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"
Because
you
are
sorry
to
leave
it
?
"
The
vehemence
of
emotion
,
stirred
by
grief
and
love
within
me
,
was
claiming
mastery
,
and
struggling
for
full
sway
,
and
asserting
a
right
to
predominate
,
to
overcome
,
to
live
,
rise
,
and
reign
at
last
:
yes
,
--
and
to
speak
.
"
I
grieve
to
leave
Thornfield
:
I
love
Thornfield
:
-
I
love
it
,
because
I
have
lived
in
it
a
full
and
delightful
life
,
--
momentarily
at
least
.
I
have
not
been
trampled
on
.
I
have
not
been
petrified
.
I
have
not
been
buried
with
inferior
minds
,
and
excluded
from
every
glimpse
of
communion
with
what
is
bright
and
energetic
and
high
.
I
have
talked
,
face
to
face
,
with
what
I
reverence
,
with
what
I
delight
in
,
--
with
an
original
,
a
vigorous
,
an
expanded
mind
.
I
have
known
you
,
Mr.
Rochester
;
and
it
strikes
me
with
terror
and
anguish
to
feel
I
absolutely
must
be
torn
from
you
for
ever
.
I
see
the
necessity
of
departure
;
and
it
is
like
looking
on
the
necessity
of
death
.
"
"
Where
do
you
see
the
necessity
?
"
he
asked
suddenly
.
"
Where
?
You
,
sir
,
have
placed
it
before
me
.
"
"
In
what
shape
?
"
"
In
the
shape
of
Miss
Ingram
;
a
noble
and
beautiful
woman
,
--
your
bride
.
"
"
My
bride
!
What
bride
?
I
have
no
bride
!
"
"
But
you
will
have
.
"
"
Yes
;
--
I
will
!
--
I
will
!
"
He
set
his
teeth
.
