you; leave the door open; sit down to the piano, and play a tune."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26170.80Ere long, steps retreated up the gallery towards the third-storey staircase: a door had lately been made to shut in that staircase; I heard it open and close, and all was still.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92100.79The house presented two pointed gables in its front; the windows were latticed and narrow: the front door was narrow too, one step led up to it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90390.78No need to listen for doors opening -- to fancy steps on the pavement or the gravel-walk!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68900.77The woman rose: she opened a door, through which I dimly saw a passage: soon I heard her stir a fire in an inner room; she presently came back.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_38610.77The sleepers were all aroused: ejaculations, terrified murmurs sounded in every room; door after door unclosed; one looked out and another looked out; the gallery filled.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59660.76I heard him go as I stood at the half-open door of my own room, to which I had now withdrawn.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16300.76First she went to see if the hall-door was fastened; having taken the key from the lock, she led the way upstairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14760.75I was passing the back-parlour or teachers' sitting-room, the door of which was half open, to go to the kitchen, when some one ran out - "It's her, I am sure!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4260.74I watched it ascending the drive with indifference; carriages often came to Gateshead, but none ever brought visitors in whom I was interested; it stopped in front of the house, the door-bell rang loudly, the new-comer was admitted.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92410.73He groped his way back to the house, and, re-entering it, closed the door.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69610.73With a loud long knock, the new-comer appealed to the door.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5430.73I got up, I went to the door; I came back again; I walked to the window, across the room, then close up to her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14850.73that was all I said; whereat she half laughed, half cried, and we both went into the parlour.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12800.73After she had seen him mount his horse and depart, she was about to close the door, but I ran up to her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25430.71Celine's chamber-maid entered, lit a lamp, left it on the table, and withdrew.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18030.71I followed still, up a very narrow staircase to the attics, and thence by a ladder and through a trap-door to the roof of the hall.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6940.69Rain, wind, and darkness filled the air; nevertheless, I dimly discerned a wall before me and a door open in it; through this door I passed with my new guide: she shut and locked it behind her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67370.69I reached the house, and knocked at the kitchen-door.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6660.69cried I, as we passed through the hall and went out at the front door.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65500.69I opened the door, passed out, shut it softly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63520.69I was in my room; the door was ajar: I could both listen and watch.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58920.69At the front door of the hall we found the carriage.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42560.69He was not in any of the lower rooms; he was not in the yard, the stables, or the grounds.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34360.69Some parleying was audible in the hall, and soon the new-comer entered.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22550.69Soon after they were gone he rang the bell: a message came that I and Adele were to go downstairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13000.69Having descended a staircase, traversed a portion of the house below, and succeeded in opening and shutting, without noise, two doors, I reached another flight of steps; these I mounted, and then just opposite to me was Miss Temple's room.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16500.68The hall-door, which was half of glass, stood open; I stepped over the threshold.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15840.68The car stopped at the front door; it was opened by a maid-servant; I alighted and went in.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29980.68Then light steps ascended the stairs; and there was a tripping through the gallery, and soft cheerful laughs, and opening and closing doors, and, for a time, a hush.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40920.67Now, Jane, trip on before us away to the backstairs; unbolt the side-passage door, and tell the driver of the post-chaise you will see in the yard -- or just outside, for I told him not to drive his rattling wheels over the pavement -- to be ready; we are coming: and, Jane, if any one is about, come to the foot of the stairs and hem."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26750.65He passed up the gallery very softly, unclosed the staircase door with as little noise as possible, shut it after him, and the last ray vanished.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76850.65She would canter up to the door on her pony, followed by a mounted livery servant.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50400.65He hurried me up the walk, through the grounds, and into the house; but we were quite wet before we could pass the threshold.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30130.65I found Adele peeping through the schoolroom door, which she held ajar.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70420.65I knew I was in a small room and in a narrow bed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55170.65It was he: here he was, mounted on Mesrour, followed by Pilot.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43910.65"How long is he going to stand with his back against that door?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4340.65You look quite red, as if you had been about some mischief: what were you opening the window for?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34280.65"He rode Mesrour (the black horse), did he not, when he went out?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_270.65The breakfast-room door opened.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26230.65There was a candle burning just outside, and on the matting in the gallery.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25130.65We were ascending the avenue when he thus paused; the hall was before us.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6690.64There was a light in the porter's lodge: when we reached it, we found the porter's wife just kindling her fire: my trunk, which had been carried down the evening before, stood corded at the door.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35220.64was her mama's cry; but she swept past her in stately silence, passed through the door which Colonel Dent held open, and we heard her enter the library.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16310.64The steps and banisters were of oak; the staircase window was high and latticed; both it and the long gallery into which the bedroom doors opened looked as if they belonged to a church rather than a house.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57890.63I noticed them, because, as they saw us, they passed round to the back of the church; and I doubted not they were going to enter by the side-aisle door and witness the ceremony.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_69470.71A pang of exquisite suffering -- a throe of true despair -- rent and heaved my heart.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5870.67Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2470.67Yes, Mrs. Reed, to you I owe some fearful pangs of mental suffering, but I ought to forgive you, for you knew not what you did: while rending my heart-strings, you thought you were only uprooting my bad propensities.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62310.65Your pity, my darling, is the suffering mother of love: its anguish is the very natal pang of the divine passion.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59790.65I looked on my cherished wishes, yesterday so blooming and glowing; they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that could never revive.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44800.64Again she regarded me so icily, I felt at once that her opinion of me -- her feeling towards me -- was unchanged and unchangeable.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25050.64You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84500.63An austere patriot's passion for his fatherland!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62210.63What a pigmy intellect she had, and what giant propensities!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37100.63I need not sell my soul to buy bliss.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46070.63Feeling without judgment is a washy draught indeed; but judgment untempered by feeling is too bitter and husky a morsel for human deglutition.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77660.62"With all his firmness and self-control," thought I, "he tasks himself too far: locks every feeling and pang within -- expresses, confesses, imparts nothing.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9720.60"It is not violence that best overcomes hate -- nor vengeance that most certainly heals injury."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88650.60To have yielded then would have been an error of principle; to have yielded now would have been an error of judgment.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86040.58I should still have my unblighted self to turn to: my natural unenslaved feelings with which to communicate in moments of loneliness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86700.57No ruth met my ruth.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50100.57"I do; and if an oath is necessary to satisfy you, I swear it."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13400.57"My Maker and yours, who will never destroy what He created.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67940.57But it will be very dreadful, with this feeling of hunger, faintness, chill, and this sense of desolation -- this total prostration of hope.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12900.57I experienced a shock of horror, then a strong thrill of grief, then a desire -- a necessity to see her; and I asked in what room she lay.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56980.55I rose, bathed my head and face in water, drank a long draught; felt that though enfeebled I was not ill, and determined that to none but you would I impart this vision.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34060.55The sarcasm that had repelled, the harshness that had startled me once, were only like keen condiments in a choice dish: their presence was pungent, but their absence would be felt as comparatively insipid.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67530.55She looked at me with evident suspicion: "Nay, she never sold stuff i' that way."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6090.55The action was more frank and fearless than any I was habituated to indulge in: somehow it pleased her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55240.55A hearty kissing I got for a welcome, and some boastful triumph, which I swallowed as well as I could.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54920.55"I think, scathed as you look, and charred and scorched, there must be a little sense of life in you yet, rising out of that adhesion at the faithful, honest roots: you will never have green leaves more -- never more see birds making nests and singing idyls in your boughs; the time of pleasure and love is over with you: but you are not desolate: each of you has a comrade to sympathise with him in his decay."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37170.54I know how soon youth would fade and bloom perish, if, in the cup of bliss offered, but one dreg of shame, or one flavour of remorse were detected; and I do not want sacrifice, sorrow, dissolution -- such is not my taste.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37130.54The passions may rage furiously, like true heathens, as they are; and the desires may imagine all sorts of vain things: but judgment shall still have the last word in every argument, and the casting vote in every decision.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64650.54He seemed to devour me with his flaming glance: physically, I felt, at the moment, powerless as stubble exposed to the draught and glow of a furnace: mentally, I still possessed my soul, and with it the certainty of ultimate safety.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97220.54You will think me superstitious, -- some superstition I have in my blood, and always had: nevertheless, this is true -- true at least it is that I heard what I now relate.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80140.54And what opiate for his severe sufferings -- what object for his strong passions -- had he sought there?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18520.54It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquillity: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54300.53"I care not in this moment sweet, Though all I have rushed o'er Should come on pinion, strong and fleet, Proclaiming vengeance sore: "Though haughty Hate should strike me down, Right, bar approach to me, And grinding Might, with furious frown, Swear endless enmity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85800.53I will not swear, reader, that there was not something of repressed sarcasm both in the tone in which I uttered this sentence, and in the feeling that accompanied it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97980.52He loved me so truly, that he knew no reluctance in profiting by my attendance: he felt I loved him so fondly, that to yield that attendance was to indulge my sweetest wishes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58230.51My nerves vibrated to those low-spoken words as they had never vibrated to thunder -- my blood felt their subtle violence as it had never felt frost or fire; but I was collected, and in no danger of swooning.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12660.51True, reader; and I knew and felt this: and though I am a defective being, with many faults and few redeeming points, yet I never tired of Helen Burns; nor ever ceased to cherish for her a sentiment of attachment, as strong, tender, and respectful as any that ever animated my heart.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31450.49I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously arrived, green and strong!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97070.49"Some days since: nay, I can number them -- four; it was last Monday night, a singular mood came over me: one in which grief replaced frenzy -- sorrow, sullenness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72970.49"You would not like to be long dependent on our hospitality -- you would wish, I see, to dispense as soon as may be with my sisters' compassion, and, above all, with my CHARITY (I am quite sensible of the distinction drawn, nor do I resent it -- it is just): you desire to be independent of us?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70770.49I had eaten with relish: the food was good -- void of the feverish flavour which had hitherto poisoned what I had swallowed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87980.48Think of the task you undertook -- one of incessant fatigue, where fatigue kills even the strong, and you are weak.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65660.48I longed to be his; I panted to return: it was not too late; I could yet spare him the bitter pang of bereavement.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11490.48I was silent; Helen had calmed me; but in the tranquillity she imparted there was an alloy of inexpressible sadness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_93600.48My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66210.48My hunger, sharp before, was, if not satisfied, appeased by this hermit's meal.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61450.48"I DO love you," I said, "more than ever: but I must not show or indulge the feeling: and this is the last time I must express it."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61400.48he said, in such an accent of bitter sadness it thrilled along every nerve I had; "you don't love me, then?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5570.48You think I have no feelings, and that I can do without one bit of love or kindness; but I cannot live so: and you have no pity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84610.48"If they are really qualified for the task, will not their own hearts be the first to inform them of it?"

