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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
.
"
Let
Miss
Eyre
be
seated
,
"
said
he
:
and
there
was
something
in
the
forced
stiff
bow
,
in
the
impatient
yet
formal
tone
,
which
seemed
further
to
express
,
"
What
the
deuce
is
it
to
me
whether
Miss
Eyre
be
there
or
not
?
At
this
moment
I
am
not
disposed
to
accost
her
.
"
I
sat
down
quite
disembarrassed
.
A
reception
of
finished
politeness
would
probably
have
confused
me
:
I
could
not
have
returned
or
repaid
it
by
answering
grace
and
elegance
on
my
part
;
but
harsh
caprice
laid
me
under
no
obligation
;
on
the
contrary
,
a
decent
quiescence
,
under
the
freak
of
manner
,
gave
me
the
advantage
.
Besides
,
the
eccentricity
of
the
proceeding
was
piquant
:
I
felt
interested
to
see
how
he
would
go
on
.
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He
went
on
as
a
statue
would
,
that
is
,
he
neither
spoke
nor
moved
.
Mrs.
Fairfax
seemed
to
think
it
necessary
that
some
one
should
be
amiable
,
and
she
began
to
talk
.
Kindly
,
as
usual
--
and
,
as
usual
,
rather
trite
--
she
condoled
with
him
on
the
pressure
of
business
he
had
had
all
day
;
on
the
annoyance
it
must
have
been
to
him
with
that
painful
sprain
:
then
she
commended
his
patience
and
perseverance
in
going
through
with
it
.
"
Madam
,
I
should
like
some
tea
,
"
was
the
sole
rejoinder
she
got
.
She
hastened
to
ring
the
bell
;
and
when
the
tray
came
,
she
proceeded
to
arrange
the
cups
,
spoons
,
etc.
,
with
assiduous
celerity
.
I
and
Adele
went
to
the
table
;
but
the
master
did
not
leave
his
couch
.
"
Will
you
hand
Mr.
Rochester
's
cup
?
"
said
Mrs.
Fairfax
to
me
;
"
Adele
might
perhaps
spill
it
.
"
I
did
as
requested
.
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As
he
took
the
cup
from
my
hand
,
Adele
,
thinking
the
moment
propitious
for
making
a
request
in
my
favour
,
cried
out
--
"
N'est
-
ce
pas
,
monsieur
,
qu‘il
y
a
un
cadeau
pour
Mademoiselle
Eyre
dans
votre
petit
coffre
?
"
"
Who
talks
of
cadeaux
?
"
said
he
gruffly
.
"
Did
you
expect
a
present
,
Miss
Eyre
?
Are
you
fond
of
presents
?
"
and
he
searched
my
face
with
eyes
that
I
saw
were
dark
,
irate
,
and
piercing
.