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1"It was a fairy, and come from Elf-land, it said; and its errand was to make me happy: I must go with it out of the
2common world to a lonely place--such as the moon, for instance--and it nodded its head towards her horn, rising over
3Hay-hill: it told me of the alabaster cave and silver vale where we might live. I said I should like to go; but reminded
4it, as you did me, that I had no wings to fly. "'Oh,' returned the fairy, 'that does not signify! Here is a talisman
5will remove all difficulties;' and she held out a pretty gold ring. 'Put it,' she said, 'on the fourth finger of my left
6hand, and I am yours, and you are mine; and we shall leave earth, and make our own heaven yonder.' She nodded again at
7the moon. The ring, Adèle, is in my breeches-pocket, under the disguise of a sovereign: but I mean soon to change it to
8a ring again." "But what has mademoiselle to do with it? I don't care for the fairy: you said it was mademoiselle you
9would take to the moon?" "Mademoiselle is a fairy," he said, whispering mysteriously. Whereupon I told her not to mind
10his badinage; and she, on her part, evinced a fund of genuine French scepticism: denominating Mr. Rochester "un vrai
11menteur," and assuring him that she made no account whatever of his "contes de fée," and that "du reste, il n'y avait
12pas de fées, et quand même il y en avait:" she was sure they would never appear to him, nor ever give him rings, or
13offer to live with him in the moon. The hour spent at Millcote was a somewhat harassing one to me. Mr. Rochester obliged
14me to go to a certain silk warehouse: there I was ordered to choose half-a-dozen dresses. I hated the business, I begged
15leave to defer it: no--it should be gone through with now. By dint of entreaties expressed in energetic whispers, I
16reduced the half-dozen to two: these however, he vowed he would select himself. With anxiety I watched his eye rove over
17the gay stores: he fixed on a rich silk of the most brilliant amethyst dye, and a superb pink satin. I told him in a new
18series of whispers, that he might as well buy me a gold gown and a silver bonnet at once: I should certainly never
19venture to wear his choice. With infinite difficulty, for he was stubborn as a stone, I persuaded him to make an
20exchange in favour of a sober black satin and pearl-grey silk. "It might pass for the present," he said; "but he would
21yet see me glittering like a parterre." Glad was I to get him out of the silk warehouse, and then out of a jeweller's
22shop: the more he bought me, the more my cheek burned with a sense of annoyance and degradation. As we re-entered the
23carriage, and I sat back feverish and fagged, I remembered what, in the hurry of events, dark and bright, I had wholly
24forgotten--the letter of my uncle, John Eyre, to Mrs. Reed: his intention to adopt me and make me his legatee. "It
25would, indeed, be a relief," I thought, "if I had ever so small an independency; I never can bear being dressed like a
26doll by Mr. Rochester, or sitting like a second Danae with the golden shower falling daily round me. I will write to
27Madeira the moment I get home, and tell my uncle John I am going to be married, and to whom: if I had but a prospect of
28one day bringing Mr. Rochester an accession of fortune, I could better endure to be kept by him now." And somewhat
29relieved by this idea (which I failed not to execute that day), I ventured once more to meet my master's and lover's
30eye, which most pertinaciously sought mine, though I averted both face and gaze. He smiled; and I thought his smile was
31such as a sultan might, in a blissful and fond moment, bestow on a slave his gold and gems had enriched: I crushed his
32hand, which was ever hunting mine, vigorously, and thrust it back to him red with the passionate pressure. "You need not
33look in that way," I said; "if you do, I'll wear nothing but my old Lowood frocks to the end of the chapter. I'll be
34married in this lilac gingham: you may make a dressing-gown for yourself out of the pearl-grey silk, and an infinite
35series of waistcoats out of the black satin." He chuckled; he rubbed his hands. "Oh, it is rich to see and hear her!" he
36exclaimed. "Is she original? Is she piquant? I would not exchange this one little English girl for the Grand Turk's
37whole seraglio, gazelle-eyes, houri forms, and all!" The Eastern allusion bit me again. "I'll not stand you an inch in
38the stead of a seraglio," I said; "so don't consider me an equivalent for one. If you have a fancy for anything in that
39line, away with you, sir, to the bazaars of Stamboul without delay, and lay out in extensive slave-purchases some of
40that spare cash you seem at a loss to spend satisfactorily here." "And what will you do, Janet, while I am bargaining
41for so many tons of flesh and such an assortment of black eyes?" "I'll be preparing myself to go out as a missionary to
42preach liberty to them that are enslaved--your harem inmates amongst the rest. I'll get admitted there, and I'll stir up
43mutiny; and you, three-tailed bashaw as you are, sir, shall in a trice find yourself fettered amongst our hands: nor
44will I, for one, consent to cut your bonds till you have signed a charter, the most liberal that despot ever yet
45conferred." "I would consent to be at your mercy, Jane." "I would have no mercy, Mr. Rochester, if you supplicated for
46it with an eye like that. While you looked so, I should be certain that whatever charter you might grant under coercion,
47your first act, when released, would be to violate its conditions." "Why, Jane, what would you have? I fear you will
48compel me to go through a private marriage ceremony, besides that performed at the altar. You will stipulate, I see, for
49peculiar terms--what will they be?" "I only want an easy mind, sir; not crushed by crowded obligations. Do you remember
50what you said of Céline Varens?--of the diamonds, the cashmeres you gave her? I will not be your English Céline Varens.
51I shall continue to act as Adèle's governess; by that I shall earn my board and lodging, and thirty pounds a year
52besides. I'll furnish my own wardrobe out of that money, and you shall give me nothing but--" "Well, but what?" "Your
53regard; and if I give you mine in return, that debt will be quit." "Well, for cool native impudence and pure innate
54pride, you haven't your equal," said he. We were now approaching Thornfield. "Will it please you to dine with me
55to-day?" he asked, as we re-entered the gates. "No, thank you, sir." "And what for, 'no, thank you?' if one may
56inquire." "I never have dined with you, sir: and I see no reason why I should now: till--" "Till what? You delight in
57half-phrases." "Till I can't help it." "Do you suppose I eat like an ogre or a ghoul, that you dread being the companion
58of my repast?" "I have formed no supposition on the subject, sir; but I want to go on as usual for another month." "You
59will give up your governessing slavery at once." "Indeed, begging your pardon, sir, I shall not. I shall just go on with
60it as usual. I shall keep out of your way all day, as I have been accustomed to do: you may send for me in the evening,
61when you feel disposed to see me, and I'll come then; but at no other time." "I want a smoke, Jane, or a pinch of snuff,
62to comfort me under all this, 'pour me donner une contenance,' as Adèle would say; and unfortunately I have neither my
63cigar-case, nor my snuff-box. But listen--whisper. It is your time now, little tyrant, but it will be mine presently;
64and when once I have fairly seized you, to have and to hold, I'll just--figuratively speaking--attach you to a chain
65like this" (touching his watch-guard). "Yes, bonny wee thing, I'll wear you in my bosom, lest my jewel I should tyne."
66He said this as he helped me to alight from the carriage, and while he afterwards lifted out Adèle, I entered the house,
67and made good my retreat upstairs.
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