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"
Oh
!
yes
.
But
you
see
there
is
a
considerable
difference
in
age
:
Mr.
Rochester
is
nearly
forty
;
she
is
but
twenty-five
.
"
"
What
of
that
?
More
unequal
matches
are
made
every
day
.
"
"
True
:
yet
I
should
scarcely
fancy
Mr.
Rochester
would
entertain
an
idea
of
the
sort
.
But
you
eat
nothing
:
you
have
scarcely
tasted
since
you
began
tea
.
"
"
No
:
I
am
too
thirsty
to
eat
.
Will
you
let
me
have
another
cup
?
"
I
was
about
again
to
revert
to
the
probability
of
a
union
between
Mr.
Rochester
and
the
beautiful
Blanche
;
but
Adele
came
in
,
and
the
conversation
was
turned
into
another
channel
.
When
once
more
alone
,
I
reviewed
the
information
I
had
got
;
looked
into
my
heart
,
examined
its
thoughts
and
feelings
,
and
endeavoured
to
bring
back
with
a
strict
hand
such
as
had
been
straying
through
imagination
's
boundless
and
trackless
waste
,
into
the
safe
fold
of
common
sense
.
"
Arraigned
at
my
own
bar
,
Memory
having
given
her
evidence
of
the
hopes
,
wishes
,
sentiments
I
had
been
cherishing
since
last
night
--
of
the
general
state
of
mind
in
which
I
had
indulged
for
nearly
a
fortnight
past
;
Reason
having
come
forward
and
told
,
in
her
own
quiet
way
a
plain
,
unvarnished
tale
,
showing
how
I
had
rejected
the
real
,
and
rabidly
devoured
the
ideal
;
--
I
pronounced
judgment
to
this
effect
:
-
That
a
greater
fool
than
Jane
Eyre
had
never
breathed
the
breath
of
life
;
that
a
more
fantastic
idiot
had
never
surfeited
herself
on
sweet
lies
,
and
swallowed
poison
as
if
it
were
nectar
.
"
You
,
"
I
said
,
"
a
favourite
with
Mr.
Rochester
?
You
gifted
with
the
power
of
pleasing
him
?
You
of
importance
to
him
in
any
way
?
Go
!
your
folly
sickens
me
.
And
you
have
derived
pleasure
from
occasional
tokens
of
preference
--
equivocal
tokens
shown
by
a
gentleman
of
family
and
a
man
of
the
world
to
a
dependent
and
a
novice
.
How
dared
you
?
Poor
stupid
dupe
!
--
Could
not
even
self-interest
make
you
wiser
?
You
repeated
to
yourself
this
morning
the
brief
scene
of
last
night
?
--
Cover
your
face
and
be
ashamed
!
He
said
something
in
praise
of
your
eyes
,
did
he
?
Blind
puppy
!
Open
their
bleared
lids
and
look
on
your
own
accursed
senselessness
!
It
does
good
to
no
woman
to
be
flattered
by
her
superior
,
who
can
not
possibly
intend
to
marry
her
;
and
it
is
madness
in
all
women
to
let
a
secret
love
kindle
within
them
,
which
,
if
unreturned
and
unknown
,
must
devour
the
life
that
feeds
it
;
and
,
if
discovered
and
responded
to
,
must
lead
,
ignis-fatus-like
,
into
miry
wilds
whence
there
is
no
extrication
.
