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He
folded
the
letter
,
locked
it
in
his
desk
,
and
again
went
out
.
For
some
minutes
no
one
spoke
.
Diana
then
turned
to
me
.
"
Jane
,
you
will
wonder
at
us
and
our
mysteries
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
think
us
hard-hearted
beings
not
to
be
more
moved
at
the
death
of
so
near
a
relation
as
an
uncle
;
but
we
have
never
seen
him
or
known
him
.
He
was
my
mother
's
brother
.
My
father
and
he
quarrelled
long
ago
.
It
was
by
his
advice
that
my
father
risked
most
of
his
property
in
the
speculation
that
ruined
him
.
Mutual
recrimination
passed
between
them
:
they
parted
in
anger
,
and
were
never
reconciled
.
My
uncle
engaged
afterwards
in
more
prosperous
undertakings
:
it
appears
he
realised
a
fortune
of
twenty
thousand
pounds
.
He
was
never
married
,
and
had
no
near
kindred
but
ourselves
and
one
other
person
,
not
more
closely
related
than
we
.
My
father
always
cherished
the
idea
that
he
would
atone
for
his
error
by
leaving
his
possessions
to
us
;
that
letter
informs
us
that
he
has
bequeathed
every
penny
to
the
other
relation
,
with
the
exception
of
thirty
guineas
,
to
be
divided
between
St.
John
,
Diana
,
and
Mary
Rivers
,
for
the
purchase
of
three
mourning
rings
.
He
had
a
right
,
of
course
,
to
do
as
he
pleased
:
and
yet
a
momentary
damp
is
cast
on
the
spirits
by
the
receipt
of
such
news
.
Mary
and
I
would
have
esteemed
ourselves
rich
with
a
thousand
pounds
each
;
and
to
St
John
such
a
sum
would
have
been
valuable
,
for
the
good
it
would
have
enabled
him
to
do
.
"
This
explanation
given
,
the
subject
was
dropped
,
and
no
further
reference
made
to
it
by
either
Mr.
Rivers
or
his
sisters
.
The
next
day
I
left
Marsh
End
for
Morton
.
The
day
after
,
Diana
and
Mary
quitted
it
for
distant
B
-
.
In
a
week
,
Mr.
Rivers
and
Hannah
repaired
to
the
parsonage
:
and
so
the
old
grange
was
abandoned
.
My
home
,
then
,
when
I
at
last
find
a
home
,
--
is
a
cottage
;
a
little
room
with
whitewashed
walls
and
a
sanded
floor
,
containing
four
painted
chairs
and
a
table
,
a
clock
,
a
cupboard
,
with
two
or
three
plates
and
dishes
,
and
a
set
of
tea-things
in
delf
.
Above
,
a
chamber
of
the
same
dimensions
as
the
kitchen
,
with
a
deal
bedstead
and
chest
of
drawers
;
small
,
yet
too
large
to
be
filled
with
my
scanty
wardrobe
:
though
the
kindness
of
my
gentle
and
generous
friends
has
increased
that
,
by
a
modest
stock
of
such
things
as
are
necessary
.
It
is
evening
.
I
have
dismissed
,
with
the
fee
of
an
orange
,
the
little
orphan
who
serves
me
as
a
handmaid
.
I
am
sitting
alone
on
the
hearth
.
This
morning
,
the
village
school
opened
.
I
had
twenty
scholars
.
But
three
of
the
number
can
read
:
none
write
or
cipher
.
Several
knit
,
and
a
few
sew
a
little
.
They
speak
with
the
broadest
accent
of
the
district
.
At
present
,
they
and
I
have
a
difficulty
in
understanding
each
other
's
language
.
Some
of
them
are
unmannered
,
rough
,
intractable
,
as
well
as
ignorant
;
but
others
are
docile
,
have
a
wish
to
learn
,
and
evince
a
disposition
that
pleases
me
.
I
must
not
forget
that
these
coarsely-clad
little
peasants
are
of
flesh
and
blood
as
good
as
the
scions
of
gentlest
genealogy
;
and
that
the
germs
of
native
excellence
,
refinement
,
intelligence
,
kind
feeling
,
are
as
likely
to
exist
in
their
hearts
as
in
those
of
the
best-born
.
My
duty
will
be
to
develop
these
germs
:
surely
I
shall
find
some
happiness
in
discharging
that
office
.
Much
enjoyment
I
do
not
expect
in
the
life
opening
before
me
:
yet
it
will
,
doubtless
,
if
I
regulate
my
mind
,
and
exert
my
powers
as
I
ought
,
yield
me
enough
to
live
on
from
day
to
day
.
Was
I
very
gleeful
,
settled
,
content
,
during
the
hours
I
passed
in
yonder
bare
,
humble
schoolroom
this
morning
and
afternoon
?
Not
to
deceive
myself
,
I
must
reply
--
No
:
I
felt
desolate
to
a
degree
.
I
felt
--
yes
,
idiot
that
I
am
--
I
felt
degraded
.
I
doubted
I
had
taken
a
step
which
sank
instead
of
raising
me
in
the
scale
of
social
existence
.
I
was
weakly
dismayed
at
the
ignorance
,
the
poverty
,
the
coarseness
of
all
I
heard
and
saw
round
me
.
But
let
me
not
hate
and
despise
myself
too
much
for
these
feelings
;
I
know
them
to
be
wrong
--
that
is
a
great
step
gained
;
I
shall
strive
to
overcome
them
.
To-morrow
,
I
trust
,
I
shall
get
the
better
of
them
partially
;
and
in
a
few
weeks
,
perhaps
,
they
will
be
quite
subdued
.
In
a
few
months
,
it
is
possible
,
the
happiness
of
seeing
progress
,
and
a
change
for
the
better
in
my
scholars
may
substitute
gratification
for
disgust
.
Meantime
,
let
me
ask
myself
one
question
--
Which
is
better
?
--
To
have
surrendered
to
temptation
;
listened
to
passion
;
made
no
painful
effort
--
no
struggle
;
--
but
to
have
sunk
down
in
the
silken
snare
;
fallen
asleep
on
the
flowers
covering
it
;
wakened
in
a
southern
clime
,
amongst
the
luxuries
of
a
pleasure
villa
:
to
have
been
now
living
in
France
,
Mr.
Rochester
's
mistress
;
delirious
with
his
love
half
my
time
--
for
he
would
--
oh
,
yes
,
he
would
have
loved
me
well
for
a
while
.
