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Impossible to forget this night!
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This was a demoniac laugh?low, suppressed, and deep?uttered, as it seemed, at the very keyhole of my chamber door. The head of my bed was near the door, and I thought at first the goblin-laugher stood at my bedside?or rather, crouched by my pillow: but I rose, looked round, and could see nothing; while, as I still gazed, the unnatural sound was reiterated: and I knew it came from behind the panels. My first impulse was to rise and fasten the bolt; my next, again to cry out, Who is there?
Beside the crag the heath was very deep: when I lay down my feet were buried in it; rising high on each side, it left only a narrow space for the night-air to invade. I folded my shawl double, and spread it over me for a coverlet; a low, mossy swell was my pillow. Thus lodged, I was not, at least?at the commencement of the night, cold.
You will change your mind, I hope, when you grow older: as yet you are but a little untaught girl.
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Then you will degenerate still more, sir.
I did run; I brought the candle which still remained in the gallery. He took it from my hand, held it up, and surveyed the bed, all blackened and scorched, the sheets drenched, the carpet round swimming in water.
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I don¡¯t care about being married.
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Now I am sure you can get on your feet, he said?try.
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Family troubles, for one thing.
This spectacle of another¡¯s suffering and sacrifice rapt my thoughts from exclusive meditation on my own. Diana Rivers had designated her brother inexorable as death. She had not exaggerated.
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Was anybody stirring below when you went down, Jane? inquired Mr. Rochester presently.
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