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"
No
,
that
will
do
:
but
after
your
mama
went
to
the
Holy
Virgin
,
as
you
say
,
with
whom
did
you
live
then
?
"
"
With
Madame
Frederic
and
her
husband
:
she
took
care
of
me
,
but
she
is
nothing
related
to
me
.
I
think
she
is
poor
,
for
she
had
not
so
fine
a
house
as
mama
.
I
was
not
long
there
.
Mr.
Rochester
asked
me
if
I
would
like
to
go
and
live
with
him
in
England
,
and
I
said
yes
;
for
I
knew
Mr.
Rochester
before
I
knew
Madame
Frederic
,
and
he
was
always
kind
to
me
and
gave
me
pretty
dresses
and
toys
:
but
you
see
he
has
not
kept
his
word
,
for
he
has
brought
me
to
England
,
and
now
he
is
gone
back
again
himself
,
and
I
never
see
him
.
"
After
breakfast
,
Adele
and
I
withdrew
to
the
library
,
which
room
,
it
appears
,
Mr.
Rochester
had
directed
should
be
used
as
the
schoolroom
.
Most
of
the
books
were
locked
up
behind
glass
doors
;
but
there
was
one
bookcase
left
open
containing
everything
that
could
be
needed
in
the
way
of
elementary
works
,
and
several
volumes
of
light
literature
,
poetry
,
biography
,
travels
,
a
few
romances
,
etc.
.
I
suppose
he
had
considered
that
these
were
all
the
governess
would
require
for
her
private
perusal
;
and
,
indeed
,
they
contented
me
amply
for
the
present
;
compared
with
the
scanty
pickings
I
had
now
and
then
been
able
to
glean
at
Lowood
,
they
seemed
to
offer
an
abundant
harvest
of
entertainment
and
information
.
In
this
room
,
too
,
there
was
a
cabinet
piano
,
quite
new
and
of
superior
tone
;
also
an
easel
for
painting
and
a
pair
of
globes
.
I
found
my
pupil
sufficiently
docile
,
though
disinclined
to
apply
:
she
had
not
been
used
to
regular
occupation
of
any
kind
.
I
felt
it
would
be
injudicious
to
confine
her
too
much
at
first
;
so
,
when
I
had
talked
to
her
a
great
deal
,
and
got
her
to
learn
a
little
,
and
when
the
morning
had
advanced
to
noon
,
I
allowed
her
to
return
to
her
nurse
.
I
then
proposed
to
occupy
myself
till
dinner-time
in
drawing
some
little
sketches
for
her
use
.
As
I
was
going
upstairs
to
fetch
my
portfolio
and
pencils
,
Mrs.
Fairfax
called
to
me
:
"
Your
morning
school-hours
are
over
now
,
I
suppose
,
"
said
she
.
She
was
in
a
room
the
folding-doors
of
which
stood
open
:
I
went
in
when
she
addressed
me
.
It
was
a
large
,
stately
apartment
,
with
purple
chairs
and
curtains
,
a
Turkey
carpet
,
walnut-panelled
walls
,
one
vast
window
rich
in
slanted
glass
,
and
a
lofty
ceiling
,
nobly
moulded
.
Mrs.
Fairfax
was
dusting
some
vases
of
fine
purple
spar
,
which
stood
on
a
sideboard
.
"
What
a
beautiful
room
!
"
I
exclaimed
,
as
I
looked
round
;
for
I
had
never
before
seen
any
half
so
imposing
.
"
Yes
;
this
is
the
dining-room
.
I
have
just
opened
the
window
,
to
let
in
a
little
air
and
sunshine
;
for
everything
gets
so
damp
in
apartments
that
are
seldom
inhabited
;
the
drawing-room
yonder
feels
like
a
vault
.
"
She
pointed
to
a
wide
arch
corresponding
to
the
window
,
and
hung
like
it
with
a
Tyrian-dyed
curtain
,
now
looped
up
.
Mounting
to
it
by
two
broad
steps
,
and
looking
through
,
I
thought
I
caught
a
glimpse
of
a
fairy
place
,
so
bright
to
my
novice-eyes
appeared
the
view
beyond
.
Yet
it
was
merely
a
very
pretty
drawing-room
,
and
within
it
a
boudoir
,
both
spread
with
white
carpets
,
on
which
seemed
laid
brilliant
garlands
of
flowers
;
both
ceiled
with
snowy
mouldings
of
white
grapes
and
vine-leaves
,
beneath
which
glowed
in
rich
contrast
crimson
couches
and
ottomans
;
while
the
ornaments
on
the
pale
Parisian
mantelpiece
were
of
sparkling
Bohemian
glass
,
ruby
red
;
and
between
the
windows
large
mirrors
repeated
the
general
blending
of
snow
and
fire
.