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63030.85Sometimes, for a fleeting moment, I thought I caught a glance, heard a tone, beheld a form, which announced the realisation of my dream: but I was presently undeserved.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3950.80I say scarcely voluntary, for it seemed as if my tongue pronounced words without my will consenting to their utterance: something spoke out of me over which I had no control.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52300.79Seeing me, she roused herself: she made a sort of effort to smile, and framed a few words of congratulation; but the smile expired, and the sentence was abandoned unfinished.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85890.78He was silent after I had uttered the last sentence, and I presently risked an upward glance at his countenance.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18120.78I stopped: the sound ceased, only for an instant; it began again, louder: for at first, though distinct, it was very low.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86430.76But this time his feelings were all pent in his heart: I was not worthy to hear them uttered.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37490.76In short, I believe you have been trying to draw me out -- or in; you have been talking nonsense to make me talk nonsense.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51510.73But if you look up and smile with that countenance, I shall swear concession before I know to what, and that will make a fool of me."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55680.70"With what an extraordinary smile you uttered that word -- 'very well,' Jane!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48980.70I could risk no sort of answer by this time: my heart was still.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47720.70His last words were balm: they seemed to imply that it imported something to him whether I forgot him or not.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_36670.70"The eagerness of a listener quickens the tongue of a narrator."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23280.70Instead of speaking, I smiled; and not a very complacent or submissive smile either.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82060.69Say again you will be my brother: when you uttered the words I was satisfied, happy; repeat them, if you can, repeat them sincerely."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75690.69He said this, in his peculiar, subdued, yet emphatic voice; looking, when he had ceased speaking, not at me, but at the setting sun, at which I looked too.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18240.69The laugh was repeated in its low, syllabic tone, and terminated in an odd murmur.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86630.68I saw by his look, when he turned to me, that they were always written on the air between me and him; whenever I spoke, they sounded in my voice to his ear, and their echo toned every answer he gave me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63780.66I permitted myself the delight of being kind to you; kindness stirred emotion soon: your face became soft in expression, your tones gentle; I liked my name pronounced by your lips in a grateful happy accent.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95980.66"Jane, I ever like your tone of voice: it still renews hope, it sounds so truthful.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54120.66He said I was a capricious witch, and that he would rather sing another time; but I averred that no time was like the present.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28070.66I well remembered all; language, glance, and tone seemed at the moment vividly renewed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97760.65Her frantic joy at beholding me again moved me much.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88990.65I saw nothing, but I heard a voice somewhere cry - "Jane!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65220.65So I answered after I had waked from the trance-like dream.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56290.65THOSE words did not die inarticulate on your lips.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39150.65asked the voice I expected to hear, viz., my master's.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13510.65Presently she said, in the sweetest tone - "How comfortable I am!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94000.63Besides, I wished to touch no deep-thrilling chord -- to open no fresh well of emotion in his heart: my sole present aim was to cheer him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9690.63"Heathens and savage tribes hold that doctrine, but Christians and civilised nations disown it."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88330.63He addressed me precisely in his ordinary manner, or what had, of late, been his ordinary manner -- one scrupulously polite.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_36680.63I said this rather to myself than to the gipsy, whose strange talk, voice, manner, had by this time wrapped me in a kind of dream.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9830.61What a singularly deep impression her injustice seems to have made on your heart!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97190.61If any listener had heard me, he would have thought me mad: I pronounced them with such frantic energy."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76240.61He responded neither by word nor movement to the gentle advances made him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63790.61I used to enjoy a chance meeting with you, Jane, at this time: there was a curious hesitation in your manner: you glanced at me with a slight trouble -- a hovering doubt: you did not know what my caprice might be -- whether I was going to play the master and be stern, or the friend and be benignant.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35590.59In the midst of the tumult, and while my eyes and ears were fully engaged in the scene before me, I heard a hem close at my elbow: I turned, and saw Sam.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75840.59I naturally asked myself that question as I saw him turn to her and look at her; and, as naturally, I sought the answer to the inquiry in his countenance.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41860.59"Jane, Jane," said he, stopping before me, "you are quite pale with your vigils: don't you curse me for disturbing your rest?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84950.59Nothing speaks or stirs in me while you talk.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58960.59cried the master; "away with your congratulations!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53730.59"I would consent to be at your mercy, Jane."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_49950.59"Because I want to read your countenance -- turn!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_38460.59The cry died, and was not renewed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34550.59"And what a sweet-tempered forehead he has!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26880.59"But you heard an odd laugh?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18170.59"Did you hear that loud laugh?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83970.58I could no longer talk or laugh freely when he was by, because a tiresomely importunate instinct reminded me that vivacity (at least in me) was distasteful to him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39450.58He made some sort of arrangement without speaking, though I heard a low voice address him: he came out and closed the door behind him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37790.56As I spoke he gave my wrist a convulsive grip; the smile on his lips froze: apparently a spasm caught his breath.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37580.56I knew gipsies and fortune-tellers did not express themselves as this seeming old woman had expressed herself; besides I had noted her feigned voice, her anxiety to conceal her features.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74090.71"It is a village school: your scholars will be only poor girls -- cottagers' children -- at the best, farmers' daughters.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45890.71Eliza generally took no more notice of her sister's indolence and complaints than if no such murmuring, lounging object had been before her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_49380.69Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17200.69Mama used to teach me to dance and sing, and to say verses.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24880.65He then said that she was the daughter of a French opera-dancer, Celine Varens, towards whom he had once cherished what he called a "grande passion."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63140.64She had two successors: an Italian, Giacinta, and a German, Clara; both considered singularly handsome.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66820.64Soon I asked her "if there were any dressmaker or plain-workwoman in the village?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34920.64cried all the juveniles, both ladies and gentlemen.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8220.60"Different benevolent-minded ladies and gentlemen in this neighbourhood and in London."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76700.60I had amongst my scholars several farmers' daughters: young women grown, almost.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28700.60he has a fine bass voice, and an excellent taste for music."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71020.57I am no beggar; any more than yourself or your young ladies."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66680.57Had I nothing about me I could offer in exchange for one of these rolls?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53820.57I will not be your English Celine Varens.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45340.57Meantime, I got on as well as I could with Georgiana and Eliza.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5000.57I have a little boy, younger than you, who knows six Psalms by heart: and when you ask him which he would rather have, a gingerbread-nut to eat or a verse of a Psalm to learn, he says: 'Oh!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37110.57I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.'
