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"

Wake

!

wake

!

"

I

cried

.

I

shook

him

,

but

he

only

murmured

and

turned

:

the

smoke

had

stupefied

him

.

Not

a

moment

could

be

lost

:

the

very

sheets

were

kindling

,

I

rushed

to

his

basin

and

ewer

;

fortunately

,

one

was

wide

and

the

other

deep

,

and

both

were

filled

with

water

.

I

heaved

them

up

,

deluged

the

bed

and

its

occupant

,

flew

back

to

my

own

room

,

brought

my

own

water-jug

,

baptized

the

couch

afresh

,

and

,

by

God

's

aid

,

succeeded

in

extinguishing

the

flames

which

were

devouring

it

.

The

hiss

of

the

quenched

element

,

the

breakage

of

a

pitcher

which

I

flung

from

my

hand

when

I

had

emptied

it

,

and

,

above

all

,

the

splash

of

the

shower-bath

I

had

liberally

bestowed

,

roused

Mr.

Rochester

at

last

.

Though

it

was

now

dark

,

I

knew

he

was

awake

;

because

I

heard

him

fulminating

strange

anathemas

at

finding

himself

lying

in

a

pool

of

water

.

"

Is

there

a

flood

?

"

he

cried

.

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"

No

,

sir

,

"

I

answered

;

"

but

there

has

been

a

fire

:

get

up

,

do

;

you

are

quenched

now

;

I

will

fetch

you

a

candle

.

"

"

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

?

"

"

I

will

fetch

you

a

candle

,

sir

;

and

,

in

Heaven

's

name

,

get

up

.

Somebody

has

plotted

something

:

you

can

not

too

soon

find

out

who

and

what

it

is

.

"

"

There

!

I

am

up

now

;

but

at

your

peril

you

fetch

a

candle

yet

:

wait

two

minutes

till

I

get

into

some

dry

garments

,

if

any

dry

there

be

--

yes

,

here

is

my

dressing-gown

.

Now

run

!

"

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I

did

run

;

I

brought

the

candle

which

still

remained

in

the

gallery

.

He

took

it

from

my

hand

,

held

it

up

,

and

surveyed

the

bed

,

all

blackened

and

scorched

,

the

sheets

drenched

,

the

carpet

round

swimming

in

water

.

"

What

is

it

?

and

who

did

it

?

"

he

asked

.

I

briefly

related

to

him

what

had

transpired

:

the

strange

laugh

I

had

heard

in

the

gallery

:

the

step

ascending

to

the

third

storey

;

the

smoke

,

--

the

smell

of

fire

which

had

conducted

me

to

his

room

;

in

what

state

I

had

found

matters

there

,

and

how

I

had

deluged

him

with

all

the

water

I

could

lay

hands

on

.

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