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1Had Grace been young and handsome, I should have been tempted to think that tenderer feelings than prudence or fear
2influenced Mr. Rochester in her behalf; but, hard-favoured and matronly as she was, the idea could not be admitted.
3"Yet," I reflected, "she has been young once; her youth would be contemporary with her master's: Mrs. Fairfax told me
4once, she had lived here many years. I don't think she can ever have been pretty; but, for aught I know, she may possess
5originality and strength of character to compensate for the want of personal advantages. Mr. Rochester is an amateur of
6the decided and eccentric: Grace is eccentric at least. What if a former caprice (a freak very possible to a nature so
7sudden and headstrong as his) has delivered him into her power, and she now exercises over his actions a secret
8influence, the result of his own indiscretion, which he cannot shake off, and dare not disregard?" But, having reached
9this point of conjecture, Mrs. Poole's square, flat figure, and uncomely, dry, even coarse face, recurred so distinctly
10to my mind's eye, that I thought, "No; impossible! my supposition cannot be correct. Yet," suggested the secret voice
11which talks to us in our own hearts, "you are not beautiful either, and perhaps Mr. Rochester approves you: at any rate,
12you have often felt as if he did; and last night--remember his words; remember his look; remember his voice!" I well
13remembered all; language, glance, and tone seemed at the moment vividly renewed. I was now in the schoolroom; Adèle was
14drawing; I bent over her and directed her pencil. She looked up with a sort of start. "Qu'avez-vous, mademoiselle?" said
15she. "Vos doigts tremblent comme la feuille, et vos joues sont rouges: mais, rouges comme des cerises!" "I am hot,
16Adèle, with stooping!" She went on sketching; I went on thinking. I hastened to drive from my mind the hateful notion I
17had been conceiving respecting Grace Poole; it disgusted me. I compared myself with her, and found we were different.
18Bessie Leaven had said I was quite a lady; and she spoke truth--I was a lady. And now I looked much better than I did
19when Bessie saw me; I had more colour and more flesh, more life, more vivacity, because I had brighter hopes and keener
20enjoyments. "Evening approaches," said I, as I looked towards the window. "I have never heard Mr. Rochester's voice or
21step in the house to-day; but surely I shall see him before night: I feared the meeting in the morning; now I desire it,
22because expectation has been so long baffled that it is grown impatient." When dusk actually closed, and when Adèle left
23me to go and play in the nursery with Sophie, I did most keenly desire it. I listened for the bell to ring below; I
24listened for Leah coming up with a message; I fancied sometimes I heard Mr. Rochester's own tread, and I turned to the
25door, expecting it to open and admit him. The door remained shut; darkness only came in through the window. Still it was
26not late; he often sent for me at seven and eight o'clock, and it was yet but six. Surely I should not be wholly
27disappointed to-night, when I had so many things to say to him! I wanted again to introduce the subject of Grace Poole,
28and to hear what he would answer; I wanted to ask him plainly if he really believed it was she who had made last night's
29hideous attempt; and if so, why he kept her wickedness a secret. It little mattered whether my curiosity irritated him;
30I knew the pleasure of vexing and soothing him by turns; it was one I chiefly delighted in, and a sure instinct always
31prevented me from going too far; beyond the verge of provocation I never ventured; on the extreme brink I liked well to
32try my skill. Retaining every minute form of respect, every propriety of my station, I could still meet him in argument
33without fear or uneasy restraint; this suited both him and me. A tread creaked on the stairs at last. Leah made her
34appearance; but it was only to intimate that tea was ready in Mrs. Fairfax's room. Thither I repaired, glad at least to
35go downstairs; for that brought me, I imagined, nearer to Mr. Rochester's presence. "You must want your tea," said the
36good lady, as I joined her; "you ate so little at dinner. I am afraid," she continued, "you are not well to-day: you
37look flushed and feverish." "Oh, quite well! I never felt better." "Then you must prove it by evincing a good appetite;
38will you fill the teapot while I knit off this needle?" Having completed her task, she rose to draw down the blind,
39which she had hitherto kept up, by way, I suppose, of making the most of daylight, though dusk was now fast deepening
40into total obscurity. "It is fair to-night," said she, as she looked through the panes, "though not starlight; Mr.
41Rochester has, on the whole, had a favourable day for his journey." "Journey!--Is Mr. Rochester gone anywhere? I did not
42know he was out." "Oh, he set off the moment he had breakfasted! He is gone to the Leas, Mr. Eshton's place, ten miles
43on the other side Millcote. I believe there is quite a party assembled there; Lord Ingram, Sir George Lynn, Colonel
44Dent, and others." "Do you expect him back to-night?" "No--nor to-morrow either; I should think he is very likely to
45stay a week or more: when these fine, fashionable people get together, they are so surrounded by elegance and gaiety, so
46well provided with all that can please and entertain, they are in no hurry to separate. Gentlemen especially are often
47in request on such occasions; and Mr. Rochester is so talented and so lively in society, that I believe he is a general
48favourite: the ladies are very fond of him; though you would not think his appearance calculated to recommend him
49particularly in their eyes: but I suppose his acquirements and abilities, perhaps his wealth and good blood, make amends
50for any little fault of look." "Are there ladies at the Leas?" "There are Mrs. Eshton and her three daughters--very
51elegant young ladies indeed; and there are the Honourable Blanche and Mary Ingram, most beautiful women, I suppose:
52indeed I have seen Blanche, six or seven years since, when she was a girl of eighteen. She came here to a Christmas ball
53and party Mr. Rochester gave. You should have seen the dining-room that day--how richly it was decorated, how
54brilliantly lit up! I should think there were fifty ladies and gentlemen present--all of the first county families; and
55Miss Ingram was considered the belle of the evening." "You saw her, you say, Mrs. Fairfax: what was she like?" "Yes, I
56saw her. The dining-room doors were thrown open; and, as it was Christmas-time, the servants were allowed to assemble in
57the hall, to hear some of the ladies sing and play. Mr. Rochester would have me to come in, and I sat down in a quiet
58corner and watched them. I never saw a more splendid scene: the ladies were magnificently dressed; most of them--at
59least most of the younger ones--looked handsome; but Miss Ingram was certainly the queen." "And what was she like?"
60"Tall, fine bust, sloping shoulders; long, graceful neck: olive complexion, dark and clear; noble features; eyes rather
61like Mr. Rochester's: large and black, and as brilliant as her jewels. And then she had such a fine head of hair;
62raven-black and so becomingly arranged: a crown of thick plaits behind, and in front the longest, the glossiest curls I
63ever saw. She was dressed in pure white; an amber-coloured scarf was passed over her shoulder and across her breast,
64tied at the side, and descending in long, fringed ends below her knee. She wore an amber-coloured flower, too, in her
65hair: it contrasted well with the jetty mass of her curls." "She was greatly admired, of course?" "Yes, indeed: and not
66only for her beauty, but for her accomplishments. She was one of the ladies who sang: a gentleman accompanied her on the
67piano. She and Mr. Rochester sang a duet." "Mr. Rochester? I was not aware he could sing." "Oh! he has a fine bass
68voice, and an excellent taste for music." "And Miss Ingram: what sort of a voice had she?" "A very rich and powerful
69one: she sang delightfully; it was a treat to listen to her;--and she played afterwards. I am no judge of music, but Mr.
70Rochester is; and I heard him say her execution was remarkably good." "And this beautiful and accomplished lady, she is
71not yet married?"
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