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"
Keep
out
of
the
way
,
"
said
Mr.
Rochester
,
thrusting
her
aside
:
"
she
has
no
knife
now
,
I
suppose
,
and
I
'm
on
my
guard
.
"
"
One
never
knows
what
she
has
,
sir
:
she
is
so
cunning
:
it
is
not
in
mortal
discretion
to
fathom
her
craft
.
"
"
We
had
better
leave
her
,
"
whispered
Mason
.
"
Go
to
the
devil
!
"
was
his
brother-in-law
's
recommendation
.
"
'
Ware
!
"
cried
Grace
.
The
three
gentlemen
retreated
simultaneously
.
Mr.
Rochester
flung
me
behind
him
:
the
lunatic
sprang
and
grappled
his
throat
viciously
,
and
laid
her
teeth
to
his
cheek
:
they
struggled
.
She
was
a
big
woman
,
in
stature
almost
equalling
her
husband
,
and
corpulent
besides
:
she
showed
virile
force
in
the
contest
--
more
than
once
she
almost
throttled
him
,
athletic
as
he
was
.
He
could
have
settled
her
with
a
well-planted
blow
;
but
he
would
not
strike
:
he
would
only
wrestle
.
At
last
he
mastered
her
arms
;
Grace
Poole
gave
him
a
cord
,
and
he
pinioned
them
behind
her
:
with
more
rope
,
which
was
at
hand
,
he
bound
her
to
a
chair
.
The
operation
was
performed
amidst
the
fiercest
yells
and
the
most
convulsive
plunges
.
Mr.
Rochester
then
turned
to
the
spectators
:
he
looked
at
them
with
a
smile
both
acrid
and
desolate
.
"
That
is
my
wife
,
"
said
he
.
"
Such
is
the
sole
conjugal
embrace
I
am
ever
to
know
--
such
are
the
endearments
which
are
to
solace
my
leisure
hours
!
And
this
is
what
I
wished
to
have
"
(
laying
his
hand
on
my
shoulder
)
:
"
this
young
girl
,
who
stands
so
grave
and
quiet
at
the
mouth
of
hell
,
looking
collectedly
at
the
gambols
of
a
demon
,
I
wanted
her
just
as
a
change
after
that
fierce
ragout
.
Wood
and
Briggs
,
look
at
the
difference
!
Compare
these
clear
eyes
with
the
red
balls
yonder
--
this
face
with
that
mask
--
this
form
with
that
bulk
;
then
judge
me
,
priest
of
the
gospel
and
man
of
the
law
,
and
remember
with
what
judgment
ye
judge
ye
shall
be
judged
!
Off
with
you
now
.
I
must
shut
up
my
prize
.
"
We
all
withdrew
.
Mr.
Rochester
stayed
a
moment
behind
us
,
to
give
some
further
order
to
Grace
Poole
.
The
solicitor
addressed
me
as
he
descended
the
stair
.
"
You
,
madam
,
"
said
he
,
"
are
cleared
from
all
blame
:
your
uncle
will
be
glad
to
hear
it
--
if
,
indeed
,
he
should
be
still
living
--
when
Mr.
Mason
returns
to
Madeira
.
"
"
My
uncle
!
What
of
him
?
Do
you
know
him
?
"
