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1"I am glad you are no relation of mine: I will never call you aunt again as long as I live. I will never come to see you
2when I am grown up; and if any one asks me how I liked you, and how you treated me, I will say the very thought of you
3makes me sick, and that you treated me with miserable cruelty." "How dare you affirm that, Jane Eyre?" "How dare I, Mrs.
4Reed? How dare I? Because it is the truth. You think I have no feelings, and that I can do without one bit of love or
5kindness; but I cannot live so: and you have no pity. I shall remember how you thrust me back--roughly and violently
6thrust me back--into the red-room, and locked me up there, to my dying day; though I was in agony; though I cried out,
7while suffocating with distress, 'Have mercy! Have mercy, Aunt Reed!' And that punishment you made me suffer because
8your wicked boy struck me--knocked me down for nothing. I will tell anybody who asks me questions, this exact tale.
9People think you a good woman, but you are bad, hard-hearted. You are deceitful!" How dare I, Mrs. Reed? How dare I?
10Because it is the truth Ere I had finished this reply, my soul began to expand, to exult, with the strangest sense of
11freedom, of triumph, I ever felt. It seemed as if an invisible bond had burst, and that I had struggled out into
12unhoped-for liberty. Not without cause was this sentiment: Mrs. Reed looked frightened; her work had slipped from her
13knee; she was lifting up her hands, rocking herself to and fro, and even twisting her face as if she would cry. "Jane,
14you are under a mistake: what is the matter with you? Why do you tremble so violently? Would you like to drink some
15water?" "No, Mrs. Reed." "Is there anything else you wish for, Jane? I assure you, I desire to be your friend." "Not
16you. You told Mr. Brocklehurst I had a bad character, a deceitful disposition; and I'll let everybody at Lowood know
17what you are, and what you have done." "Jane, you don't understand these things: children must be corrected for their
18faults." "Deceit is not my fault!" I cried out in a savage, high voice. "But you are passionate, Jane, that you must
19allow: and now return to the nursery--there's a dear--and lie down a little." "I am not your dear; I cannot lie down:
20send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here." "I will indeed send her to school soon," murmured Mrs. Reed
21sotto voce; and gathering up her work, she abruptly quitted the apartment. I was left there alone--winner of the field.
22It was the hardest battle I had fought, and the first victory I had gained: I stood awhile on the rug, where Mr.
23Brocklehurst had stood, and I enjoyed my conqueror's solitude. First, I smiled to myself and felt elate; but this fierce
24pleasure subsided in me as fast as did the accelerated throb of my pulses. A child cannot quarrel with its elders, as I
25had done; cannot give its furious feelings uncontrolled play, as I had given mine, without experiencing afterwards the
26pang of remorse and the chill of reaction. A ridge of lighted heath, alive, glancing, devouring, would have been a meet
27emblem of my mind when I accused and menaced Mrs. Reed: the same ridge, black and blasted after the flames are dead,
28would have represented as meetly my subsequent condition, when half-an-hour's silence and reflection had shown me the
29madness of my conduct, and the dreariness of my hated and hating position. Something of vengeance I had tasted for the
30first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me
31a sensation as if I had been poisoned. Willingly would I now have gone and asked Mrs. Reed's pardon; but I knew, partly
32from experience and partly from instinct, that was the way to make her repulse me with double scorn, thereby re-exciting
33every turbulent impulse of my nature. I would fain exercise some better faculty than that of fierce speaking; fain find
34nourishment for some less fiendish feeling than that of sombre indignation. I took a book--some Arabian tales; I sat
35down and endeavoured to read. I could make no sense of the subject; my own thoughts swam always between me and the page
36I had usually found fascinating. I opened the glass-door in the breakfast-room: the shrubbery was quite still: the black
37frost reigned, unbroken by sun or breeze, through the grounds. I covered my head and arms with the skirt of my frock,
38and went out to walk in a part of the plantation which was quite sequestrated; but I found no pleasure in the silent
39trees, the falling fir-cones, the congealed relics of autumn, russet leaves, swept by past winds in heaps, and now
40stiffened together. I leaned against a gate, and looked into an empty field where no sheep were feeding, where the short
41grass was nipped and blanched. It was a very grey day; a most opaque sky, "onding on snaw," canopied all; thence flakes
42fell at intervals, which settled on the hard path and on the hoary lea without melting. I stood, a wretched child
43enough, whispering to myself over and over again, "What shall I do?--what shall I do?" All at once I heard a clear voice
44call, "Miss Jane! where are you? Come to lunch!" It was Bessie, I knew well enough; but I did not stir; her light step
45came tripping down the path. "You naughty little thing!" she said. "Why don't you come when you are called?" Bessie's
46presence, compared with the thoughts over which I had been brooding, seemed cheerful; even though, as usual, she was
47somewhat cross. The fact is, after my conflict with and victory over Mrs. Reed, I was not disposed to care much for the
48nursemaid's transitory anger; and I was disposed to bask in her youthful lightness of heart. I just put my two arms
49round her and said, "Come, Bessie! don't scold." The action was more frank and fearless than any I was habituated to
50indulge in: somehow it pleased her. "You are a strange child, Miss Jane," she said, as she looked down at me; "a little
51roving, solitary thing: and you are going to school, I suppose?" I nodded. "And won't you be sorry to leave poor
52Bessie?" "What does Bessie care for me? She is always scolding me." "Because you're such a queer, frightened, shy little
53thing. You should be bolder." "What! to get more knocks?" "Nonsense! But you are rather put upon, that's certain. My
54mother said, when she came to see me last week, that she would not like a little one of her own to be in your
55place.--Now, come in, and I've some good news for you." "I don't think you have, Bessie." "Child! what do you mean? What
56sorrowful eyes you fix on me! Well, but Missis and the young ladies and Master John are going out to tea this afternoon,
57and you shall have tea with me. I'll ask cook to bake you a little cake, and then you shall help me to look over your
58drawers; for I am soon to pack your trunk. Missis intends you to leave Gateshead in a day or two, and you shall choose
59what toys you like to take with you." "Bessie, you must promise not to scold me any more till I go." "Well, I will; but
60mind you are a very good girl, and don't be afraid of me. Don't start when I chance to speak rather sharply; it's so
61provoking." "I don't think I shall ever be afraid of you again, Bessie, because I have got used to you, and I shall soon
62have another set of people to dread." "If you dread them they'll dislike you." "As you do, Bessie?" "I don't dislike
63you, Miss; I believe I am fonder of you than of all the others." "You don't show it." "You little sharp thing! you've
64got quite a new way of talking. What makes you so venturesome and hardy?" "Why, I shall soon be away from you, and
65besides"--I was going to say something about what had passed between me and Mrs. Reed, but on second thoughts I
66considered it better to remain silent on that head. "And so you're glad to leave me?" "Not at all, Bessie; indeed, just
67now I'm rather sorry." "Just now! and rather! How coolly my little lady says it! I dare say now if I were to ask you for
68a kiss you wouldn't give it me: you'd say you'd rather not." "I'll kiss you and welcome: bend your head down." Bessie
69stooped; we mutually embraced, and I followed her into the house quite comforted. That afternoon lapsed in peace and
70harmony; and in the evening Bessie told me some of her most enchanting stories, and sang me some of her sweetest songs.
71Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.
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