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"
Jane
,
"
he
recommenced
,
as
we
entered
the
laurel
walk
,
and
slowly
strayed
down
in
the
direction
of
the
sunk
fence
and
the
horse-chestnut
,
"
Thornfield
is
a
pleasant
place
in
summer
,
is
it
not
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
You
must
have
become
in
some
degree
attached
to
the
house
,
--
you
,
who
have
an
eye
for
natural
beauties
,
and
a
good
deal
of
the
organ
of
Adhesiveness
?
"
"
I
am
attached
to
it
,
indeed
.
"
"
And
though
I
do
n't
comprehend
how
it
is
,
I
perceive
you
have
acquired
a
degree
of
regard
for
that
foolish
little
child
Adele
,
too
;
and
even
for
simple
dame
Fairfax
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
;
in
different
ways
,
I
have
an
affection
for
both
.
"
"
And
would
be
sorry
to
part
with
them
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Pity
!
"
he
said
,
and
sighed
and
paused
.
"
It
is
always
the
way
of
events
in
this
life
,
"
he
continued
presently
:
"
no
sooner
have
you
got
settled
in
a
pleasant
resting-place
,
than
a
voice
calls
out
to
you
to
rise
and
move
on
,
for
the
hour
of
repose
is
expired
.
"
"
Must
I
move
on
,
sir
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Must
I
leave
Thornfield
?
"
