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"
You
did
right
to
hold
fast
to
each
other
,
"
I
said
:
as
if
the
monster-splinters
were
living
things
,
and
could
hear
me
.
"
I
think
,
scathed
as
you
look
,
and
charred
and
scorched
,
there
must
be
a
little
sense
of
life
in
you
yet
,
rising
out
of
that
adhesion
at
the
faithful
,
honest
roots
:
you
will
never
have
green
leaves
more
--
never
more
see
birds
making
nests
and
singing
idyls
in
your
boughs
;
the
time
of
pleasure
and
love
is
over
with
you
:
but
you
are
not
desolate
:
each
of
you
has
a
comrade
to
sympathise
with
him
in
his
decay
.
"
As
I
looked
up
at
them
,
the
moon
appeared
momentarily
in
that
part
of
the
sky
which
filled
their
fissure
;
her
disk
was
blood-red
and
half
overcast
;
she
seemed
to
throw
on
me
one
bewildered
,
dreary
glance
,
and
buried
herself
again
instantly
in
the
deep
drift
of
cloud
.
The
wind
fell
,
for
a
second
,
round
Thornfield
;
but
far
away
over
wood
and
water
,
poured
a
wild
,
melancholy
wail
:
it
was
sad
to
listen
to
,
and
I
ran
off
again
.
Here
and
there
I
strayed
through
the
orchard
,
gathered
up
the
apples
with
which
the
grass
round
the
tree
roots
was
thickly
strewn
;
then
I
employed
myself
in
dividing
the
ripe
from
the
unripe
;
I
carried
them
into
the
house
and
put
them
away
in
the
store-room
.
Then
I
repaired
to
the
library
to
ascertain
whether
the
fire
was
lit
,
for
,
though
summer
,
I
knew
on
such
a
gloomy
evening
Mr.
Rochester
would
like
to
see
a
cheerful
hearth
when
he
came
in
:
yes
,
the
fire
had
been
kindled
some
time
,
and
burnt
well
.
I
placed
his
arm-chair
by
the
chimney-corner
:
I
wheeled
the
table
near
it
:
I
let
down
the
curtain
,
and
had
the
candles
brought
in
ready
for
lighting
.
More
restless
than
ever
,
when
I
had
completed
these
arrangements
I
could
not
sit
still
,
nor
even
remain
in
the
house
:
a
little
time-piece
in
the
room
and
the
old
clock
in
the
hall
simultaneously
struck
ten
.
"
How
late
it
grows
!
"
I
said
.
"
I
will
run
down
to
the
gates
:
it
is
moonlight
at
intervals
;
I
can
see
a
good
way
on
the
road
.
He
may
be
coming
now
,
and
to
meet
him
will
save
some
minutes
of
suspense
.
"
The
wind
roared
high
in
the
great
trees
which
embowered
the
gates
;
but
the
road
as
far
as
I
could
see
,
to
the
right
hand
and
the
left
,
was
all
still
and
solitary
:
save
for
the
shadows
of
clouds
crossing
it
at
intervals
as
the
moon
looked
out
,
it
was
but
a
long
pale
line
,
unvaried
by
one
moving
speck
.
A
puerile
tear
dimmed
my
eye
while
I
looked
--
a
tear
of
disappointment
and
impatience
;
ashamed
of
it
,
I
wiped
it
away
.
I
lingered
;
the
moon
shut
herself
wholly
within
her
chamber
,
and
drew
close
her
curtain
of
dense
cloud
:
the
night
grew
dark
;
rain
came
driving
fast
on
the
gale
.
"
I
wish
he
would
come
!
I
wish
he
would
come
!
"
I
exclaimed
,
seized
with
hypochondriac
foreboding
.
I
had
expected
his
arrival
before
tea
;
now
it
was
dark
:
what
could
keep
him
?
Had
an
accident
happened
?
The
event
of
last
night
again
recurred
to
me
.
I
interpreted
it
as
a
warning
of
disaster
.
I
feared
my
hopes
were
too
bright
to
be
realised
;
and
I
had
enjoyed
so
much
bliss
lately
that
I
imagined
my
fortune
had
passed
its
meridian
,
and
must
now
decline
.
"
Well
,
I
can
not
return
to
the
house
,
"
I
thought
;
"
I
can
not
sit
by
the
fireside
,
while
he
is
abroad
in
inclement
weather
:
better
tire
my
limbs
than
strain
my
heart
;
I
will
go
forward
and
meet
him
.
"
I
set
out
;
I
walked
fast
,
but
not
far
:
ere
I
had
measured
a
quarter
of
a
mile
,
I
heard
the
tramp
of
hoofs
;
a
horseman
came
on
,
full
gallop
;
a
dog
ran
by
his
side
.
Away
with
evil
presentiment
!
It
was
he
:
here
he
was
,
mounted
on
Mesrour
,
followed
by
Pilot
.
He
saw
me
;
for
the
moon
had
opened
a
blue
field
in
the
sky
,
and
rode
in
it
watery
bright
:
he
took
his
hat
off
,
and
waved
it
round
his
head
.
I
now
ran
to
meet
him
.
