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1"Oh, don't fall back on over-modesty! I have examined Adèle, and find you have taken great pains with her: she is not
2bright, she has no talents; yet in a short time she has made much improvement." "Sir, you have now given me my 'cadeau;'
3I am obliged to you: it is the meed teachers most covet--praise of their pupils' progress." "Humph!" said Mr. Rochester,
4and he took his tea in silence. "Come to the fire," said the master, when the tray was taken away, and Mrs. Fairfax had
5settled into a corner with her knitting; while Adèle was leading me by the hand round the room, showing me the beautiful
6books and ornaments on the consoles and chiffonnières. We obeyed, as in duty bound; Adèle wanted to take a seat on my
7knee, but she was ordered to amuse herself with Pilot. "You have been resident in my house three months?" "Yes, sir."
8"And you came from--?" "From Lowood school, in ----shire." "Ah! a charitable concern. How long were you there?" "Eight
9years." "Eight years! you must be tenacious of life. I thought half the time in such a place would have done up any
10constitution! No wonder you have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face. When
11you came on me in Hay Lane last night, I thought unaccountably of fairy tales, and had half a mind to demand whether you
12had bewitched my horse: I am not sure yet. Who are your parents?" "I have none." "Nor ever had, I suppose: do you
13remember them?" "No." "I thought not. And so you were waiting for your people when you sat on that stile?" "For whom,
14sir?" "For the men in green: it was a proper moonlight evening for them. Did I break through one of your rings, that you
15spread that damned ice on the causeway?" I shook my head. "The men in green all forsook England a hundred years ago,"
16said I, speaking as seriously as he had done. "And not even in Hay Lane, or the fields about it, could you find a trace
17of them. I don't think either summer or harvest, or winter moon, will ever shine on their revels more." Mrs. Fairfax had
18dropped her knitting, and, with raised eyebrows, seemed wondering what sort of talk this was. "Well," resumed Mr.
19Rochester, "if you disown parents, you must have some sort of kinsfolk: uncles and aunts?" "No; none that I ever saw."
20"And your home?" "I have none." "Where do your brothers and sisters live?" "I have no brothers or sisters." "Who
21recommended you to come here?" "I advertised, and Mrs. Fairfax answered my advertisement." "Yes," said the good lady,
22who now knew what ground we were upon, "and I am daily thankful for the choice Providence led me to make. Miss Eyre has
23been an invaluable companion to me, and a kind and careful teacher to Adèle." "Don't trouble yourself to give her a
24character," returned Mr. Rochester: "eulogiums will not bias me; I shall judge for myself. She began by felling my
25horse." "Sir?" said Mrs. Fairfax. "I have to thank her for this sprain." The widow looked bewildered. "Miss Eyre, have
26you ever lived in a town?" "No, sir." "Have you seen much society?" "None but the pupils and teachers of Lowood, and now
27the inmates of Thornfield." "Have you read much?" "Only such books as came in my way; and they have not been numerous or
28very learned." "You have lived the life of a nun: no doubt you are well drilled in religious forms;--Brocklehurst, who I
29understand directs Lowood, is a parson, is he not?" "Yes, sir." "And you girls probably worshipped him, as a convent
30full of religieuses would worship their director." "Oh, no." "You are very cool! No! What! a novice not worship her
31priest! That sounds blasphemous." "I disliked Mr. Brocklehurst; and I was not alone in the feeling. He is a harsh man;
32at once pompous and meddling; he cut off our hair; and for economy's sake bought us bad needles and thread, with which
33we could hardly sew." "That was very false economy," remarked Mrs. Fairfax, who now again caught the drift of the
34dialogue. "And was that the head and front of his offending?" demanded Mr. Rochester. "He starved us when he had the
35sole superintendence of the provision department, before the committee was appointed; and he bored us with long lectures
36once a week, and with evening readings from books of his own inditing, about sudden deaths and judgments, which made us
37afraid to go to bed." "What age were you when you went to Lowood?" "About ten." "And you stayed there eight years: you
38are now, then, eighteen?" I assented. "Arithmetic, you see, is useful; without its aid, I should hardly have been able
39to guess your age. It is a point difficult to fix where the features and countenance are so much at variance as in your
40case. And now what did you learn at Lowood? Can you play?" "A little." "Of course: that is the established answer. Go
41into the library--I mean, if you please.--(Excuse my tone of command; I am used to say, 'Do this,' and it is done: I
42cannot alter my customary habits for one new inmate.)--Go, then, into the library; take a candle with you; leave the
43door open; sit down to the piano, and play a tune." I departed, obeying his directions. "Enough!" he called out in a few
44minutes. "You play a little, I see; like any other English school-girl; perhaps rather better than some, but not well."
45I closed the piano and returned. Mr. Rochester continued-- "Adèle showed me some sketches this morning, which she said
46were yours. I don't know whether they were entirely of your doing; probably a master aided you?" "No, indeed!" I
47interjected. "Ah! that pricks pride. Well, fetch me your portfolio, if you can vouch for its contents being original;
48but don't pass your word unless you are certain: I can recognise patchwork." "Then I will say nothing, and you shall
49judge for yourself, sir." I brought the portfolio from the library. "Approach the table," said he; and I wheeled it to
50his couch. Adèle and Mrs. Fairfax drew near to see the pictures. "No crowding," said Mr. Rochester: "take the drawings
51from my hand as I finish with them; but don't push your faces up to mine." He deliberately scrutinised each sketch and
52painting. Three he laid aside; the others, when he had examined them, he swept from him. "Take them off to the other
53table, Mrs. Fairfax," said he, "and look at them with Adèle;--you" (glancing at me) "resume your seat, and answer my
54questions. I perceive those pictures were done by one hand: was that hand yours?" "Yes." "And when did you find time to
55do them? They have taken much time, and some thought." "I did them in the last two vacations I spent at Lowood, when I
56had no other occupation." "Where did you get your copies?" "Out of my head." "That head I see now on your shoulders?"
57"Yes, sir." "Has it other furniture of the same kind within?" "I should think it may have: I should hope--better." He
58spread the pictures before him, and again surveyed them alternately. While he is so occupied, I will tell you, reader,
59what they are: and first, I must premise that they are nothing wonderful. The subjects had, indeed, risen vividly on my
60mind. As I saw them with the spiritual eye, before I attempted to embody them, they were striking; but my hand would not
61second my fancy, and in each case it had wrought out but a pale portrait of the thing I had conceived. These pictures
62were in water-colours. The first represented clouds low and livid, rolling over a swollen sea: all the distance was in
63eclipse; so, too, was the foreground; or rather, the nearest billows, for there was no land. One gleam of light lifted
64into relief a half-submerged mast, on which sat a cormorant, dark and large, with wings flecked with foam; its beak held
65a gold bracelet set with gems, that I had touched with as brilliant tints as my palette could yield, and as glittering
66distinctness as my pencil could impart. Sinking below the bird and mast, a drowned corpse glanced through the green
67water; a fair arm was the only limb clearly visible, whence the bracelet had been washed or torn.
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