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19160.57Had he been a handsome, heroic-looking young gentleman, I should not have dared to stand thus questioning him against his will, and offering my services unasked.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96930.55I have worn it since the day I lost my only treasure, as a memento of her."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76730.55Their parents then (the farmer and his wife) loaded me with attentions.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73990.55I established one for boys: I mean now to open a second school for girls.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28650.55She was one of the ladies who sang: a gentleman accompanied her on the piano.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21450.55"You play A LITTLE, I see; like any other English school-girl; perhaps rather better than some, but not well."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4200.55As to her money, she first secreted it in odd corners, wrapped in a rag or an old curl-paper; but some of these hoards having been discovered by the housemaid, Eliza, fearful of one day losing her valued treasure, consented to intrust it to her mother, at a usurious rate of interest -- fifty or sixty per cent.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8150.54"Well, all the girls here have lost either one or both parents, and this is called an institution for educating orphans."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66180.54To-night, at least, I would be her guest, as I was her child: my mother would lodge me without money and without price.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31290.53The collective appearance of the gentlemen, like that of the ladies, is very imposing: they are all costumed in black; most of them are tall, some young.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63010.53I sought my ideal of a woman amongst English ladies, French countesses, Italian signoras, and German grafinnen.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3510.49I shook my head: I could not see how poor people had the means of being kind; and then to learn to speak like them, to adopt their manners, to be uneducated, to grow up like one of the poor women I saw sometimes nursing their children or washing their clothes at the cottage doors of the village of Gateshead: no, I was not heroic enough to purchase liberty at the price of caste.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51180.49After a brief stay there, I shall bear my treasure to regions nearer the sun: to French vineyards and Italian plains; and she shall see whatever is famous in old story and in modern record: she shall taste, too, of the life of cities; and she shall learn to value herself by just comparison with others."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51120.49I would as soon see you, Mr. Rochester, tricked out in stage-trappings, as myself clad in a court-lady's robe; and I don't call you handsome, sir, though I love you most dearly: far too dearly to flatter you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81340.49This was a blessing, bright, vivid, and exhilarating; -- not like the ponderous gift of gold: rich and welcome enough in its way, but sobering from its weight.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67630.49I felt it was what was to be expected, and what could not be helped: an ordinary beggar is frequently an object of suspicion; a well-dressed beggar inevitably so.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73070.49"I will be a dressmaker; I will be a plain-workwoman; I will be a servant, a nurse-girl, if I can be no better," I answered.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67660.49And as to the woman who would not take my handkerchief in exchange for her bread, why, she was right, if the offer appeared to her sinister or the exchange unprofitable.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5020.49angels sing Psalms;' says he, 'I wish to be a little angel here below;' he then gets two nuts in recompense for his infant piety."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96890.48Never mind fine clothes and jewels, now: all that is not worth a fillip."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8120.48"It is partly a charity-school: you and I, and all the rest of us, are charity-children.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62030.48She flattered me, and lavishly displayed for my pleasure her charms and accomplishments.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45170.48John gambles dreadfully, and always loses -- poor boy!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42970.48The news so shocked his mother that it brought on an apoplectic attack."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10620.48Yes, but we are not to conform to nature; I wish these girls to be the children of Grace: and why that abundance?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_93450.48"I told you I am independent, sir, as well as rich: I am my own mistress."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90810.48Since he was not in the grave, I could bear, I thought, to learn that he was at the Antipodes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77040.48She had been indulged from her birth, but was not absolutely spoilt.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73330.48Diana offered to teach me German.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68490.48I noticed these objects cursorily only -- in them there was nothing extraordinary.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56880.48"Of the foul German spectre -- the Vampyre."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46850.48Eliza surveyed her parent calmly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35040.48"It is not my mission to listen to her before the vulgar herd either: I mean to have her all to myself.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61560.78I must part with you for my whole life: I must begin a new existence among strange faces and strange scenes."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59360.75The operation was performed amidst the fiercest yells and the most convulsive plunges.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57500.75She seemed the emblem of my past life; and he I was now to array myself to meet, the dread, but adored, type of my unknown future day.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24280.72It seems to me, that if you tried hard, you would in time find it possible to become what you yourself would approve; and that if from this day you began with resolution to correct your thoughts and actions, you would in a few years have laid up a new and stainless store of recollections, to which you might revert with pleasure."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19630.72The incident had occurred and was gone for me: it WAS an incident of no moment, no romance, no interest in a sense; yet it marked with change one single hour of a monotonous life.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10980.72A pause -- in which I began to steady the palsy of my nerves, and to feel that the Rubicon was passed; and that the trial, no longer to be shirked, must be firmly sustained.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9960.71The fear of failure in these points harassed me worse than the physical hardships of my lot; though these were no trifles.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42060.69CHAPTER XXI Presentiments are strange things!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31370.69What had occurred since, calculated to change his and my relative positions?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82180.68I need not narrate in detail the further struggles I had, and arguments I used, to get matters regarding the legacy settled as I wished.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59720.65I was in my own room as usual -- just myself, without obvious change: nothing had smitten me, or scathed me, or maimed me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33010.65If I had time, and was not in mortal dread of some prating prig of a servant passing, I would know what all this means.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95450.64"He would discover many things in you he could not have expected to find?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65910.64CHAPTER XXVIII Two days are passed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53520.64"It might pass for the present," he said; "but he would yet see me glittering like a parterre."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13630.63CHAPTER X Hitherto I have recorded in detail the events of my insignificant existence: to the first ten years of my life I have given almost as many chapters.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18530.62Millions are condemned to a stiller doom than mine, and millions are in silent revolt against their lot.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63560.62I think those day visions were not dark: there was a pleasurable illumination in your eye occasionally, a soft excitement in your aspect, which told of no bitter, bilious, hypochondriac brooding: your look revealed rather the sweet musings of youth when its spirit follows on willing wings the flight of Hope up and on to an ideal heaven.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2520.61This state of things should have been to me a paradise of peace, accustomed as I was to a life of ceaseless reprimand and thankless fagging; but, in fact, my racked nerves were now in such a state that no calm could soothe, and no pleasure excite them agreeably.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70100.61Anxious as ever to avoid discovery, I had before resolved to assume an ALIAS.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63860.59"After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love -- I have found you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78670.58There is something brave in your spirit, as well as penetrating in your eye; but allow me to assure you that you partially misinterpret my emotions.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33850.58This was the point -- this was where the nerve was touched and teased -- this was where the fever was sustained and fed: SHE COULD NOT CHARM HIM.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16390.58My faculties, roused by the change of scene, the new field offered to hope, seemed all astir.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13430.58"I am sure there is a future state; I believe God is good; I can resign my immortal part to Him without any misgiving.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85620.58Simplify your complicated interests, feelings, thoughts, wishes, aims; merge all considerations in one purpose: that of fulfilling with effect -- with power -- the mission of your great Master.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90450.57What story belonged to this disaster?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_78200.57"Don't imagine such hard things.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75530.57"But you feel solitude an oppression?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71890.57Her whole face seemed to me full of charm.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63390.57I expected no peace -- no pleasure there.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12120.57What stores of knowledge they possessed!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29230.57Thanks to it, I was able to meet subsequent occurrences with a decent calm, which, had they found me unprepared, I should probably have been unequal to maintain, even externally.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64340.55"Then you condemn me to live wretched and to die accursed?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13860.55My world had for some years been in Lowood: my experience had been of its rules and systems; now I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitements, awaited those who had courage to go forth into its expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst its perils.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_98160.54A more resolute, indefatigable pioneer never wrought amidst rocks and dangers.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83020.54The humanities and amenities of life had no attraction for him -- its peaceful enjoyments no charm.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70530.54"Strange hardships, I imagine -- poor, emaciated, pallid wanderer?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81520.53Now the wealth did not weigh on me: now it was not a mere bequest of coin, -- it was a legacy of life, hope, enjoyment.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72670.53I will tell you as much of the history of the wanderer you have harboured, as I can tell without compromising my own peace of mind -- my own security, moral and physical, and that of others.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64720.53Consider that eye: consider the resolute, wild, free thing looking out of it, defying me, with more than courage -- with a stern triumph.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94190.53"Where is the use of doing me good in any way, beneficent spirit, when, at some fatal moment, you will again desert me -- passing like a shadow, whither and how to me unknown, and for me remaining afterwards undiscoverable?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66060.53Some time passed before I felt tranquil even here: I had a vague dread that wild cattle might be near, or that some sportsman or poacher might discover me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61210.53The present -- the passing second of time -- was all I had in which to control and restrain him -- a movement of repulsion, flight, fear would have sealed my doom, -- and his.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57790.53I wonder what other bridegroom ever looked as he did -- so bent up to a purpose, so grimly resolute: or who, under such steadfast brows, ever revealed such flaming and flashing eyes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55130.53I feared my hopes were too bright to be realised; and I had enjoyed so much bliss lately that I imagined my fortune had passed its meridian, and must now decline.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50920.53I was not born for a different destiny to the rest of my species: to imagine such a lot befalling me is a fairy tale -- a day-dream."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46420.53She made an effort to alter her position, but failed: her face changed; she seemed to experience some inward sensation -- the precursor, perhaps, of the last pang.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63410.52I passed it as negligently as I did the pollard willow opposite to it: I had no presentiment of what it would be to me; no inward warning that the arbitress of my life -- my genius for good or evil -- waited there in humble guise.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45930.52Then, too, existence for you must be a scene of continual change and excitement, or else the world is a dungeon: you must be admired, you must be courted, you must be flattered -- you must have music, dancing, and society -- or you languish, you die away.