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But don¡¯t pull me down or strangle me, he replied: for the Misses Eshton were clinging about him now; and the two dowagers, in vast white wrappers, were bearing down on him like ships in full sail.
Is that your mistress, nurse? asked Mr. Lloyd. I should like to speak to her before I go.
Happen an hour and a half.
I took it from her hand: she pointed me out the parlour door. The tray shook as I held it; the water spilt from the glass; my heart struck my ribs loud and fast. Mary opened the door for me, and shut it behind me.
Indeed! Then she is not your daughter?
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What would Uncle Reed say to you, if he were alive? was my scarcely voluntary demand. I say scarcely voluntary, for it seemed as if my tongue pronounced words without my will consenting to their utterance: something spoke out of me over which I had no control.
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I am attached to it, indeed.
Amidst all this, I had to listen as well as watch: to listen for the movements of the wild beast or the fiend in yonder side den. But since Mr. Rochester¡¯s visit it seemed spellbound: all the night I heard but three sounds at three long intervals,?a step creak, a momentary renewal of the snarling, canine noise, and a deep human groan.
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Clouds there are none, and clear stars beam mild,
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As he was returning the box to his waistcoat pocket, a loud bell rang for the servants¡¯ dinner; he knew what it was. That¡¯s for you, nurse, said he; you can go down; I¡¯ll give Miss Jane a lecture till you come back.
Yes?to Ireland. I have spoken my mind, and can go anywhere now.
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This, par parenth?se, will be thought cool language by persons who entertain solemn doctrines about the angelic nature of children, and the duty of those charged with their education to conceive for them an idolatrous devotion: but I am not writing to flatter parental egotism, to echo cant, or prop up humbug; I am merely telling the truth. I felt a conscientious solicitude for Ad?le¡¯s welfare and progress, and a quiet liking for her little self: just as I cherished towards Mrs. Fairfax a thankfulness for her kindness, and a pleasure in her society proportionate to the tranquil regard she had for me, and the moderation of her mind and character.
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