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1"Rain and wind, indeed! Yes, you are dripping like a mermaid; pull my cloak round you: but I think you are feverish,
2Jane: both your cheek and hand are burning hot. I ask again, is there anything the matter?" "Nothing now; I am neither
3afraid nor unhappy." "Then you have been both?" "Rather: but I'll tell you all about it by-and-by, sir; and I daresay
4you will only laugh at me for my pains." "I'll laugh at you heartily when to-morrow is past; till then I dare not: my
5prize is not certain. This is you, who have been as slippery as an eel this last month, and as thorny as a briar-rose? I
6could not lay a finger anywhere but I was pricked; and now I seem to have gathered up a stray lamb in my arms. You
7wandered out of the fold to seek your shepherd, did you, Jane?" "I wanted you: but don't boast. Here we are at
8Thornfield: now let me get down." He landed me on the pavement. As John took his horse, and he followed me into the
9hall, he told me to make haste and put something dry on, and then return to him in the library; and he stopped me, as I
10made for the staircase, to extort a promise that I would not be long: nor was I long; in five minutes I rejoined him. I
11found him at supper. "Take a seat and bear me company, Jane: please God, it is the last meal but one you will eat at
12Thornfield Hall for a long time." I sat down near him, but told him I could not eat. "Is it because you have the
13prospect of a journey before you, Jane? Is it the thoughts of going to London that takes away your appetite?" "I cannot
14see my prospects clearly to-night, sir; and I hardly know what thoughts I have in my head. Everything in life seems
15unreal." "Except me: I am substantial enough--touch me." "You, sir, are the most phantom-like of all: you are a mere
16dream." He held out his hand, laughing. "Is that a dream?" said he, placing it close to my eyes. He had a rounded,
17muscular, and vigorous hand, as well as a long, strong arm. "Yes; though I touch it, it is a dream," said I, as I put it
18down from before my face. "Sir, have you finished supper?" "Yes, Jane." I rang the bell and ordered away the tray. When
19we were again alone, I stirred the fire, and then took a low seat at my master's knee. "It is near midnight," I said.
20"Yes: but remember, Jane, you promised to wake with me the night before my wedding." "I did; and I will keep my promise,
21for an hour or two at least: I have no wish to go to bed." "Are all your arrangements complete?" "All, sir." "And on my
22part likewise," he returned, "I have settled everything; and we shall leave Thornfield to-morrow, within half-an-hour
23after our return from church." "Very well, sir." "With what an extraordinary smile you uttered that word--'very well,'
24Jane! What a bright spot of colour you have on each cheek! and how strangely your eyes glitter! Are you well?" "I
25believe I am." "Believe! What is the matter? Tell me what you feel." "I could not, sir: no words could tell you what I
26feel. I wish this present hour would never end: who knows with what fate the next may come charged?" "This is
27hypochondria, Jane. You have been over-excited, or over-fatigued." "Do you, sir, feel calm and happy?" "Calm?--no: but
28happy--to the heart's core." I looked up at him to read the signs of bliss in his face: it was ardent and flushed. "Give
29me your confidence, Jane," he said: "relieve your mind of any weight that oppresses it, by imparting it to me. What do
30you fear?--that I shall not prove a good husband?" "It is the idea farthest from my thoughts." "Are you apprehensive of
31the new sphere you are about to enter?--of the new life into which you are passing?" "No." "You puzzle me, Jane: your
32look and tone of sorrowful audacity perplex and pain me. I want an explanation." "Then, sir, listen. You were from home
33last night?" "I was: I know that; and you hinted a while ago at something which had happened in my absence:--nothing,
34probably, of consequence; but, in short, it has disturbed you. Let me hear it. Mrs. Fairfax has said something, perhaps?
35or you have overheard the servants talk?--your sensitive self-respect has been wounded?" "No, sir." It struck twelve--I
36waited till the time-piece had concluded its silver chime, and the clock its hoarse, vibrating stroke, and then I
37proceeded. "All day yesterday I was very busy, and very happy in my ceaseless bustle; for I am not, as you seem to
38think, troubled by any haunting fears about the new sphere, et cetera: I think it a glorious thing to have the hope of
39living with you, because I love you. No, sir, don't caress me now--let me talk undisturbed. Yesterday I trusted well in
40Providence, and believed that events were working together for your good and mine: it was a fine day, if you
41recollect--the calmness of the air and sky forbade apprehensions respecting your safety or comfort on your journey. I
42walked a little while on the pavement after tea, thinking of you; and I beheld you in imagination so near me, I scarcely
43missed your actual presence. I thought of the life that lay before me--your life, sir--an existence more expansive and
44stirring than my own: as much more so as the depths of the sea to which the brook runs are than the shallows of its own
45strait channel. I wondered why moralists call this world a dreary wilderness: for me it blossomed like a rose. Just at
46sunset, the air turned cold and the sky cloudy: I went in, Sophie called me upstairs to look at my wedding-dress, which
47they had just brought; and under it in the box I found your present--the veil which, in your princely extravagance, you
48sent for from London: resolved, I suppose, since I would not have jewels, to cheat me into accepting something as
49costly. I smiled as I unfolded it, and devised how I would tease you about your aristocratic tastes, and your efforts to
50masque your plebeian bride in the attributes of a peeress. I thought how I would carry down to you the square of
51unembroidered blond I had myself prepared as a covering for my low-born head, and ask if that was not good enough for a
52woman who could bring her husband neither fortune, beauty, nor connections. I saw plainly how you would look; and heard
53your impetuous republican answers, and your haughty disavowal of any necessity on your part to augment your wealth, or
54elevate your standing, by marrying either a purse or a coronet." "How well you read me, you witch!" interposed Mr.
55Rochester: "but what did you find in the veil besides its embroidery? Did you find poison, or a dagger, that you look so
56mournful now?"
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