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66400.91Long after the little birds had left their nests; long after bees had come in the sweet prime of day to gather the heath honey before the dew was dried -- when the long morning shadows were curtailed, and the sun filled earth and sky -- I got up, and I looked round me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62510.87"A wind fresh from Europe blew over the ocean and rushed through the open casement: the storm broke, streamed, thundered, blazed, and the air grew pure.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90510.83Winter snows, I thought, had drifted through that void arch, winter rains beaten in at those hollow casements; for, amidst the drenched piles of rubbish, spring had cherished vegetation: grass and weed grew here and there between the stones and fallen rafters.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68150.82My eye still roved over the sullen swell and along the moor-edge, vanishing amidst the wildest scenery, when at one dim point, far in among the marshes and the ridges, a light sprang up.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84420.82The breeze was from the west: it came over the hills, sweet with scents of heath and rush; the sky was of stainless blue; the stream descending the ravine, swelled with past spring rains, poured along plentiful and clear, catching golden gleams from the sun, and sapphire tints from the firmament.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12400.81April advanced to May: a bright serene May it was; days of blue sky, placid sunshine, and soft western or southern gales filled up its duration.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_140.80Afar, it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud; near a scene of wet lawn and storm-beat shrub, with ceaseless rain sweeping away wildly before a long and lamentable blast.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18840.78A rude noise broke on these fine ripplings and whisperings, at once so far away and so clear: a positive tramp, tramp, a metallic clatter, which effaced the soft wave-wanderings; as, in a picture, the solid mass of a crag, or the rough boles of a great oak, drawn in dark and strong on the foreground, efface the aerial distance of azure hill, sunny horizon, and blended clouds where tint melts into tint.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59770.76A Christmas frost had come at midsummer; a white December storm had whirled over June; ice glazed the ripe apples, drifts crushed the blowing roses; on hayfield and cornfield lay a frozen shroud: lanes which last night blushed full of flowers, to-day were pathless with untrodden snow; and the woods, which twelve hours since waved leafy and flagrant as groves between the tropics, now spread, waste, wild, and white as pine-forests in wintry Norway.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90400.76The lawn, the grounds were trodden and waste: the portal yawned void.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50340.76it writhed and groaned; while wind roared in the laurel walk, and came sweeping over us.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24030.76And I may get it as sweet and fresh as the wild honey the bee gathers on the moor."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12370.75How different had this scene looked when I viewed it laid out beneath the iron sky of winter, stiffened in frost, shrouded with snow!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66230.75Beside the crag the heath was very deep: when I lay down my feet were buried in it; rising high on each side, it left only a narrow space for the night-air to invade.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48130.75The hay was all got in; the fields round Thornfield were green and shorn; the roads white and baked; the trees were in their dark prime; hedge and wood, full-leaved and deeply tinted, contrasted well with the sunny hue of the cleared meadows between.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6880.74The afternoon came on wet and somewhat misty: as it waned into dusk, I began to feel that we were getting very far indeed from Gateshead: we ceased to pass through towns; the country changed; great grey hills heaved up round the horizon: as twilight deepened, we descended a valley, dark with wood, and long after night had overclouded the prospect, I heard a wild wind rushing amongst trees.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29770.74It had been a mild, serene spring day -- one of those days which, towards the end of March or the beginning of April, rise shining over the earth as heralds of summer.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18760.73This lane inclined up-hill all the way to Hay; having reached the middle, I sat down on a stile which led thence into a field.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47410.73I have but a field or two to traverse, and then I shall cross the road and reach the gates.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20900.73I don't think either summer or harvest, or winter moon, will ever shine on their revels more."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92090.72There were no flowers, no garden-beds; only a broad gravel-walk girdling a grass-plat, and this set in the heavy frame of the forest.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48210.72At the bottom was a sunk fence; its sole separation from lonely fields: a winding walk, bordered with laurels and terminating in a giant horse-chestnut, circled at the base by a seat, led down to the fence.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84430.70As we advanced and left the track, we trod a soft turf, mossy fine and emerald green, minutely enamelled with a tiny white flower, and spangled with a star-like yellow blossom: the hills, meantime, shut us quite in; for the glen, towards its head, wound to their very core.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16530.70Its grey front stood out well from the background of a rookery, whose cawing tenants were now on the wing: they flew over the lawn and grounds to alight in a great meadow, from which these were separated by a sunk fence, and where an array of mighty old thorn trees, strong, knotty, and broad as oaks, at once explained the etymology of the mansion's designation.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48350.70As I crossed his shadow, thrown long over the garden by the moon, not yet risen high, he said quietly, without turning - "Jane, come and look at this fellow."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_94690.69I led him out of the wet and wild wood into some cheerful fields: I described to him how brilliantly green they were; how the flowers and hedges looked refreshed; how sparklingly blue was the sky.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_38390.69The consequence was, that when the moon, which was full and bright (for the night was fine), came in her course to that space in the sky opposite my casement, and looked in at me through the unveiled panes, her glorious gaze roused me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68330.69Having crossed the marsh, I saw a trace of white over the moor.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68280.69The light was yet there, shining dim but constant through the rain.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22090.69There is a high gale in that sky, and on this hill-top.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65980.68There are great moors behind and on each hand of me; there are waves of mountains far beyond that deep valley at my feet.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92010.68There was a grass-grown track descending the forest aisle between hoar and knotty shafts and under branched arches.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79140.68The next day a keen wind brought fresh and blinding falls; by twilight the valley was drifted up and almost impassable.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68300.68It led me aslant over the hill, through a wide bog, which would have been impassable in winter, and was splashy and shaking even now, in the height of summer.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13900.68I traced the white road winding round the base of one mountain, and vanishing in a gorge between two; how I longed to follow it farther!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12340.68Flowers peeped out amongst the leaves; snow- drops, crocuses, purple auriculas, and golden-eyed pansies.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90160.67I had coasted along the lower wall of the orchard -- turned its angle: there was a gate just there, opening into the meadow, between two stone pillars crowned by stone balls.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12380.67-- when mists as chill as death wandered to the impulse of east winds along those purple peaks, and rolled down "ing" and holm till they blended with the frozen fog of the beck!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55030.67The wind roared high in the great trees which embowered the gates; but the road as far as I could see, to the right hand and the left, was all still and solitary: save for the shadows of clouds crossing it at intervals as the moon looked out, it was but a long pale line, unvaried by one moving speck.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54870.66Instead of subsiding as night drew on, it seemed to augment its rush and deepen its roar: the trees blew steadfastly one way, never writhing round, and scarcely tossing back their boughs once in an hour; so continuous was the strain bending their branchy heads northward -- the clouds drifted from pole to pole, fast following, mass on mass: no glimpse of blue sky had been visible that July day.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47300.66It was not a bright or splendid summer evening, though fair and soft: the haymakers were at work all along the road; and the sky, though far from cloudless, was such as promised well for the future: its blue -- where blue was visible -- was mild and settled, and its cloud strata high and thin.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68340.66I approached it; it was a road or a track: it led straight up to the light, which now beamed from a sort of knoll, amidst a clump of trees -- firs, apparently, from what I could distinguish of the character of their forms and foliage through the gloom.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11530.66Some heavy clouds, swept from the sky by a rising wind, had left the moon bare; and her light, streaming in through a window near, shone full both on us and on the approaching figure, which we at once recognised as Miss Temple.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19240.65pointing to Thornfield Hall, on which the moon cast a hoary gleam, bringing it out distinct and pale from the woods that, by contrast with the western sky, now seemed one mass of shadow.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65950.65Whitcross is no town, nor even a hamlet; it is but a stone pillar set up where four roads meet: whitewashed, I suppose, to be more obvious at a distance and in darkness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54940.65The wind fell, for a second, round Thornfield; but far away over wood and water, poured a wild, melancholy wail: it was sad to listen to, and I ran off again.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54860.65I sought the orchard, driven to its shelter by the wind, which all day had blown strong and full from the south, without, however, bringing a speck of rain.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90030.65At last the woods rose; the rookery clustered dark; a loud cawing broke the morning stillness.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66450.65I saw a lizard run over the crag; I saw a bee busy among the sweet bilberries.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66150.65I looked at the sky; it was pure: a kindly star twinkled just above the chasm ridge.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14450.76"If J.E., who advertised in the -shire Herald of last Thursday, possesses the acquirements mentioned, and if she is in a position to give satisfactory references as to character and competency, a situation can be offered her where there is but one pupil, a little girl, under ten years of age; and where the salary is thirty pounds per annum.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14610.72Having sought and obtained an audience of the superintendent during the noontide recreation, I told her I had a prospect of getting a new situation where the salary would be double what I now received (for at Lowood I only got 15 pounds per annum); and requested she would break the matter for me to Mr. Brocklehurst, or some of the committee, and ascertain whether they would permit me to mention them as references.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52540.70Equality of position and fortune is often advisable in such cases; and there are twenty years of difference in your ages.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5240.70I may then depend upon this child being received as a pupil at Lowood, and there being trained in conformity to her position and prospects?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14280.68"Address, J.E., Post-office, Lowton, -shire."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14200.68-- "Those who want situations advertise; you must advertise in the -shire Herald."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1130.68She's an underhand little thing: I never saw a girl of her age with so much cover."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14650.68This note went the round of the committee, and at last, after what appeared to me most tedious delay, formal leave was given me to better my condition if I could; and an assurance added, that as I had always conducted myself well, both as teacher and pupil, at Lowood, a testimonial of character and capacity, signed by the inspectors of that institution, should forthwith be furnished me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10460.63You are aware that my plan in bringing up these girls is, not to accustom them to habits of luxury and indulgence, but to render them hardy, patient, self-denying.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10340.62"And, ma'am," he continued, "the laundress tells me some of the girls have two clean tuckers in the week: it is too much; the rules limit them to one."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13690.61Several wealthy and benevolent individuals in the county subscribed largely for the erection of a more convenient building in a better situation; new regulations were made; improvements in diet and clothing introduced; the funds of the school were intrusted to the management of a committee.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76230.60But he curbed it, I think, as a resolute rider would curb a rearing steed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14260.59"is desirous of meeting with a situation in a private family where the children are under fourteen (I thought that as I was barely eighteen, it would not do to undertake the guidance of pupils nearer my own age).
