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Mr. Rochester continued blind the first two years of our union:
perhaps it was that circumstance that drew us so very near-that
knit us so very close: for I was then his vision, as I am still his right
hand. Literally, I was (what he often called me) the apple of his
eye. He saw nature-he saw books through me; and never did I
weary of gazing for his behalf, and of putting into words the effect
of field, tree, town, river, cloud, sunbeam-of the landscape before
us; of the weather round usand impressing by sound on his ear
what light could no longer stamp on his eye.

Never did I weary of reading to him; never did I weary of
conducting him where he wished to go: of doing for him what he
wished to be done. And there was a pleasure in my services, most
full, most exquisite, even though sad-because he claimed these
services without painful shame or damping humiliation. He 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.

One morning at the end of the two years, as I was writing a letter
to his dictation, he came and bent over me, and said‘Jane, have you
a glittering ornament round your neck?’ I had a gold watch-chain: I
answered ‘Yes.’ ‘And have you a pale-blue dress on?’ I had. He
informed me then, that for some time he had fancied the obscurity
clouding one eye was becoming less dense; and that now he was
sure of it.

He and I went up to London. He had the advice of an eminent
oculist; and he eventually recovered the sight of that one eye. He
cannot now see very distinctly: he cannot read or write much; but
he can find his way without being led by the hand: the sky is no
longer a blank to him-the earth no longer a void. When his first-
born was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited
his own eyes, as they once were-large, brilliant, and black. On that
occasion, he again, with a full heart, acknowledged that God had
tempered judgment with mercy.

My Edward and I, then, are happy: and the more so, because those
we most love are happy likewise. Diana and Mary Rivers are both
married: alternately, once every year, they come to see us, and we
go to see them. Diana’s husband is a captain in the navy, a gallant
officer and a good man. Mary’s is a clergyman, a college friend of
her brother’s, and, from his attainments and principles, worthy of
the connection. Both Captain Fitzjames and Mr. Wharton love their
wives, and are loved by them.

As to St. John Rivers, he left England: he went to India. He entered
on the path he had marked for himself; he pursues it still. A more
resolute, indefatigable pioneer never wrought amidst rocks and
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