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Their visit was not so still as Miss Ingram¡¯s had been: we heard hysterical giggling and little shrieks proceeding from the library; and at the end of about twenty minutes they burst the door open, and came running across the hall, as if they were half-scared out of their wits.
Again the surprised expression crossed his face. He had not imagined that a woman would dare to speak so to a man. For me, I felt at home in this sort of discourse. I could never rest in communication with strong, discreet, and refined minds, whether male or female, till I had passed the outworks of conventional reserve, and crossed the threshold of confidence, and won a place by their heart¡¯s very hearthstone.
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Commands from Miss Ingram¡¯s lips would put spirit into a mug of milk and water.
The servants sleep so far off, you know, Miss, they would not be likely to hear. Mrs. Fairfax¡¯s room and yours are the nearest to master¡¯s; but Mrs. Fairfax said she heard nothing: when people get elderly, they often sleep heavy. She paused, and then added, with a sort of assumed indifference, but still in a marked and significant tone?But you are young, Miss; and I should say a light sleeper: perhaps you may have heard a noise?
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In the name of all the elves in Christendom, is that Jane Eyre? he demanded. What have you done with me, witch, sorceress? Who is in the room besides you? Have you plotted to drown me?
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Oh, you are indeed there, my skylark! Come to me. You are not gone: not vanished? I heard one of your kind an hour ago, singing high over the wood: but its song had no music for me, any more than the rising sun had rays. All the melody on earth is concentrated in my Jane¡¯s tongue to my ear (I am glad it is not naturally a silent one): all the sunshine I can feel is in her presence.
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But he was already in the passage, putting on his cloak; and without one objection, one murmur, he departed. It was then nine o¡¯clock: he did not return till midnight. Starved and tired enough he was: but he looked happier than when he set out. He had performed an act of duty; made an exertion; felt his own strength to do and deny, and was on better terms with himself.
How do you know??you never tried it. How very serious?how very solemn you look: and you are as ignorant of the matter as this cameo head (taking one from the mantelpiece). You have no right to preach to me, you neophyte, that have not passed the porch of life, and are absolutely unacquainted with its mysteries.
I answered him by assuming it: to refuse would, I felt, have been unwise.
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I was absorbed, sir: yes, and I was happy. To paint them, in short, was to enjoy one of the keenest pleasures I have ever known.
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