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1"And your previous dreams, were they real too? Is Thornfield Hall a ruin? Am I severed from you by insuperable
2obstacles? Am I leaving you without a tear--without a kiss--without a word?" "Not yet." "Am I about to do it? Why, the
3day is already commenced which is to bind us indissolubly; and when we are once united, there shall be no recurrence of
4these mental terrors: I guarantee that." "Mental terrors, sir! I wish I could believe them to be only such: I wish it
5more now than ever; since even you cannot explain to me the mystery of that awful visitant." "And since I cannot do it,
6Jane, it must have been unreal." "But, sir, when I said so to myself on rising this morning, and when I looked round the
7room to gather courage and comfort from the cheerful aspect of each familiar object in full daylight, there--on the
8carpet--I saw what gave the distinct lie to my hypothesis,--the veil, torn from top to bottom in two halves!" I felt Mr.
9Rochester start and shudder; he hastily flung his arms round me. "Thank God!" he exclaimed, "that if anything malignant
10did come near you last night, it was only the veil that was harmed. Oh, to think what might have happened!" He drew his
11breath short, and strained me so close to him, I could scarcely pant. After some minutes' silence, he continued,
12cheerily-- "Now, Janet, I'll explain to you all about it. It was half dream, half reality. A woman did, I doubt not,
13enter your room: and that woman was--must have been--Grace Poole. You call her a strange being yourself: from all you
14know, you have reason so to call her--what did she do to me? what to Mason? In a state between sleeping and waking, you
15noticed her entrance and her actions; but feverish, almost delirious as you were, you ascribed to her a goblin
16appearance different from her own: the long dishevelled hair, the swelled black face, the exaggerated stature, were
17figments of imagination; results of nightmare: the spiteful tearing of the veil was real: and it is like her. I see you
18would ask why I keep such a woman in my house: when we have been married a year and a day, I will tell you; but not now.
19Are you satisfied, Jane? Do you accept my solution of the mystery?" I reflected, and in truth it appeared to me the only
20possible one: satisfied I was not, but to please him I endeavoured to appear so--relieved, I certainly did feel; so I
21answered him with a contented smile. And now, as it was long past one, I prepared to leave him. "Does not Sophie sleep
22with Adèle in the nursery?" he asked, as I lit my candle. "Yes, sir." "And there is room enough in Adèle's little bed
23for you. You must share it with her to-night, Jane: it is no wonder that the incident you have related should make you
24nervous, and I would rather you did not sleep alone: promise me to go to the nursery." "I shall be very glad to do so,
25sir." "And fasten the door securely on the inside. Wake Sophie when you go upstairs, under pretence of requesting her to
26rouse you in good time to-morrow; for you must be dressed and have finished breakfast before eight. And now, no more
27sombre thoughts: chase dull care away, Janet. Don't you hear to what soft whispers the wind has fallen? and there is no
28more beating of rain against the window-panes: look here" (he lifted up the curtain)--"it is a lovely night!" It was.
29Half heaven was pure and stainless: the clouds, now trooping before the wind, which had shifted to the west, were filing
30off eastward in long, silvered columns. The moon shone peacefully. "Well," said Mr. Rochester, gazing inquiringly into
31my eyes, "how is my Janet now?" "The night is serene, sir; and so am I." "And you will not dream of separation and
32sorrow to-night; but of happy love and blissful union." This prediction was but half fulfilled: I did not indeed dream
33of sorrow, but as little did I dream of joy; for I never slept at all. With little Adèle in my arms, I watched the
34slumber of childhood--so tranquil, so passionless, so innocent--and waited for the coming day: all my life was awake and
35astir in my frame: and as soon as the sun rose I rose too. I remember Adèle clung to me as I left her: I remember I
36kissed her as I loosened her little hands from my neck; and I cried over her with strange emotion, and quitted her
37because I feared my sobs would break her still sound repose. She seemed the emblem of my past life; and he, I was now to
38array myself to meet, the dread, but adored, type of my unknown future day.
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