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"
For
how
long
,
Jane
?
For
a
few
minutes
,
while
you
smooth
your
hair
--
which
is
somewhat
dishevelled
;
and
bathe
your
face
--
which
looks
feverish
?
"
"
I
must
leave
Adele
and
Thornfield
.
I
must
part
with
you
for
my
whole
life
:
I
must
begin
a
new
existence
among
strange
faces
and
strange
scenes
.
"
"
Of
course
:
I
told
you
you
should
.
I
pass
over
the
madness
about
parting
from
me
.
You
mean
you
must
become
a
part
of
me
.
As
to
the
new
existence
,
it
is
all
right
:
you
shall
yet
be
my
wife
:
I
am
not
married
.
You
shall
be
Mrs.
Rochester
--
both
virtually
and
nominally
.
I
shall
keep
only
to
you
so
long
as
you
and
I
live
.
You
shall
go
to
a
place
I
have
in
the
south
of
France
:
a
whitewashed
villa
on
the
shores
of
the
Mediterranean
.
There
you
shall
live
a
happy
,
and
guarded
,
and
most
innocent
life
.
Never
fear
that
I
wish
to
lure
you
into
error
--
to
make
you
my
mistress
.
Why
did
you
shake
your
head
?
Jane
,
you
must
be
reasonable
,
or
in
truth
I
shall
again
become
frantic
.
"
His
voice
and
hand
quivered
:
his
large
nostrils
dilated
;
his
eye
blazed
:
still
I
dared
to
speak
.
"
Sir
,
your
wife
is
living
:
that
is
a
fact
acknowledged
this
morning
by
yourself
.
If
I
lived
with
you
as
you
desire
,
I
should
then
be
your
mistress
:
to
say
otherwise
is
sophistical
--
is
false
.
"
"
Jane
,
I
am
not
a
gentle-tempered
man
--
you
forget
that
:
I
am
not
long-enduring
;
I
am
not
cool
and
dispassionate
.
Out
of
pity
to
me
and
yourself
,
put
your
finger
on
my
pulse
,
feel
how
it
throbs
,
and
--
beware
!
"
He
bared
his
wrist
,
and
offered
it
to
me
:
the
blood
was
forsaking
his
cheek
and
lips
,
they
were
growing
livid
;
I
was
distressed
on
all
hands
.
To
agitate
him
thus
deeply
,
by
a
resistance
he
so
abhorred
,
was
cruel
:
to
yield
was
out
of
the
question
.
I
did
what
human
beings
do
instinctively
when
they
are
driven
to
utter
extremity
--
looked
for
aid
to
one
higher
than
man
:
the
words
"
God
help
me
!
"
burst
involuntarily
from
my
lips
.
"
I
am
a
fool
!
"
cried
Mr.
Rochester
suddenly
.
"
I
keep
telling
her
I
am
not
married
,
and
do
not
explain
to
her
why
.
I
forget
she
knows
nothing
of
the
character
of
that
woman
,
or
of
the
circumstances
attending
my
infernal
union
with
her
.
Oh
,
I
am
certain
Jane
will
agree
with
me
in
opinion
,
when
she
knows
all
that
I
know
!
Just
put
your
hand
in
mine
,
Janet
--
that
I
may
have
the
evidence
of
touch
as
well
as
sight
,
to
prove
you
are
near
me
--
and
I
will
in
a
few
words
show
you
the
real
state
of
the
case
.
Can
you
listen
to
me
?
"
