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‘Now, Jane, why don’t you say ‘Well, sir?’ I have not done. You are looking grave. You disapprove of me still, I see. But let me come to the point. Last January, rid of all mistresses—in a harsh, bitter frame of mind, the result of a useless, roving, lonely life— corroded with disappointment, sourly disposed […]

‘Yet I could not live alone; so I tried the companionship of mistresses. The first I chose was Celine Varens—another of those steps which make a man spurn himself when he recalls them. You already know what she was, and how my liaison with her terminated. She had two successors: an Italian, Giacinta, and a […]

‘And what, sir,’ I asked, while he paused, ‘did you do when you had settled her here? Where did you go?’ ‘What did I do, Jane? I transformed myself into a will-o’the-wisp. Where did I go? I pursued wanderings as wild as those of the March- spirit. I sought the Continent, and went devious through […]

‘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. I then framed and fixed a resolution. While I walked under the dripping orange-trees of my wet garden, and amongst its drenched pomegranates and pine-apples, and while the refulgent […]

‘Now, sir, proceed; what did you do when you found she was mad?’ ‘Jane, I approached the verge of despair; a remnant of selfrespect was all that intervened between me and the gulf. In the eyes of the world, I was doubtless covered with grimy dishonour; but I resolved to be clean in my own […]

‘My bride’s mother I had never seen: I understood she was dead. The honeymoon over, I learned my mistake; she was only mad, and shut up in a lunatic asylum. There was a younger brother, too—a complete dumb idiot. The elder one, whom you have seen (and whom I cannot hate, whilst I abhor all […]

‘I must leave Adele and Thornfield. I must part with you for my whole life: I must begin a new existence among strange faces and strange scenes.’ ‘Of course: I told you you should. I pass over the madness about parting from me. You mean you must become a part of me. As to the […]