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Yes; it was to see or hear news of a friend about whom I had for some time been uneasy.
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How dare you affirm that, Jane Eyre?
Don¡¯t be alarmed, continued the strange being; she¡¯s a safe hand is Mrs. Poole: close and quiet; any one may repose confidence in her. But, as I was saying: sitting in that window-seat, do you think of nothing but your future school? Have you no present interest in any of the company who occupy the sofas and chairs before you? Is there not one face you study? one figure whose movements you follow with at least curiosity?
Yet it would be your duty to bear it, if you could not avoid it: it is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be required to bear.
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No, sir; I am content.
I hope no one is dead, I said, glancing at his black dress. He too looked down at the crape round his hat and replied?
Nothing: I covered my face with the bedclothes, and turned from her to the wall.
She paused?I did not speak: soon she resumed?
Most of the morning was spent in the open air. I led him out of the wet and wild wood into some cheerful fields: I described to him how brilliantly green they were; how the flowers and hedges looked refreshed; how sparklingly blue was the sky. I sought a seat for him in a hidden and lovely spot, a dry stump of a tree; nor did I refuse to let him, when seated, place me on his knee. Why should I, when both he and I were happier near than apart? Pilot lay beside us: all was quiet. He broke out suddenly while clasping me in his arms?
Well, said he, what are you musing about? What does that grave smile signify?
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Alas! yes: the more¡¯s the pity! Nothing could be more becoming to your complexion than that ruffian¡¯s rouge.
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