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Mrs.
Fairfax
was
summoned
to
give
information
respecting
the
resources
of
the
house
in
shawls
,
dresses
,
draperies
of
any
kind
;
and
certain
wardrobes
of
the
third
storey
were
ransacked
,
and
their
contents
,
in
the
shape
of
brocaded
and
hooped
petticoats
,
satin
sacques
,
black
modes
,
lace
lappets
,
etc.
,
were
brought
down
in
armfuls
by
the
abigails
;
then
a
selection
was
made
,
and
such
things
as
were
chosen
were
carried
to
the
boudoir
within
the
drawing-room
.
Meantime
,
Mr.
Rochester
had
again
summoned
the
ladies
round
him
,
and
was
selecting
certain
of
their
number
to
be
of
his
party
.
"
Miss
Ingram
is
mine
,
of
course
,
"
said
he
:
afterwards
he
named
the
two
Misses
Eshton
,
and
Mrs.
Dent
.
He
looked
at
me
:
I
happened
to
be
near
him
,
as
I
had
been
fastening
the
clasp
of
Mrs.
Dent
's
bracelet
,
which
had
got
loose
.
"
Will
you
play
?
"
he
asked
.
I
shook
my
head
.
He
did
not
insist
,
which
I
rather
feared
he
would
have
done
;
he
allowed
me
to
return
quietly
to
my
usual
seat
.
He
and
his
aids
now
withdrew
behind
the
curtain
:
the
other
party
,
which
was
headed
by
Colonel
Dent
,
sat
down
on
the
crescent
of
chairs
.
One
of
the
gentlemen
,
Mr.
Eshton
,
observing
me
,
seemed
to
propose
that
I
should
be
asked
to
join
them
;
but
Lady
Ingram
instantly
negatived
the
notion
.
"
No
,
"
I
heard
her
say
:
"
she
looks
too
stupid
for
any
game
of
the
sort
.
"
Ere
long
a
bell
tinkled
,
and
the
curtain
drew
up
.
Within
the
arch
,
the
bulky
figure
of
Sir
George
Lynn
,
whom
Mr.
Rochester
had
likewise
chosen
,
was
seen
enveloped
in
a
white
sheet
:
before
him
,
on
a
table
,
lay
open
a
large
book
;
and
at
his
side
stood
Amy
Eshton
,
draped
in
Mr.
Rochester
's
cloak
,
and
holding
a
book
in
her
hand
.
Somebody
,
unseen
,
rang
the
bell
merrily
;
then
Adele
(
who
had
insisted
on
being
one
of
her
guardian
's
party
)
,
bounded
forward
,
scattering
round
her
the
contents
of
a
basket
of
flowers
she
carried
on
her
arm
.
Then
appeared
the
magnificent
figure
of
Miss
Ingram
,
clad
in
white
,
a
long
veil
on
her
head
,
and
a
wreath
of
roses
round
her
brow
;
by
her
side
walked
Mr.
Rochester
,
and
together
they
drew
near
the
table
.
They
knelt
;
while
Mrs.
Dent
and
Louisa
Eshton
,
dressed
also
in
white
,
took
up
their
stations
behind
them
.
A
ceremony
followed
,
in
dumb
show
,
in
which
it
was
easy
to
recognise
the
pantomime
of
a
marriage
.
At
its
termination
,
Colonel
Dent
and
his
party
consulted
in
whispers
for
two
minutes
,
then
the
Colonel
called
out
--
"
Bride
!
"
Mr.
Rochester
bowed
,
and
the
curtain
fell
.
A
considerable
interval
elapsed
before
it
again
rose
.
Its
second
rising
displayed
a
more
elaborately
prepared
scene
than
the
last
.
The
drawing-room
,
as
I
have
before
observed
,
was
raised
two
steps
above
the
dining-room
,
and
on
the
top
of
the
upper
step
,
placed
a
yard
or
two
back
within
the
room
,
appeared
a
large
marble
basin
--
which
I
recognised
as
an
ornament
of
the
conservatory
--
where
it
usually
stood
,
surrounded
by
exotics
,
and
tenanted
by
gold
fish
--
and
whence
it
must
have
been
transported
with
some
trouble
,
on
account
of
its
size
and
weight
.
"
Seated
on
the
carpet
,
by
the
side
of
this
basin
,
was
seen
Mr.
Rochester
,
costumed
in
shawls
,
with
a
turban
on
his
head
.
His
dark
eyes
and
swarthy
skin
and
Paynim
features
suited
the
costume
exactly
:
he
looked
the
very
model
of
an
Eastern
emir
,
an
agent
or
a
victim
of
the
bowstring
.
Presently
advanced
into
view
Miss
Ingram
.
She
,
too
,
was
attired
in
oriental
fashion
:
a
crimson
scarf
tied
sash-like
round
the
waist
:
an
embroidered
handkerchief
knotted
about
her
temples
;
her
beautifully-moulded
arms
bare
,
one
of
them
upraised
in
the
act
of
supporting
a
pitcher
,
poised
gracefully
on
her
head
.
Both
her
cast
of
form
and
feature
,
her
complexion
and
her
general
air
,
suggested
the
idea
of
some
Israelitish
princess
of
the
patriarchal
days
;
and
such
was
doubtless
the
character
she
intended
to
represent
.