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89820.57Yes, I knew the character of this landscape: I was sure we were near my bourne.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72410.57"A most singular position at your age!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62380.57Thus, at the age of twenty-six, I was hopeless.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_87330.55I proved it to you in such terms as, I should have thought, would have prevented your ever again alluding to the plan.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7740.55The superintendent rose - "I have a word to address to the pupils," said she.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76650.55There was a difference amongst them as amongst the educated; and when I got to know them, and they me, this difference rapidly developed itself.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72750.55"I left Lowood nearly a year since to become a private governess.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21110.55"None but the pupils and teachers of Lowood, and now the inmates of Thornfield."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14620.55She obligingly consented to act as mediatrix in the matter.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14230.55Replies rose smooth and prompt now:- "You must enclose the advertisement and the money to pay for it under a cover directed to the editor of the Herald; you must put it, the first opportunity you have, into the post at Lowton; answers must be addressed to J.E., at the post-office there; you can go and inquire in about a week after you send your letter, if any are come, and act accordingly."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13680.55The unhealthy nature of the site; the quantity and quality of the children's food; the brackish, fetid water used in its preparation; the pupils' wretched clothing and accommodations -- all these things were discovered, and the discovery produced a result mortifying to Mr. Brocklehurst, but beneficial to the institution.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9330.53I suspected she might be right and I wrong; but I would not ponder the matter deeply; like Felix, I put it off to a more convenient season.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77030.53I had learnt her whole character, which was without mystery or disguise: she was coquettish but not heartless; exacting, but not worthlessly selfish.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41660.52The results of what you have done become in time to you utterly insupportable; you take measures to obtain relief: unusual measures, but neither unlawful nor culpable.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12590.49Some years older than I, she knew more of the world, and could tell me many things I liked to hear: with her my curiosity found gratification: to my faults also she gave ample indulgence, never imposing curb or rein on anything I said.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76660.49Their amazement at me, my language, my rules, and ways, once subsided, I found some of these heavy-looking, gaping rustics wake up into sharp-witted girls enough.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72710.49I will even tell you the name of the establishment, where I passed six years as a pupil, and two as a teacher -- Lowood Orphan Asylum, -shire: you will have heard of it, Mr. Rivers?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5490.48she asked, rather in the tone in which a person might address an opponent of adult age than such as is ordinarily used to a child.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29710.48All I had gathered from it amounted to this, -- that there was a mystery at Thornfield; and that from participation in that mystery I was purposely excluded.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_12000.48And as the girl withdrew she added, smiling, "Fortunately, I have it in my power to supply deficiencies for this once."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80400.48Your fortune is vested in the English funds; Briggs has the will and the necessary documents."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96690.48Famine for food, expectation for content.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73540.48I cannot even render faithfully the effect it produced on me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22470.48She averred they were a mystery to herself, and that what she knew was chiefly from conjecture.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21330.48"Arithmetic, you see, is useful; without its aid, I should hardly have been able to guess your age.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8080.47What is Lowood Institution?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62790.47I transformed myself into a will-o'-the-wisp.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43860.47I should like something else: a little addition to the rite.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_23890.47"How do you know?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21290.47"What age were you when you went to Lowood?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11700.47"Did she not, then, adopt you of her own accord?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_9950.46CHAPTER VII My first quarter at Lowood seemed an age; and not the golden age either; it comprised an irksome struggle with difficulties in habituating myself to new rules and unwonted tasks.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_85010.46In the village school I found you could perform well, punctually, uprightly, labour uncongenial to your habits and inclinations; I saw you could perform it with capacity and tact: you could win while you controlled.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5220.45"Consistency, madam, is the first of Christian duties; and it has been observed in every arrangement connected with the establishment of Lowood: plain fare, simple attire, unsophisticated accommodations, hardy and active habits; such is the order of the day in the house and its inhabitants."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91960.45Ferndean then remained uninhabited and unfurnished, with the exception of some two or three rooms fitted up for the accommodation of the squire when he went there in the season to shoot.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91160.45Mr. Rochester was about forty, and this governess not twenty; and you see, when gentlemen of his age fall in love with girls, they are often like as if they were bewitched.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13720.45I remained an inmate of its walls, after its regeneration, for eight years: six as pupil, and two as teacher; and in both capacities I bear my testimony to its value and importance.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91840.77"At Ferndean, a manor-house on a farm he has, about thirty miles off: quite a desolate spot."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77340.73He said it was a very old name in that neighbourhood; that the ancestors of the house were wealthy; that all Morton had once belonged to them; that even now he considered the representative of that house might, if he liked, make an alliance with the best.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10030.72We had to walk two miles to Brocklebridge Church, where our patron officiated.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91910.69CHAPTER XXXVII The manor-house of Ferndean was a building of considerable antiquity, moderate size, and no architectural pretensions, deep buried in a wood.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71690.68Marsh End had belonged to the Rivers ever since it was a house: and it was, she affirmed, "aboon two hundred year old -- for all it looked but a small, humble place, naught to compare wi' Mr. Oliver's grand hall down i' Morton Vale.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_63910.68To tell me that I had already a wife is empty mockery: you know now that I had but a hideous demon.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14550.68Millcote, - shire; I brushed up my recollections of the map of England, yes, I saw it; both the shire and the town.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71700.67But she could remember Bill Oliver's father a journeyman needlemaker; and th' Rivers wor gentry i' th' owd days o' th' Henrys, as onybody might see by looking into th' registers i' Morton Church vestry."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48380.65"Look at his wings," said he, "he reminds me rather of a West Indian insect; one does not often see so large and gay a night-rover in England; there!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37770.64"His name is Mason, sir; and he comes from the West Indies; from Spanish Town, in Jamaica, I think."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13620.62Her grave is in Brocklebridge churchyard: for fifteen years after her death it was only covered by a grassy mound; but now a grey marble tablet marks the spot, inscribed with her name, and the word "Resurgam."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58350.61Mr. Briggs calmly took a paper from his pocket, and read out in a sort of official, nasal voice:- "'I affirm and can prove that on the 20th of October A.D. -- (a date of fifteen years back), Edward Fairfax Rochester, of Thornfield Hall, in the county of -, and of Ferndean Manor, in -shire, England, was married to my sister, Bertha Antoinetta Mason, daughter of Jonas Mason, merchant, and of Antoinetta his wife, a Creole, at -- church, Spanish Town, Jamaica.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62650.60"To England, then, I conveyed her; a fearful voyage I had with such a monster in the vessel.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73410.60One reason of the distance yet observed between us was, that he was comparatively seldom at home: a large proportion of his time appeared devoted to visiting the sick and poor among the scattered population of his parish.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30340.58The next day was as fine as its predecessor: it was devoted by the party to an excursion to some site in the neighbourhood.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77110.57I was a lusus naturae, she affirmed, as a village schoolmistress: she was sure my previous history, if known, would make a delightful romance.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58870.57Briggs, Wood, Mason, I invite you all to come up to the house and visit Mrs. Poole's patient, and MY WIFE!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8330.56"No -- two miles off, at a large hall."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_76260.56"You are quite a stranger at Vale Hall.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43090.56You don't travel a hundred miles alone."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68760.54"Yes, Hannah -- a far larger country than England, where they talk in no other way."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91680.53"Ay -- ay -- he's in England; he can't get out of England, I fancy -- he's a fixture now."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73710.53"Yes; and when they go, I shall return to the parsonage at Morton: Hannah will accompany me; and this old house will be shut up."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73040.53I am but the incumbent of a poor country parish: my aid must be of the humblest sort.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_64260.53For a wife I have but the maniac upstairs: as well might you refer me to some corpse in yonder churchyard.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62140.53The honeymoon over, I learned my mistake; she was only mad, and shut up in a lunatic asylum.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58560.53"She is now living at Thornfield Hall," said Mason, in more articulate tones: "I saw her there last April.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51170.53The wedding is to take place quietly, in the church down below yonder; and then I shall waft you away at once to town.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43220.53Soon he produced his pocket- book: "Here," said he, offering me a note; it was fifty pounds, and he owed me but fifteen.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75350.52At this thought, I turned my face aside from the lovely sky of eve and lonely vale of Morton -- I say LONELY, for in that bend of it visible to me there was no building apparent save the church and the parsonage, half-hid in trees, and, quite at the extremity, the roof of Vale Hall, where the rich Mr. Oliver and his daughter lived.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83510.49St. John did not rebuke our vivacity; but he escaped from it: he was seldom in the house; his parish was large, the population scattered, and he found daily business in visiting the sick and poor in its different districts.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72840.49I know all your sisters have done for me since -- for I have not been insensible during my seeming torpor -- and I owe to their spontaneous, genuine, genial compassion as large a debt as to your evangelical charity."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_62260.49And I could not rid myself of it by any legal proceedings: for the doctors now discovered that MY WIFE was mad -- her excesses had prematurely developed the germs of insanity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91990.48Even when within a very short distance of the manor-house, you could see nothing of it, so thick and dark grew the timber of the gloomy wood about it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_620.48Now, I'll teach you to rummage my bookshelves: for they ARE mine; all the house belongs to me, or will do in a few years.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58780.48Bertha Mason is mad; and she came of a mad family; idiots and maniacs through three generations!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14560.48-shire was seventy miles nearer London than the remote county where I now resided: that was a recommendation to me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_91290.48He broke off acquaintance with all the gentry, and shut himself up like a hermit at the Hall."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73520.48I first got an idea of its calibre when I heard him preach in his own church at Morton.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_51660.48Do you think I am a Jew-usurer, seeking good investment in land?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40610.48You can't travel a mile without that, I know, in this damned cold climate.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40440.48"You will when you are out of the country: when you get back to Spanish Town, you may think of her as dead and buried -- or rather, you need not think of her at all."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32610.48Know that I doat on Corsairs; and for that reason, sing it con spirito."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17690.48Almost all the land in this neighbourhood, as far as you can see, has belonged to the Rochesters time out of mind."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_81300.47Glorious discovery to a lonely wretch!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58790.47Her mother, the Creole, was both a madwoman and a drunkard!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29970.47A joyous stir was now audible in the hall: gentlemen's deep tones and ladies' silvery accents blent harmoniously together, and distinguishable above all, though not loud, was the sonorous voice of the master of Thornfield Hall, welcoming his fair and gallant guests under its roof.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82440.46"Yes, to go with me to Moor House.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70910.46Hannah was baking.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68720.46I like it!"

