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mystery?’ 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 sleep with Adele in the nursery?’ he asked, as I lit
my candle.

‘Yes, sir.’ ‘And there is room enough in Adele’s little bed for you.
You must share it with her to-night, Jane: it is no wonder that the
incident you have related should make you nervous, and I would
rather you did not sleep alone: promise me to go to the nursery.’ ‘I
shall be very glad to do so, sir.’ ‘And fasten the door securely on
the inside. Wake Sophie when you go upstairs, under pretence of
requesting her to rouse you in good time to-morrow; for you must
be dressed and have finished breakfast before eight. And now, no
more sombre thoughts: chase dull care away, Janet. Don’t you hear
to what soft whispers the wind has fallen? and there is no more
beating of rain against the windowpanes: look here’ (he lifted up
the curtain)- ‘it is a lovely night!’ It was. Half heaven was pure and
stainless: the clouds, now trooping before the wind, which had
shifted to the west, were filing off eastward in long, silvered
columns. The moon shone peacefully.

‘Well,’ said Mr. Rochester, gazing inquiringly into my eyes, ‘how is
my Janet now?’ ‘The night is serene, sir; and so am I.’ ‘And you
will not dream of separation and sorrow to-night; but of happy
love and blissful union.’ This prediction was but half fulfilled: I did
not indeed dream of sorrow, but as little did I dream of joy; for I
never slept at all. With little Adele in my arms, I watched the
slumber of childhood-so tranquil, so passionless, so innocent-and
waited for the coming day: all my life was awake and astir in my
frame: and as soon as the sun rose I rose too. I 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. She 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.
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