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That head I see now on your shoulders?
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If you think so, you must have a strange opinion of me; you must regard me as a plotting profligate?a base and low rake who has been simulating disinterested love in order to draw you into a snare deliberately laid, and strip you of honour and rob you of self-respect. What do you say to that? I see you can say nothing in the first place, you are faint still, and have enough to do to draw your breath; in the second place, you cannot yet accustom yourself to accuse and revile me, and besides, the flood-gates of tears are opened, and they would rush out if you spoke much; and you have no desire to expostulate, to upbraid, to make a scene: you are thinking how to act?talking you consider is of no use. I know you?I am on my guard.
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Here is Miss Eyre, sir, said Mrs. Fairfax, in her quiet way. He bowed, still not taking his eyes from the group of the dog and child.
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Yes, sir, but that is long ago; and when her circumstances were very different: I could not be easy to neglect her wishes now.
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I could not tell: nothing answered me; I then ordered my brain to find a response, and quickly. It worked and worked faster: I felt the pulses throb in my head and temples; but for nearly an hour it worked in chaos; and no result came of its efforts. Feverish with vain labour, I got up and took a turn in the room; undrew the curtain, noted a star or two, shivered with cold, and again crept to bed.
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While I paced softly on, the last sound I expected to hear in so still a region, a laugh, struck my ear. It was a curious laugh; distinct, formal, mirthless. I stopped: the sound ceased, only for an instant; it began again, louder: for at first, though distinct, it was very low. It passed off in a clamorous peal that seemed to wake an echo in every lonely chamber; though it originated but in one, and I could have pointed out the door whence the accents issued.
Almost desperate, I asked for half a cake; she again refused. How could she tell where I had got the handkerchief? she said.
Her name is Reed, sir?Mrs. Reed.
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No, that will do: but after your mama went to the Holy Virgin, as you say, with whom did you live then?
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I am very well here.
With earliest day, I was up: I had my advertisement written, enclosed, and directed before the bell rang to rouse the school; it ran thus:?
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