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"
A
matter
of
six
miles
.
"
"
How
long
shall
we
be
before
we
get
there
?
"
"
Happen
an
hour
and
a
half
.
"
He
fastened
the
car
door
,
climbed
to
his
own
seat
outside
,
and
we
set
off
.
Our
progress
was
leisurely
,
and
gave
me
ample
time
to
reflect
;
I
was
content
to
be
at
length
so
near
the
end
of
my
journey
;
and
as
I
leaned
back
in
the
comfortable
though
not
elegant
conveyance
,
I
meditated
much
at
my
ease
.
"
I
suppose
,
"
thought
I
,
"
judging
from
the
plainness
of
the
servant
and
carriage
,
Mrs.
Fairfax
is
not
a
very
dashing
person
:
so
much
the
better
;
I
never
lived
amongst
fine
people
but
once
,
and
I
was
very
miserable
with
them
.
I
wonder
if
she
lives
alone
except
this
little
girl
;
if
so
,
and
if
she
is
in
any
degree
amiable
,
I
shall
surely
be
able
to
get
on
with
her
;
I
will
do
my
best
;
it
is
a
pity
that
doing
one
's
best
does
not
always
answer
.
At
Lowood
,
indeed
,
I
took
that
resolution
,
kept
it
,
and
succeeded
in
pleasing
;
but
with
Mrs.
Reed
,
I
remember
my
best
was
always
spurned
with
scorn
.
I
pray
God
Mrs.
Fairfax
may
not
turn
out
a
second
Mrs.
Reed
;
but
if
she
does
,
I
am
not
bound
to
stay
with
her
!
let
the
worst
come
to
the
worst
,
I
can
advertise
again
.
How
far
are
we
on
our
road
now
,
I
wonder
?
"
I
let
down
the
window
and
looked
out
;
Millcote
was
behind
us
;
judging
by
the
number
of
its
lights
,
it
seemed
a
place
of
considerable
magnitude
,
much
larger
than
Lowton
.
We
were
now
,
as
far
as
I
could
see
,
on
a
sort
of
common
;
but
there
were
houses
scattered
all
over
the
district
;
I
felt
we
were
in
a
different
region
to
Lowood
,
more
populous
,
less
picturesque
;
more
stirring
,
less
romantic
.
The
roads
were
heavy
,
the
night
misty
;
my
conductor
let
his
horse
walk
all
the
way
,
and
the
hour
and
a
half
extended
,
I
verily
believe
,
to
two
hours
;
at
last
he
turned
in
his
seat
and
said
--
"
You
're
noan
so
far
fro
'
Thornfield
now
.
"
Again
I
looked
out
:
we
were
passing
a
church
;
I
saw
its
low
broad
tower
against
the
sky
,
and
its
bell
was
tolling
a
quarter
;
I
saw
a
narrow
galaxy
of
lights
too
,
on
a
hillside
,
marking
a
village
or
hamlet
.
About
ten
minutes
after
,
the
driver
got
down
and
opened
a
pair
of
gates
:
we
passed
through
,
and
they
clashed
to
behind
us
.
We
now
slowly
ascended
a
drive
,
and
came
upon
the
long
front
of
a
house
:
candlelight
gleamed
from
one
curtained
bow-window
;
all
the
rest
were
dark
.
The
car
stopped
at
the
front
door
;
it
was
opened
by
a
maid-servant
;
I
alighted
and
went
in
.
