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1"Ah, the governess!" he repeated; "deuce take me, if I had not forgotten! The governess!" and again my raiment underwent
2scrutiny. In two minutes he rose from the stile: his face expressed pain when he tried to move. "I cannot commission you
3to fetch help," he said; "but you may help me a little yourself, if you will be so kind." "Yes, sir." "You have not an
4umbrella that I can use as a stick?" "No." "Try to get hold of my horse's bridle and lead him to me: you are not
5afraid?" I should have been afraid to touch a horse when alone, but when told to do it, I was disposed to obey. I put
6down my muff on the stile, and went up to the tall steed; I endeavoured to catch the bridle, but it was a spirited
7thing, and would not let me come near its head; I made effort on effort, though in vain: meantime, I was mortally afraid
8of its trampling fore-feet. The traveller waited and watched for some time, and at last he laughed. I was mortally
9afraid of its trampling forefeet "I see," he said, "the mountain will never be brought to Mahomet, so all you can do is
10to aid Mahomet to go to the mountain; I must beg of you to come here." I came. "Excuse me," he continued: "necessity
11compels me to make you useful." He laid a heavy hand on my shoulder, and leaning on me with some stress, limped to his
12horse. Having once caught the bridle, he mastered it directly and sprang to his saddle; grimacing grimly as he made the
13effort, for it wrenched his sprain. "Now," said he, releasing his under lip from a hard bite, "just hand me my whip; it
14lies there under the hedge." I sought it and found it. "Thank you; now make haste with the letter to Hay, and return as
15fast as you can." A touch of a spurred heel made his horse first start and rear, and then bound away; the dog rushed in
16his traces; all three vanished, "Like heath that, in the wilderness, The wild wind whirls away." I took up my muff and
17walked on. The incident had occurred and was gone for me: it was an incident of no moment, no romance, no interest in a
18sense; yet it marked with change one single hour of a monotonous life. My help had been needed and claimed; I had given
19it: I was pleased to have done something; trivial, transitory though the deed was, it was yet an active thing, and I was
20weary of an existence all passive. The new face, too, was like a new picture introduced to the gallery of memory; and it
21was dissimilar to all the others hanging there: firstly, because it was masculine; and, secondly, because it was dark,
22strong, and stern. I had it still before me when I entered Hay, and slipped the letter into the post-office; I saw it as
23I walked fast down-hill all the way home. When I came to the stile, I stopped a minute, looked round and listened, with
24an idea that a horse's hoofs might ring on the causeway again, and that a rider in a cloak, and a Gytrash-like
25Newfoundland dog, might be again apparent: I saw only the hedge and a pollard willow before me, rising up still and
26straight to meet the moonbeams; I heard only the faintest waft of wind roaming fitful among the trees round Thornfield,
27a mile distant; and when I glanced down in the direction of the murmur, my eye, traversing the hall-front, caught a
28light kindling in a window: it reminded me that I was late, and I hurried on. I did not like re-entering Thornfield. To
29pass its threshold was to return to stagnation; to cross the silent hall, to ascend the darksome staircase, to seek my
30own lonely little room, and then to meet tranquil Mrs. Fairfax, and spend the long winter evening with her, and her
31only, was to quell wholly the faint excitement wakened by my walk,--to slip again over my faculties the viewless fetters
32of an uniform and too still existence; of an existence whose very privileges of security and ease I was becoming
33incapable of appreciating. What good it would have done me at that time to have been tossed in the storms of an
34uncertain struggling life, and to have been taught by rough and bitter experience to long for the calm amidst which I
35now repined! Yes, just as much good as it would do a man tired of sitting still in a "too easy chair" to take a long
36walk: and just as natural was the wish to stir, under my circumstances, as it would be under his. I lingered at the
37gates; I lingered on the lawn; I paced backwards and forwards on the pavement; the shutters of the glass door were
38closed; I could not see into the interior; and both my eyes and spirit seemed drawn from the gloomy house--from the grey
39hollow filled with rayless cells, as it appeared to me--to that sky expanded before me,--a blue sea absolved from taint
40of cloud; the moon ascending it in solemn march; her orb seeming to look up as she left the hill-tops, from behind which
41she had come, far and farther below her, and aspired to the zenith, midnight dark in its fathomless depth and
42measureless distance; and for those trembling stars that followed her course; they made my heart tremble, my veins glow
43when I viewed them. Little things recall us to earth; the clock struck in the hall; that sufficed; I turned from moon
44and stars, opened a side-door, and went in. The hall was not dark, nor yet was it lit, only by the high-hung bronze
45lamp; a warm glow suffused both it and the lower steps of the oak staircase. This ruddy shine issued from the great
46dining-room, whose two-leaved door stood open, and showed a genial fire in the grate, glancing on marble hearth and
47brass fire-irons, and revealing purple draperies and polished furniture, in the most pleasant radiance. It revealed,
48too, a group near the mantelpiece: I had scarcely caught it, and scarcely become aware of a cheerful mingling of voices,
49amongst which I seemed to distinguish the tones of Adèle, when the door closed. I hastened to Mrs. Fairfax's room; there
50was a fire there too, but no candle, and no Mrs. Fairfax. Instead, all alone, sitting upright on the rug, and gazing
51with gravity at the blaze, I beheld a great black and white long-haired dog, just like the Gytrash of the lane. It was
52so like it that I went forward and said--"Pilot," and the thing got up and came to me and snuffed me. I caressed him,
53and he wagged his great tail; but he looked an eerie creature to be alone with, and I could not tell whence he had come.
54I rang the bell, for I wanted a candle; and I wanted, too, to get an account of this visitant. Leah entered. "What dog
55is this?" "He came with master." "With whom?" "With master--Mr. Rochester--he is just arrived." "Indeed! and is Mrs.
56Fairfax with him?" "Yes, and Miss Adèle; they are in the dining-room, and John is gone for a surgeon; for master has had
57an accident; his horse fell and his ankle is sprained." "Did the horse fall in Hay Lane?" "Yes, coming down-hill; it
58slipped on some ice." "Ah! Bring me a candle will you Leah?" Leah brought it; she entered, followed by Mrs. Fairfax, who
59repeated the news; adding that Mr. Carter the surgeon was come, and was now with Mr. Rochester: then she hurried out to
60give orders about tea, and I went upstairs to take off my things.
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