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_41560.75The arbour was an arch in the wall, lined with ivy; it contained a rustic seat.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39480.73An easy-chair was near the bed-head: a man sat in it, dressed with the exception of his coat; he was still; his head leant back; his eyes were closed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5370.73Sitting on a low stool, a few yards from her arm-chair, I examined her figure; I perused her features.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79010.70He drew over the picture the sheet of thin paper on which I was accustomed to rest my hand in painting, to prevent the cardboard from being sullied.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31720.69She is standing alone at the table, bending gracefully over an album.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44840.65I brought a chair to the bed-head: I sat down and leaned over the pillow.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_250.64With Bewick on my knee, I was then happy: happy at least in my way.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21730.64He spread the pictures before him, and again surveyed them alternately.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_18960.64and a clattering tumble, arrested my attention.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54970.63I placed his arm-chair by the chimney-corner: I wheeled the table near it: I let down the curtain, and had the candles brought in ready for lighting.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33480.63Amidst this sordid scene, sat a man with his clenched hands resting on his knees, and his eyes bent on the ground.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17240.62Descending from her chair, she came and placed herself on my knee; then, folding her little hands demurely before her, shaking back her curls and lifting her eyes to the ceiling, she commenced singing a song from some opera.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68500.62A group of more interest appeared near the hearth, sitting still amidst the rosy peace and warmth suffusing it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_360.61"It is well I drew the curtain," thought I; and I wished fervently he might not discover my hiding-place: nor would John Reed have found it out himself; he was not quick either of vision or conception; but Eliza just put her head in at the door, and said at once - "She is in the window-seat, to be sure, Jack."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95560.60"Yes; the back parlour was both his study and ours: he sat near the window, and we by the table."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_5900.60I took a book -- some Arabian tales; I sat down and endeavoured to read.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_49970.60you will find it scarcely more legible than a crumpled, scratched page.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46550.60"Because I disliked you too fixedly and thoroughly ever to lend a hand in lifting you to prosperity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8860.60"Burns, I insist on your holding your head up; I will not have you before me in that attitude," &c. &c. A chapter having been read through twice, the books were closed and the girls examined.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11300.60She sat down on the ground near me, embraced her knees with her arms, and rested her head upon them; in that attitude she remained silent as an Indian.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7280.60When it subsided, I saw them all drawn up in four semicircles, before four chairs, placed at the four tables; all held books in their hands, and a great book, like a Bible, lay on each table, before the vacant seat.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_25850.60He was moody, too; unaccountably so; I more than once, when sent for to read to him, found him sitting in his library alone, with his head bent on his folded arms; and, when he looked up, a morose, almost a malignant, scowl blackened his features.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26670.58If you are not warm enough, you may take my cloak yonder; wrap it about you, and sit down in the arm-chair: there, -- I will put it on.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44270.58Glancing at the bookcases, I thought I could distinguish the two volumes of Bewick's British Birds occupying their old place on the third shelf, and Gulliver's Travels and the Arabian Nights ranged just above.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70970.57You may sit you down in my chair on the hearthstone, if you will."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20070.57I let down the curtain and went back to the fireside.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15230.57"That is one of my paintings over the chimney-piece."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90190.55The crows sailing overhead perhaps watched me while I took this survey.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86270.55Whether he was incensed or surprised, or what, it was not easy to tell: he could command his countenance thoroughly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74570.55Mary bent her head low over her work.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_60130.55I fell, but not on to the ground: an outstretched arm caught me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59690.55I leaned my arms on a table, and my head dropped on them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90180.54I advanced my head with precaution, desirous to ascertain if any bedroom window-blinds were yet drawn up: battlements, windows, long front -- all from this sheltered station were at my command.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_45580.54I offered to sketch their portraits; and each, in turn, sat for a pencil outline.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_420.54"I want you to come here;" and seating himself in an arm-chair, he intimated by a gesture that I was to approach and stand before him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30660.54I retired to a window-seat, and taking a book from a table near, endeavoured to read.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_66240.53I folded my shawl double, and spread it over me for a coverlet; a low, mossy swell was my pillow.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_57090.53Why, the day is already commenced which is to bind us indissolubly; and when we are once united, there shall be no recurrence of these mental terrors: I guarantee that."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_2620.53I closed the book, which I dared no longer peruse, and put it on the table, beside the untasted tart.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80640.53I again felt rather like an individual of but average gastronomical powers sitting down to feast alone at a table spread with provisions for a hundred.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53040.53Adele, when lifted in, commenced kissing me, by way of expressing her gratitude for my intercession: she was instantly stowed away into a corner on the other side of him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53050.52She then peeped round to where I sat; so stern a neighbour was too restrictive to him, in his present fractious mood, she dared whisper no observations, nor ask of him any information.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35680.52CHAPTER XIX The library looked tranquil enough as I entered it, and the Sibyl -- if Sibyl she were -- was seated snugly enough in an easy-chair at the chimney-corner.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33110.52The servants were called in, the dining-room tables wheeled away, the lights otherwise disposed, the chairs placed in a semicircle opposite the arch.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79500.52He soon stirred; my eye was instantly drawn to his movements; he only took out a morocco pocket-book, thence produced a letter, which he read in silence, folded it, put it back, relapsed into meditation.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73480.51Often, of an evening, when he sat at the window, his desk and papers before him, he would cease reading or writing, rest his chin on his hand, and deliver himself up to I know not what course of thought; but that it was perturbed and exciting might be seen in the frequent flash and changeful dilation of his eye.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80230.49And the pocket-book was again deliberately produced, opened, sought through; from one of its compartments was extracted a shabby slip of paper, hastily torn off: I recognised in its texture and its stains of ultra-marine, and lake, and vermillion, the ravished margin of the portrait-cover.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33690.49I did not now watch the actors; I no longer waited with interest for the curtain to rise; my attention was absorbed by the spectators; my eyes, erewhile fixed on the arch, were now irresistibly attracted to the semicircle of chairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72100.49Mr. St. John -- sitting as still as one of the dusty pictures on the walls, keeping his eyes fixed on the page he perused, and his lips mutely sealed -- was easy enough to examine.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72240.49Mr. Rivers now closed his book, approached the table, and, as he took a seat, fixed his blue pictorial-looking eyes full on me.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43950.88It was very clean and neat: the ornamental windows were hung with little white curtains; the floor was spotless; the grate and fire-irons were burnished bright, and the fire burnt clear.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6960.84I stood and warmed my numbed fingers over the blaze, then I looked round; there was no candle, but the uncertain light from the hearth showed, by intervals, papered walls, carpet, curtains, shining mahogany furniture: it was a parlour, not so spacious or splendid as the drawing-room at Gateshead, but comfortable enough.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1260.80Out of these deep surrounding shades rose high, and glared white, the piled-up mattresses and pillows of the bed, spread with a snowy Marseilles counterpane.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17500.80It was a large, stately apartment, with purple chairs and curtains, a Turkey carpet, walnut-panelled walls, one vast window rich in slanted glass, and a lofty ceiling, nobly moulded.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_77400.77All about me was spotless and bright -- scoured floor, polished grate, and well-rubbed chairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72060.77The parlour was rather a small room, very plainly furnished, yet comfortable, because clean and neat.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68460.77I could see clearly a room with a sanded floor, clean scoured; a dresser of walnut, with pewter plates ranged in rows, reflecting the redness and radiance of a glowing peat-fire.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59040.77In a room without a window, there burnt a fire guarded by a high and strong fender, and a lamp suspended from the ceiling by a chain.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30620.75Fortunately there was another entrance to the drawing-room than that through the saloon where they were all seated at dinner.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35710.73I stood on the rug and warmed my hands, which were rather cold with sitting at a distance from the drawing-room fire.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22870.73We were, as I have said, in the dining-room: the lustre, which had been lit for dinner, filled the room with a festal breadth of light; the large fire was all red and clear; the purple curtains hung rich and ample before the lofty window and loftier arch; everything was still, save the subdued chat of Adele (she dared not speak loud), and, filling up each pause, the beating of winter rain against the panes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17580.72Yet it was merely a very pretty drawing-room, and within it a boudoir, both spread with white carpets, on which seemed laid brilliant garlands of flowers; both ceiled with snowy mouldings of white grapes and vine-leaves, beneath which glowed in rich contrast crimson couches and ottomans; while the ornaments on the pale Parisian mantelpiece were of sparkling Bohemian glass, ruby red; and between the windows large mirrors repeated the general blending of snow and fire.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_1250.71A bed supported on massive pillars of mahogany, hung with curtains of deep red damask, stood out like a tabernacle in the centre; the two large windows, with their blinds always drawn down, were half shrouded in festoons and falls of similar drapery; the carpet was red; the table at the foot of the bed was covered with a crimson cloth; the walls were a soft fawn colour with a blush of pink in it; the wardrobe, the toilet-table, the chairs were of darkly polished old mahogany.