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Did
I
say
,
a
few
days
since
,
that
I
had
nothing
to
do
with
him
but
to
receive
my
salary
at
his
hands
?
Did
I
forbid
myself
to
think
of
him
in
any
other
light
than
as
a
paymaster
?
Blasphemy
against
nature
!
Every
good
,
true
,
vigorous
feeling
I
have
gathers
impulsively
round
him
.
I
know
I
must
conceal
my
sentiments
:
I
must
smother
hope
;
I
must
remember
that
he
can
not
care
much
for
me
.
For
when
I
say
that
I
am
of
his
kind
,
I
do
not
mean
that
I
have
his
force
to
influence
,
and
his
spell
to
attract
;
I
mean
only
that
I
have
certain
tastes
and
feelings
in
common
with
him
.
I
must
,
then
,
repeat
continually
that
we
are
for
ever
sundered
:
-
and
yet
,
while
I
breathe
and
think
,
I
must
love
him
.
"
Coffee
is
handed
.
The
ladies
,
since
the
gentlemen
entered
,
have
become
lively
as
larks
;
conversation
waxes
brisk
and
merry
.
Colonel
Dent
and
Mr.
Eshton
argue
on
politics
;
their
wives
listen
.
The
two
proud
dowagers
,
Lady
Lynn
and
Lady
Ingram
,
confabulate
together
.
Sir
George
--
whom
,
by-the-bye
,
I
have
forgotten
to
describe
,
--
a
very
big
,
and
very
fresh-looking
country
gentleman
,
stands
before
their
sofa
,
coffee-cup
in
hand
,
and
occasionally
puts
in
a
word
.
Mr.
Frederick
Lynn
has
taken
a
seat
beside
Mary
Ingram
,
and
is
showing
her
the
engravings
of
a
splendid
volume
:
she
looks
,
smiles
now
and
then
,
but
apparently
says
little
.
The
tall
and
phlegmatic
Lord
Ingram
leans
with
folded
arms
on
the
chair-back
of
the
little
and
lively
Amy
Eshton
;
she
glances
up
at
him
,
and
chatters
like
a
wren
:
she
likes
him
better
than
she
does
Mr.
Rochester
.
Henry
Lynn
has
taken
possession
of
an
ottoman
at
the
feet
of
Louisa
:
Adele
shares
it
with
him
:
he
is
trying
to
talk
French
with
her
,
and
Louisa
laughs
at
his
blunders
.
With
whom
will
Blanche
Ingram
pair
?
She
is
standing
alone
at
the
table
,
bending
gracefully
over
an
album
.
She
seems
waiting
to
be
sought
;
but
she
will
not
wait
too
long
:
she
herself
selects
a
mate
.
Mr.
Rochester
,
having
quitted
the
Eshtons
,
stands
on
the
hearth
as
solitary
as
she
stands
by
the
table
:
she
confronts
him
,
taking
her
station
on
the
opposite
side
of
the
mantelpiece
.
"
Mr.
Rochester
,
I
thought
you
were
not
fond
of
children
?
"
"
Nor
am
I.
"
"
Then
,
what
induced
you
to
take
charge
of
such
a
little
doll
as
that
?
"
(
pointing
to
Adele
)
.
"
Where
did
you
pick
her
up
?
"
"
I
did
not
pick
her
up
;
she
was
left
on
my
hands
.
"
"
You
should
have
sent
her
to
school
.
"
"
I
could
not
afford
it
:
schools
are
so
dear
.
"
