I reflected, and in truth it appeared to me the only possible one: satisfied I was not, but to please him I endeavoured to appear so— relieved, I certainly did feel; so I answered him with a contented smile. And now, as it was long past one, I prepared to leave him. ‘Does not Sophie […]
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‘Afterwards?’ ‘It drew aside the window-curtain and looked out; perhaps it saw dawn approaching, for, taking the candle, it retreated to the door. Just at my bedside, the figure stopped: the fiery eyes glared upon me—she thrust up her candle close to my face, and extinguished it under my eyes. I was aware her lurid […]
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‘Now, Jane, that is all.’ ‘All the preface, sir; the tale is yet to come. On waking, a gleam dazzled my eyes; I thought—Oh, it is daylight! But I was mistaken; it was only candlelight. Sophie, I supposed, had come in. There was a light in the dressing-table, and the door of the closet, where, […]
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‘And these dreams weigh on your spirits now, Jane, when I am close to you? Little nervous subject! Forget visionary woe, and think only of real happiness! You say you love me, Janet: yes—I will not forget that; and you cannot deny it. THOSE words did not die inarticulate on your lips. I heard them […]
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‘Take a seat and bear me company, Jane: please God, it is the last meal but one you will eat at Thornfield Hall for a long time.’ I sat down near him, but told him I could not eat. ‘Is it because you have the prospect of a journey before you, Jane? Is it the […]
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‘I wish he would come! I wish he would come!’ I exclaimed, seized with hypochondriac foreboding. I had expected his arrival before tea; now it was dark: what could keep him? Had an accident happened? The event of last night again recurred to me. I interpreted it as a warning of disaster. I feared my […]
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It was not without a certain wild pleasure I ran before the wind, delivering my trouble of mind to the measureless air-torrent thundering through space. Descending the laurel walk, I faced the wreck of the chestnut-tree; it stood up black and riven: the trunk, split down the centre, gasped ghastly. The cloven halves were not […]
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From less to more, I worked him up to considerable irritation; then, after he had retired, in dudgeon, quite to the other end of the room, I got up, and saying, ‘I wish you good-night, sir,’ in my natural and wonted respectful manner, I slipped out by the side-door and got away. The system thus […]
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I care not in this moment sweet,Though all I have rushed o’erShould 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. My love has placed her little handWith noble faith in mine,And vowed that wedlock’s sacred bandOur nature […]
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Une restriction On risquerait fort de se tromper si l’on concluait de là que monseigneur Bienvenu fût « un évêque philosophe » ou « un curé patriote ». Sa rencontre, ce qu’on pourrait presque appeler sa conjonction avec le conventionnel G., lui laissa une sorte d’étonnement qui le rendit plus doux encore. Voilà tout. Quoique […]
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