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33470.70The marble basin was removed; in its place, stood a deal table and a kitchen chair: these objects were visible by a very dim light proceeding from a horn lantern, the wax candles being all extinguished.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30630.70We found the apartment vacant; a large fire burning silently on the marble hearth, and wax candles shining in bright solitude, amid the exquisite flowers with which the tables were adorned.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29720.69Thursday came: all work had been completed the previous evening; carpets were laid down, bed-hangings festooned, radiant white counterpanes spread, toilet tables arranged, furniture rubbed, flowers piled in vases: both chambers and saloons looked as fresh and bright as hands could make them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29440.65Three women were got to help; and such scrubbing, such brushing, such washing of paint and beating of carpets, such taking down and putting up of pictures, such polishing of mirrors and lustres, such lighting of fires in bedrooms, such airing of sheets and feather-beds on hearths, I never beheld, either before or since.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34630.65Mr. Mason, shivering as some one chanced to open the door, asked for more coal to be put on the fire, which had burnt out its flame, though its mass of cinder still shone hot and red.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_19750.64This ruddy shine issued from the great dining-room, whose two-leaved door stood open, and showed a genial fire in the grate, glancing on marble hearth and brass fire-irons, and revealing purple draperies and polished furniture, in the most pleasant radiance.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_92540.64She then proceeded to fill a glass with water, and place it on a tray, together with candles.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72070.64The old-fashioned chairs were very bright, and the walnut-wood table was like a looking-glass.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26270.64Tongues of flame darted round the bed: the curtains were on fire.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_630.63Go and stand by the door, out of the way of the mirror and the windows."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_20220.63Two wax candles stood lighted on the table, and two on the mantelpiece; basking in the light and heat of a superb fire, lay Pilot -- Adele knelt near him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40680.62You must open the middle drawer of my toilet-table and take out a little phial and a little glass you will find there, -- quick!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83290.61They were delighted with the renovation and decorations of their rooms; with the new drapery, and fresh carpets, and rich tinted china vases: they expressed their gratification ungrudgingly.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26140.60The head of my bed was near the door, and I thought at first the goblin-laugher stood at my bedside -- or rather, crouched by my pillow: but I rose, looked round, and could see nothing; while, as I still gazed, the unnatural sound was reiterated: and I knew it came from behind the panels.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44640.58I approached the bed; I opened the curtains and leant over the high-piled pillows.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_67110.57A pretty little house stood at the top of the lane, with a garden before it, exquisitely neat and brilliantly blooming.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13050.57Close by Miss Temple's bed, and half covered with its white curtains, there stood a little crib.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11910.57How pretty, to my eyes, did the china cups and bright teapot look, placed on the little round table near the fire!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_26340.56I heaved them up, deluged the bed and its occupant, flew back to my own room, brought my own water-jug, baptized the couch afresh, and, by God's aid, succeeded in extinguishing the flames which were devouring it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82820.56A spare parlour and bedroom I refurnished entirely, with old mahogany and crimson upholstery: I laid canvas on the passage, and carpets on the stairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68470.55I could see a clock, a white deal table, some chairs.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28510.54You should have seen the dining-room that day -- how richly it was decorated, how brilliantly lit up!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_72090.53There was no superfluous ornament in the room -- not one modern piece of furniture, save a brace of workboxes and a lady's desk in rosewood, which stood on a side-table: everything -- including the carpet and curtains -- looked at once well worn and well saved.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_27580.53"Only master had been reading in his bed last night; he fell asleep with his candle lit, and the curtains got on fire; but, fortunately, he awoke before the bed-clothes or the wood-work caught, and contrived to quench the flames with the water in the ewer."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29730.53The hall, too, was scoured; and the great carved clock, as well as the steps and banisters of the staircase, were polished to the brightness of glass; in the dining-room, the sideboard flashed resplendent with plate; in the drawing-room and boudoir, vases of exotics bloomed on all sides.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79110.53I, in my turn, scrutinised the paper; but saw nothing on it save a few dingy stains of paint where I had tried the tint in my pencil.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68480.52The candle, whose ray had been my beacon, burnt on the table; and by its light an elderly woman, somewhat rough-looking, but scrupulously clean, like all about her, was knitting a stocking.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7240.52I too rose reluctantly; it was bitter cold, and I dressed as well as I could for shivering, and washed when there was a basin at liberty, which did not occur soon, as there was but one basin to six girls, on the stands down the middle of the room.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53550.52"It would, indeed, be a relief," I thought, "if I had ever so small an independency; I never can bear being dressed like a doll by Mr. Rochester, or sitting like a second Danae with the golden shower falling daily round me.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82810.51Dark handsome new carpets and curtains, an arrangement of some carefully selected antique ornaments in porcelain and bronze, new coverings, and mirrors, and dressing-cases, for the toilet tables, answered the end: they looked fresh without being glaring.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_68580.51This scene was as silent as if all the figures had been shadows and the firelit apartment a picture: so hushed was it, I could hear the cinders fall from the grate, the clock tick in its obscure corner; and I even fancied I could distinguish the click-click of the woman's knitting-needles.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33340.51The drawing-room, as I have before observed, was raised two steps above the dining-room, and on the top of the upper step, placed a yard or two back within the room, appeared a large marble basin -- which I recognised as an ornament of the conservatory -- where it usually stood, surrounded by exotics, and tenanted by gold fish -- and whence it must have been transported with some trouble, on account of its size and weight.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39740.49I must see the light of the unsnuffed candle wane on my employment; the shadows darken on the wrought, antique tapestry round me, and grow black under the hangings of the vast old bed, and quiver strangely over the doors of a great cabinet opposite -- whose front, divided into twelve panels, bore, in grim design, the heads of the twelve apostles, each enclosed in its separate panel as in a frame; while above them at the top rose an ebon crucifix and a dying Christ.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16370.49The chamber looked such a bright little place to me as the sun shone in between the gay blue chintz window curtains, showing papered walls and a carpeted floor, so unlike the bare planks and stained plaster of Lowood, that my spirits rose at the view.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74990.49CHAPTER XXXI My home, then, when I at last find a home, -- is a cottage; a little room with whitewashed walls and a sanded floor, containing four painted chairs and a table, a clock, a cupboard, with two or three plates and dishes, and a set of tea-things in delf.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_75000.49Above, a chamber of the same dimensions as the kitchen, with a deal bedstead and chest of drawers; small, yet too large to be filled with my scanty wardrobe: though the kindness of my gentle and generous friends has increased that, by a modest stock of such things as are necessary.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_56620.49There was a light in the dressing-table, and the door of the closet, where, before going to bed, I had hung my wedding-dress and veil, stood open; I heard a rustling there.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15450.85Bessie and I conversed about old times an hour longer, and then she was obliged to leave me: I saw her again for a few minutes the next morning at Lowton, while I was waiting for the coach.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_14700.84In half-an-hour the carrier was to call for it to take it to Lowton, whither I myself was to repair at an early hour the next morning to meet the coach.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_8590.81After dinner, we immediately adjourned to the schoolroom: lessons recommenced, and were continued till five o'clock.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47150.78My journey seemed tedious -- very tedious: fifty miles one day, a night spent at an inn; fifty miles the next day.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_70440.78I took no note of the lapse of time -- of the change from morning to noon, from noon to evening.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48000.78A fortnight of dubious calm succeeded my return to Thornfield Hall.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29490.78The party were expected to arrive on Thursday afternoon, in time for dinner at six.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_15100.78"No, indeed: but I have long wanted to see you, and when I heard that there had been a letter from you, and that you were going to another part of the country, I thought I'd just set off, and get a look at you before you were quite out of my reach."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_82260.76Deep was my gratification to find I had really a place in their unsophisticated hearts: I promised them that never a week should pass in future that I did not visit them, and give them an hour's teaching in their school.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_90580.75I could find it nowhere but at the inn, and thither, ere long, I returned.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84990.75I have watched you ever since we first met: I have made you my study for ten months.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73130.75In a few days I had so far recovered my health that I could sit up all day, and walk out sometimes.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_73120.75CHAPTER XXX The more I knew of the inmates of Moor House, the better I liked them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71800.75"Gone over to Morton for a walk; but they would be back in half-an-hour to tea."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_71250.75"Some calls it Marsh End, and some calls it Moor House."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_65130.75That night I never thought to sleep; but a slumber fell on me as soon as I lay down in bed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54820.75Something had happened which I could not comprehend; no one knew of or had seen the event but myself: it had taken place the preceding night.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_46100.75Bessie was faithful; but she had her own family to mind, and could only come occasionally to the hall.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42130.75The next day Bessie was sent for home to the deathbed of her little sister.