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God
wot
I
need
not
be
too
severe
about
others
;
I
have
a
past
existence
,
a
series
of
deeds
,
a
colour
of
life
to
contemplate
within
my
own
breast
,
which
might
well
call
my
sneers
and
censures
from
my
neighbours
to
myself
.
I
started
,
or
rather
(
for
like
other
defaulters
,
I
like
to
lay
half
the
blame
on
ill
fortune
and
adverse
circumstances
)
was
thrust
on
to
a
wrong
tack
at
the
age
of
one-and-twenty
,
and
have
never
recovered
the
right
course
since
:
but
I
might
have
been
very
different
;
I
might
have
been
as
good
as
you
--
wiser
--
almost
as
stainless
.
I
envy
you
your
peace
of
mind
,
your
clean
conscience
,
your
unpolluted
memory
.
Little
girl
,
a
memory
without
blot
or
contamination
must
be
an
exquisite
treasure
--
an
inexhaustible
source
of
pure
refreshment
:
is
it
not
?
"
"
How
was
your
memory
when
you
were
eighteen
,
sir
?
"
"
All
right
then
;
limpid
,
salubrious
:
no
gush
of
bilge
water
had
turned
it
to
fetid
puddle
.
I
was
your
equal
at
eighteen
--
quite
your
equal
.
Nature
meant
me
to
be
,
on
the
whole
,
a
good
man
,
Miss
Eyre
;
one
of
the
better
kind
,
and
you
see
I
am
not
so
.
You
would
say
you
do
n't
see
it
;
at
least
I
flatter
myself
I
read
as
much
in
your
eye
(
beware
,
by-the-bye
,
what
you
express
with
that
organ
;
I
am
quick
at
interpreting
its
language
)
.
Then
take
my
word
for
it
,
--
I
am
not
a
villain
:
you
are
not
to
suppose
that
--
not
to
attribute
to
me
any
such
bad
eminence
;
but
,
owing
,
I
verily
believe
,
rather
to
circumstances
than
to
my
natural
bent
,
I
am
a
trite
commonplace
sinner
,
hackneyed
in
all
the
poor
petty
dissipations
with
which
the
rich
and
worthless
try
to
put
on
life
.
Do
you
wonder
that
I
avow
this
to
you
?
Know
,
that
in
the
course
of
your
future
life
you
will
often
find
yourself
elected
the
involuntary
confidant
of
your
acquaintances
'
secrets
:
people
will
instinctively
find
out
,
as
I
have
done
,
that
it
is
not
your
forte
to
tell
of
yourself
,
but
to
listen
while
others
talk
of
themselves
;
they
will
feel
,
too
,
that
you
listen
with
no
malevolent
scorn
of
their
indiscretion
,
but
with
a
kind
of
innate
sympathy
;
not
the
less
comforting
and
encouraging
because
it
is
very
unobtrusive
in
its
manifestations
.
"
"
How
do
you
know
?
--
how
can
you
guess
all
this
,
sir
?
"
"
I
know
it
well
;
therefore
I
proceed
almost
as
freely
as
if
I
were
writing
my
thoughts
in
a
diary
.
You
would
say
,
I
should
have
been
superior
to
circumstances
;
so
I
should
--
so
I
should
;
but
you
see
I
was
not
.
When
fate
wronged
me
,
I
had
not
the
wisdom
to
remain
cool
:
I
turned
desperate
;
then
I
degenerated
.
Now
,
when
any
vicious
simpleton
excites
my
disgust
by
his
paltry
ribaldry
,
I
can
not
flatter
myself
that
I
am
better
than
he
:
I
am
forced
to
confess
that
he
and
I
are
on
a
level
.
I
wish
I
had
stood
firm
--
God
knows
I
do
!
Dread
remorse
when
you
are
tempted
to
err
,
Miss
Eyre
;
remorse
is
the
poison
of
life
.
"
"
Repentance
is
said
to
be
its
cure
,
sir
.
"
"
It
is
not
its
cure
.
Reformation
may
be
its
cure
;
and
I
could
reform
--
I
have
strength
yet
for
that
--
if
--
but
where
is
the
use
of
thinking
of
it
,
hampered
,
burdened
,
cursed
as
I
am
?
Besides
,
since
happiness
is
irrevocably
denied
me
,
I
have
a
right
to
get
pleasure
out
of
life
:
and
I
will
get
it
,
cost
what
it
may
.
"
"
Then
you
will
degenerate
still
more
,
sir
.
"
"
Possibly
:
yet
why
should
I
,
if
I
can
get
sweet
,
fresh
pleasure
?
And
I
may
get
it
as
sweet
and
fresh
as
the
wild
honey
the
bee
gathers
on
the
moor
.
"
