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"
Mademoiselle
is
a
fairy
,
"
he
said
,
whispering
mysteriously
.
Whereupon
I
told
her
not
to
mind
his
badinage
;
and
she
,
on
her
part
,
evinced
a
fund
of
genuine
French
scepticism
:
denominating
Mr.
Rochester
"
un
vrai
menteur
,
"
and
assuring
him
that
she
made
no
account
whatever
of
his
"
contes
de
fee
,
"
and
that
"
du
reste
,
il
n
'
y
avait
pas
de
fees
,
et
quand
meme
il
y
en
avait
:
"
she
was
sure
they
would
never
appear
to
him
,
nor
ever
give
him
rings
,
or
offer
to
live
with
him
in
the
moon
.
The
hour
spent
at
Millcote
was
a
somewhat
harassing
one
to
me
.
Mr.
Rochester
obliged
me
to
go
to
a
certain
silk
warehouse
:
there
I
was
ordered
to
choose
half-a-dozen
dresses
.
I
hated
the
business
,
I
begged
leave
to
defer
it
:
no
--
it
should
be
gone
through
with
now
.
By
dint
of
entreaties
expressed
in
energetic
whispers
,
I
reduced
the
half-dozen
to
two
:
these
however
,
he
vowed
he
would
select
himself
.
With
anxiety
I
watched
his
eye
rove
over
the
gay
stores
:
he
fixed
on
a
rich
silk
of
the
most
brilliant
amethyst
dye
,
and
a
superb
pink
satin
.
I
told
him
in
a
new
series
of
whispers
,
that
he
might
as
well
buy
me
a
gold
gown
and
a
silver
bonnet
at
once
:
I
should
certainly
never
venture
to
wear
his
choice
.
With
infinite
difficulty
,
for
he
was
stubborn
as
a
stone
,
I
persuaded
him
to
make
an
exchange
in
favour
of
a
sober
black
satin
and
pearl-grey
silk
.
"
It
might
pass
for
the
present
,
"
he
said
;
"
but
he
would
yet
see
me
glittering
like
a
parterre
.
"
Glad
was
I
to
get
him
out
of
the
silk
warehouse
,
and
then
out
of
a
jewellers
shop
:
the
more
he
bought
me
,
the
more
my
cheek
burned
with
a
sense
of
annoyance
and
degradation
.
As
we
re-entered
the
carriage
,
and
I
sat
back
feverish
and
fagged
,
I
remembered
what
,
in
the
hurry
of
events
,
dark
and
bright
,
I
had
wholly
forgotten
--
the
letter
of
my
uncle
,
John
Eyre
,
to
Mrs.
Reed
:
his
intention
to
adopt
me
and
make
me
his
legatee
.
"
It
would
,
indeed
,
be
a
relief
,
"
I
thought
,
"
if
I
had
ever
so
small
an
independency
;
I
never
can
bear
being
dressed
like
a
doll
by
Mr.
Rochester
,
or
sitting
like
a
second
Danae
with
the
golden
shower
falling
daily
round
me
.
I
will
write
to
Madeira
the
moment
I
get
home
,
and
tell
my
uncle
John
I
am
going
to
be
married
,
and
to
whom
:
if
I
had
but
a
prospect
of
one
day
bringing
Mr.
Rochester
an
accession
of
fortune
,
I
could
better
endure
to
be
kept
by
him
now
.
"
And
somewhat
relieved
by
this
idea
(
which
I
failed
not
to
execute
that
day
)
,
I
ventured
once
more
to
meet
my
master
's
and
lover
'
s
eye
,
which
most
pertinaciously
sought
mine
,
though
I
averted
both
face
and
gaze
.
He
smiled
;
and
I
thought
his
smile
was
such
as
a
sultan
might
,
in
a
blissful
and
fond
moment
,
bestow
on
a
slave
his
gold
and
gems
had
enriched
:
I
crushed
his
hand
,
which
was
ever
hunting
mine
,
vigorously
,
and
thrust
it
back
to
him
red
with
the
passionate
pressure
.
"
You
need
not
look
in
that
way
,
"
I
said
;
"
if
you
do
,
I
'll
wear
nothing
but
my
old
Lowood
frocks
to
the
end
of
the
chapter
.
I
'll
be
married
in
this
lilac
gingham
:
you
may
make
a
dressing-gown
for
yourself
out
of
the
pearl-grey
silk
,
and
an
infinite
series
of
waistcoats
out
of
the
black
satin
.
"
He
chuckled
;
he
rubbed
his
hands
.
"
Oh
,
it
is
rich
to
see
and
hear
her
?
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
Is
she
original
?
Is
she
piquant
?
I
would
not
exchange
this
one
little
English
girl
for
the
Grand
Turk
's
whole
seraglio
,
gazelle-eyes
,
houri
forms
,
and
all
!
"
The
Eastern
allusion
bit
me
again
.
"
I
'll
not
stand
you
an
inch
in
the
stead
of
a
seraglio
,
"
I
said
;
"
so
do
n't
consider
me
an
equivalent
for
one
.
If
you
have
a
fancy
for
anything
in
that
line
,
away
with
you
,
sir
,
to
the
bazaars
of
Stamboul
without
delay
,
and
lay
out
in
extensive
slave-purchases
some
of
that
spare
cash
you
seem
at
a
loss
to
spend
satisfactorily
here
.
"
"
And
what
will
you
do
,
Janet
,
while
I
am
bargaining
for
so
many
tons
of
flesh
and
such
an
assortment
of
black
eyes
?
"
"
I
'll
be
preparing
myself
to
go
out
as
a
missionary
to
preach
liberty
to
them
that
are
enslaved
--
your
harem
inmates
amongst
the
rest
.