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_24610.75"Never mind, -- wait a minute: Adele is not ready to go to bed yet.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_13190.75It is past eleven o'clock: I heard it strike some minutes since."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22500.75In the mornings he seemed much engaged with business, and, in the afternoon, gentlemen from Millcote or the neighbourhood called, and sometimes stayed to dine with him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44890.73"Well, you may tell them I wish you to stay till I can talk some things over with you I have on my mind: to-night it is too late, and I have a difficulty in recalling them.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_44180.73In such conversation an hour was soon gone: Bessie restored to me my bonnet, &c., and, accompanied by her, I quitted the lodge for the hall.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_88480.72The prayer over, we took leave of him: he was to go at a very early hour in the morning.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_86580.72CHAPTER XXXV He did not leave for Cambridge the next day, as he had said he would.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_83790.72One afternoon, however, I got leave to stay at home, because I really had a cold.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_74960.72The next day I left Marsh End for Morton.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_53930.72"I never have dined with you, sir: and I see no reason why I should now: till -- " "Till what?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_43120.72"Yes, sir, he has lived ten years in the family."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42400.72He came down to Gateshead about three weeks ago and wanted missis to give up all to him.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40470.72You thought you were as dead as a herring two hours since, and you are all alive and talking now.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_4030.72November, December, and half of January passed away.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37740.72"No; he said he had known you long, and that he could take the liberty of installing himself here till you returned."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_37690.72"I had better not stay long, sir; it must be near eleven o'clock.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28330.72I am afraid," she continued, "you are not well to-day: you look flushed and feverish."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_84170.71The craving to know what had become of him followed me everywhere; when I was at Morton, I re-entered my cottage every evening to think of that; and now at Moor House, I sought my bedroom each night to brood over it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_11200.71CHAPTER VIII Ere the half-hour ended, five o'clock struck; school was dismissed, and all were gone into the refectory to tea.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_47190.70The evening arrival at the great town of -- scattered these thoughts; night gave them quite another turn: laid down on my traveller's bed, I left reminiscence for anticipation.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_27390.70During the early part of the morning, I momentarily expected his coming; he was not in the frequent habit of entering the schoolroom, but he did step in for a few minutes sometimes, and I had the impression that he was sure to visit it that day.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54690.70There was no putting off the day that advanced -- the bridal day; and all preparations for its arrival were complete.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3070.70"That's for you, nurse," said he; "you can go down; I'll give Miss Jane a lecture till you come back."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97090.70Late that night -- perhaps it might be between eleven and twelve o'clock -- ere I retired to my dreary rest, I supplicated God, that, if it seemed good to Him, I might soon be taken from this life, and admitted to that world to come, where there was still hope of rejoining Jane.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_6520.69CHAPTER V Five o'clock had hardly struck on the morning of the 19th of January, when Bessie brought a candle into my closet and found me already up and nearly dressed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_55660.69"And on my part likewise," he returned, "I have settled everything; and we shall leave Thornfield to-morrow, within half-an-hour after our return from church."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_3590.69Besides, school would be a complete change: it implied a long journey, an entire separation from Gateshead, an entrance into a new life.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33020.69Well, to-night I excuse you; but understand that so long as my visitors stay, I expect you to appear in the drawing-room every evening; it is my wish; don't neglect it.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89730.69I left Moor House at three o'clock p.m., and soon after four I stood at the foot of the sign-post of Whitcross, waiting the arrival of the coach which was to take me to distant Thornfield.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_79860.69Mrs. Reed kept the orphan ten years: whether it was happy or not with her, I cannot say, never having been told; but at the end of that time she transferred it to a place you know -- being no other than Lowood School, where you so long resided yourself.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_96880.67"The third day from this must be our wedding-day, Jane.

Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31660.75The two proud dowagers, Lady Lynn and Lady Ingram, confabulate together.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28770.75"But I wonder no wealthy nobleman or gentleman has taken a fancy to her: Mr. Rochester, for instance.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_52690.72"No: you are very well; and much improved of late; and Mr. Rochester, I daresay, is fond of you.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_16810.72"She is Mr. Rochester's ward; he commissioned me to find a governess for her.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34130.72Sir George Lynn, Colonel Dent, and Mr. Eshton discussed politics, or county affairs, or justice business.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31650.68Colonel Dent and Mr. Eshton argue on politics; their wives listen.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80120.68"Mr. Briggs intimates that the answer to his application was not from Mr. Rochester, but from a lady: it is signed 'Alice Fairfax.'"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33300.65At its termination, Colonel Dent and his party consulted in whispers for two minutes, then the Colonel called out - "Bride!"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_48050.65To so practised and indefatigable a horseman as Mr. Rochester, it would be but a morning's ride.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34370.65He bowed to Lady Ingram, as deeming her the eldest lady present.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28760.65Old Lord Ingram's estates were chiefly entailed, and the eldest son came in for everything almost."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_97620.64Mr. Rochester told me to give you and Mary this."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_61610.64You shall be Mrs. Rochester -- both virtually and nominally.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_58300.64"My name is Briggs, a solicitor of -- Street, London."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40240.64"You should not have yielded: you should have grappled with her at once," said Mr. Rochester.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_39880.64Why DID Mr. Rochester enforce this concealment?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30880.64Colonel Dent was less showy; but, I thought, more lady-like.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29080.64you revert to Mr. Rochester as a model!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_22380.60The old gentleman was fond of money, and anxious to keep the family estate together.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54730.60Mr. Rochester had himself written the direction, "Mrs. Rochester, -- Hotel, London," on each: I could not persuade myself to affix them, or to have them affixed.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59550.58Mr. Eyre mentioned the intelligence; for he knew that my client here was acquainted with a gentleman of the name of Rochester.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35470.58Meantime, Mary Ingram, Amy and Louisa Eshton, declared they dared not go alone; and yet they all wished to go.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_17830.58Mr. Rochester was Mr. Rochester in her eyes; a gentleman, a landed proprietor -- nothing more: she inquired and searched no further, and evidently wondered at my wish to gain a more definite notion of his identity.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_59630.57he inquired of Mr. Mason.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_50420.57I did not observe her at first, nor did Mr. Rochester.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_35120.57"I think I had better just look in upon her before any of the ladies go," said Colonel Dent.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_32320.57Mr. Rochester, do you second my motion?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_31710.57With whom will Blanche Ingram pair?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30820.57First, there was Mrs. Eshton and two of her daughters.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28910.57"YOU," I said, "a favourite with Mr. Rochester?
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_21270.57demanded Mr. Rochester.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_29320.57Mr. Rochester had been absent upwards of a fortnight, when the post brought Mrs. Fairfax a letter.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28490.57"There are Mrs. Eshton and her three daughters -- very elegant young ladies indeed; and there are the Honourable Blanche and Mary Ingram, most beautiful women, I suppose: indeed I have seen Blanche, six or seven years since, when she was a girl of eighteen.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_95550.55"Did Rivers spend much time with the ladies of his family?"
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_89930.55Go up to that man, and inquire if Mr. Rochester be at home."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_40050.55Mr. Rochester entered, and with him the surgeon he had been to fetch.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_36630.55"No; but I can scarcely see what Mr. Rochester has to do with the theme you had introduced."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33660.55"Now, Dent," continued Mr. Rochester, "it is your turn."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33520.55exclaimed Colonel Dent, and the charade was solved.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33310.55Mr. Rochester bowed, and the curtain fell.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_54610.55Meantime, Mr. Rochester affirmed I was wearing him to skin and bone, and threatened awful vengeance for my present conduct at some period fast coming.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_34140.54Lord Ingram flirted with Amy Eshton; Louisa played and sang to and with one of the Messrs. Lynn; and Mary Ingram listened languidly to the gallant speeches of the other.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_80310.54I should doubt his knowing anything at all about Mr. Rochester; it is not in Mr. Rochester he is interested.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_7920.54-- This portion was rebuilt A.D. -- , by Naomi Brocklehurst, of Brocklehurst Hall, in this county."
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_42650.54she inquired of Mr. Rochester; and Mr. Rochester turned to see who the "person" was.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_33150.54"Miss Ingram is mine, of course," said he: afterwards he named the two Misses Eshton, and Mrs. Dent.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_30410.54"I happened to remark to Mr. Rochester how much Adele wished to be introduced to the ladies, and he said: 'Oh!
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28020.54Mr. Rochester is an amateur of the decided and eccentric: Grace is eccentric at least.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_10220.54Yes, I was right: it was Mr. Brocklehurst, buttoned up in a surtout, and looking longer, narrower, and more rigid than ever.
Bronte_Jane_Eyre_28440.53I believe there is quite a party assembled there; Lord Ingram, Sir George Lynn, Colonel Dent, and others."