-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Шарлотта Бронте
-
- Джэйн Эйр
-
- Стр. 286/445
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
He
passed
on
and
ascended
the
stairs
,
still
holding
my
hand
,
and
still
beckoning
the
gentlemen
to
follow
him
,
which
they
did
.
We
mounted
the
first
staircase
,
passed
up
the
gallery
,
proceeded
to
the
third
storey
:
the
low
,
black
door
,
opened
by
Mr.
Rochester
's
master-key
,
admitted
us
to
the
tapestried
room
,
with
its
great
bed
and
its
pictorial
cabinet
.
"
You
know
this
place
,
Mason
,
"
said
our
guide
;
"
she
bit
and
stabbed
you
here
.
"
He
lifted
the
hangings
from
the
wall
,
uncovering
the
second
door
:
this
,
too
,
he
opened
.
In
a
room
without
a
window
,
there
burnt
a
fire
guarded
by
a
high
and
strong
fender
,
and
a
lamp
suspended
from
the
ceiling
by
a
chain
.
Grace
Poole
bent
over
the
fire
,
apparently
cooking
something
in
a
saucepan
.
In
the
deep
shade
,
at
the
farther
end
of
the
room
,
a
figure
ran
backwards
and
forwards
.
What
it
was
,
whether
beast
or
human
being
,
one
could
not
,
at
first
sight
,
tell
:
it
grovelled
,
seemingly
,
on
all
fours
;
it
snatched
and
growled
like
some
strange
wild
animal
:
but
it
was
covered
with
clothing
,
and
a
quantity
of
dark
,
grizzled
hair
,
wild
as
a
mane
,
hid
its
head
and
face
.
"
Good-morrow
,
Mrs.
Poole
!
"
said
Mr.
Rochester
.
"
How
are
you
?
and
how
is
your
charge
to-day
?
"
"
We
're
tolerable
,
sir
,
I
thank
you
,
"
replied
Grace
,
lifting
the
boiling
mess
carefully
on
to
the
hob
:
"
rather
snappish
,
but
not
'
rageous
.
"
A
fierce
cry
seemed
to
give
the
lie
to
her
favourable
report
:
the
clothed
hyena
rose
up
,
and
stood
tall
on
its
hind-feet
.
"
Ah
!
sir
,
she
sees
you
!
"
exclaimed
Grace
:
"
you
'd
better
not
stay
.
"
"
Only
a
few
moments
,
Grace
:
you
must
allow
me
a
few
moments
.
"
"
Take
care
then
,
sir
!
--
for
God
's
sake
,
take
care
!
"
The
maniac
bellowed
:
she
parted
her
shaggy
locks
from
her
visage
,
and
gazed
wildly
at
her
visitors
.
I
recognised
well
that
purple
face
,
--
those
bloated
features
.
Mrs.
Poole
advanced
.
