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1He went: I watched the light withdraw. He passed up the gallery very softly, unclosed the staircase door with as little
2noise as possible, shut it after him, and the last ray vanished. I was left in total darkness. I listened for some
3noise, but heard nothing. A very long time elapsed. I grew weary: it was cold, in spite of the cloak; and then I did not
4see the use of staying, as I was not to rouse the house. I was on the point of risking Mr. Rochester's displeasure by
5disobeying his orders, when the light once more gleamed dimly on the gallery wall, and I heard his unshod feet tread the
6matting. "I hope it is he," thought I, "and not something worse." He re-entered, pale and very gloomy. "I have found it
7all out," said he, setting his candle down on the washstand; "it is as I thought." "How, sir?" He made no reply, but
8stood with his arms folded, looking on the ground. At the end of a few minutes he inquired in rather a peculiar tone--
9"I forget whether you said you saw anything when you opened your chamber door." "No, sir, only the candlestick on the
10ground." "But you heard an odd laugh? You have heard that laugh before, I should think, or something like it?" "Yes,
11sir: there is a woman who sews here, called Grace Poole,--she laughs in that way. She is a singular person." "Just so.
12Grace Poole--you have guessed it. She is, as you say, singular--very. Well, I shall reflect on the subject. Meantime, I
13am glad that you are the only person, besides myself, acquainted with the precise details of to-night's incident. You
14are no talking fool: say nothing about it. I will account for this state of affairs" (pointing to the bed): "and now
15return to your own room. I shall do very well on the sofa in the library for the rest of the night. It is near four:--in
16two hours the servants will be up." "Good-night, then, sir," said I, departing. He seemed surprised--very inconsistently
17so, as he had just told me to go. "What!" he exclaimed, "are you quitting me already, and in that way?" "You said I
18might go, sir." "But not without taking leave; not without a word or two of acknowledgment and good-will: not, in short,
19in that brief, dry fashion. Why, you have saved my life!--snatched me from a horrible and excruciating death! and you
20walk past me as if we were mutual strangers! At least shake hands." He held out his hand; I gave him mine: he took it
21first in one, then in both his own. "You have saved my life: I have a pleasure in owing you so immense a debt. I cannot
22say more. Nothing else that has being would have been tolerable to me in the character of creditor for such an
23obligation: but you: it is different;--I feel your benefits no burden, Jane." He paused; gazed at me: words almost
24visible trembled on his lips,--but his voice was checked. "Good-night again, sir. There is no debt, benefit, burden,
25obligation, in the case." "I knew," he continued, "you would do me good in some way, at some time;--I saw it in your
26eyes when I first beheld you: their expression and smile did not"--(again he stopped)--"did not" (he proceeded hastily)
27"strike delight to my very inmost heart so for nothing. People talk of natural sympathies; I have heard of good genii:
28there are grains of truth in the wildest fable. My cherished preserver, good-night!" Strange energy was in his voice,
29strange fire in his look. "I am glad I happened to be awake," I said: and then I was going. "What! you will go?" "I am
30cold, sir." "Cold? Yes,--and standing in a pool! Go, then, Jane; go!" But he still retained my hand, and I could not
31free it. I bethought myself of an expedient. "I think I hear Mrs. Fairfax move, sir," said I. "Well, leave me:" he
32relaxed his fingers, and I was gone. I regained my couch, but never thought of sleep. Till morning dawned I was tossed
33on a buoyant but unquiet sea, where billows of trouble rolled under surges of joy. I thought sometimes I saw beyond its
34wild waters a shore, sweet as the hills of Beulah; and now and then a freshening gale, wakened by hope, bore my spirit
35triumphantly towards the bourne: but I could not reach it, even in fancy--a counteracting breeze blew off land, and
36continually drove me back. Sense would resist delirium: judgment would warn passion. Too feverish to rest, I rose as
37soon as day dawned.
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