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1Still I did not answer, and still I writhed myself from his grasp: for I was still incredulous. "Do you doubt me, Jane?"
2"Entirely." "You have no faith in me?" "Not a whit." "Am I a liar in your eyes?" he asked passionately. "Little sceptic,
3you shall be convinced. What love have I for Miss Ingram? None: and that you know. What love has she for me? None: as I
4have taken pains to prove: I caused a rumour to reach her that my fortune was not a third of what was supposed, and
5after that I presented myself to see the result; it was coldness both from her and her mother. I would not--I could
6not--marry Miss Ingram. You--you strange, you almost unearthly thing!--I love as my own flesh. You--poor and obscure,
7and small and plain as you are--I entreat to accept me as a husband." "What, me!" I ejaculated, beginning in his
8earnestness--and especially in his incivility--to credit his sincerity: "me who have not a friend in the world but
9you--if you are my friend: not a shilling but what you have given me?" "You, Jane, I must have you for my own--entirely
10my own. Will you be mine? Say yes, quickly." "Mr. Rochester, let me look at your face: turn to the moonlight." "Why?"
11"Because I want to read your countenance--turn!" "There! you will find it scarcely more legible than a crumpled,
12scratched page. Read on: only make haste, for I suffer." His face was very much agitated and very much flushed, and
13there were strong workings in the features, and strange gleams in the eyes. "Oh, Jane, you torture me!" he exclaimed.
14"With that searching and yet faithful and generous look, you torture me!" "How can I do that? If you are true, and your
15offer real, my only feelings to you must be gratitude and devotion--they cannot torture." "Gratitude!" he ejaculated;
16and added wildly--"Jane accept me quickly. Say, Edward--give me my name--Edward--I will marry you." "Are you in earnest?
17Do you truly love me? Do you sincerely wish me to be your wife?" "I do; and if an oath is necessary to satisfy you, I
18swear it." "Then, sir, I will marry you." "Edward--my little wife!" "Dear Edward!" "Come to me--come to me entirely
19now," said he; and added, in his deepest tone, speaking in my ear as his cheek was laid on mine, "Make my happiness--I
20will make yours." "God pardon me!" he subjoined ere long; "and man meddle not with me: I have her, and will hold her."
21"There is no one to meddle, sir. I have no kindred to interfere." "No--that is the best of it," he said. And if I had
22loved him less I should have thought his accent and look of exultation savage; but, sitting by him, roused from the
23nightmare of parting--called to the paradise of union--I thought only of the bliss given me to drink in so abundant a
24flow. Again and again he said, "Are you happy, Jane?" And again and again I answered, "Yes." After which he murmured,
25"It will atone--it will atone. Have I not found her friendless, and cold, and comfortless? Will I not guard, and
26cherish, and solace her? Is there not love in my heart, and constancy in my resolves? It will expiate at God's tribunal.
27I know my Maker sanctions what I do. For the world's judgment--I wash my hands thereof. For man's opinion--I defy it."
28But what had befallen the night? The moon was not yet set, and we were all in shadow: I could scarcely see my master's
29face, near as I was. And what ailed the chestnut tree? it writhed and groaned; while wind roared in the laurel walk, and
30came sweeping over us. "We must go in," said Mr. Rochester: "the weather changes. I could have sat with thee till
31morning, Jane." "And so," thought I, "could I with you." I should have said so, perhaps, but a livid, vivid spark leapt
32out of a cloud at which I was looking, and there was a crack, a crash, and a close rattling peal; and I thought only of
33hiding my dazzled eyes against Mr. Rochester's shoulder. The rain rushed down. He hurried me up the walk, through the
34grounds, and into the house; but we were quite wet before we could pass the threshold. He was taking off my shawl in the
35hall, and shaking the water out of my loosened hair, when Mrs. Fairfax emerged from her room. I did not observe her at
36first, nor did Mr. Rochester. The lamp was lit. The clock was on the stroke of twelve. "Hasten to take off your wet
37things," said he; "and before you go, good-night--good-night, my darling!" He kissed me repeatedly. When I looked up, on
38leaving his arms, there stood the widow, pale, grave, and amazed. I only smiled at her, and ran upstairs. "Explanation
39will do for another time," thought I. Still, when I reached my chamber, I felt a pang at the idea she should even
40temporarily misconstrue what she had seen. But joy soon effaced every other feeling; and loud as the wind blew, near and
41deep as the thunder crashed, fierce and frequent as the lightning gleamed, cataract-like as the rain fell during a storm
42of two hours' duration, I experienced no fear and little awe. Mr. Rochester came thrice to my door in the course of it,
43to ask if I was safe and tranquil: and that was comfort, that was strength for anything. Before I left my bed in the
44morning, little Adèle came running in to tell me that the great horse-chestnut at the bottom of the orchard had been
45struck by lightning in the night, and half of it split away.
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