Ere truck; sco tory to tea. I noured to descend: it ired into a corner and sat doed began to dissolve; reaction took place, and soon, so overrate o t:  ained me; left to myself I abandoned myself, and my tears ered t to be so good, and to do so muc Loo make so many friends, to earn respect and ion. Already I  very morning I emple ion; so teaco let me learn Frencinued to make similar improvement treated as an equal by t molested by any; now, rodden on; and could I ever rise more?

    “Never,” I t; and ardently I s, some one approacarted up— again  s room; s my coffee and bread.

    “Come, eat somet I put bot condition.  noe my agitation, tried inued to ed  attitude s as an Indian. I  who spoke—

    “ay o be a liar?”

    “Everybody, Jane? y people wains hundreds of millions.”

    “But y, I know, despise me.”

    “Jane, you are mistaken: probably not one in ty you much.”

    “y me after w Mr. Brockle has said?”

    “Mr. Brockle is not a god: nor is  and admired man: tle liked ook steps to make reated you as an especial favourite, you  is, ter number eac friendly feelings are concealed in ts; and if you persevere in doing ly for temporary suppression. Besides, Jane”—she paused.

    “ell, ting my o ly to  on—

    “If all ted you, and believed you  be  friends.”

    “No; I kno is not enoug love me I  bear to be solitary and ed, o gain some real affection from you, or Miss temple, or any otruly love, I  to o let a bull toss me, or to stand be it dass  my c—”

    “oo mucoo impulsive, too ve; t created your frame, and put life into it, ures feeble as you. Besides ts: t  is everyco guard us; and if ures, recognise our innocence (if innocent  ed at second-ure in your ardent eyes and on your clear front), and God s only tion of spirit from fleso croress, rance to o glory?”

    I ;  in tranquillity sed t t I could not tell le fast and coug cougarily forgot my oo yield to a vague concern for her.

    Resting my  my arms round ; so  sat long t from t t, streaming in t once recognised as Miss temple.

    “I came on purpose to find you, Jane Eyre,” said s you in my room; and as oo.”

    e ; folloendent’s guidance, ricate passages, and mount a staircase before ; it contained a good fire, and looked cemple told o be seated in a loo her side.

    “Is it all over?” s my face. “have you cried your grief away?”

    “I am afraid I never s.”

    “hy?”

    “Because I hink me wicked.”

    “e s you prove yourself to be, my cinue to act as a good girl, and you isfy us.”

    “Semple?”

    “You ress?”

    “Mrs. Reed, my uncle’s o her care.”

    “Did s, t you of her own accord?”

    “No, ma’am; so o do it: but my uncle, as I en s say, got o promise before  she would always keep me.”

    “ell no least I ell you, t s is true; but add note nothing.”

    I resolved, in t, t I  moderate—most correct; and, ed a fees in order to arrange coly old ory of my sad ced by emotion, my language  generally  sad t tment, I infused into tive far less of gall and rained and simplified, it sounded more credible: I felt as I  on t Miss temple fully believed me.

    In tale I ioned Mr. Lloyd as o see me after t: for I never forgot to me, frigailing  o break bounds; for noten in my recollection tc ime in ted chamber.

    I emple regarded me a fees in silence; shen said—

    “I knoe to atement, you sation; to me, Jane, you are clear now.”

    Sill keeping me at ented to stand, for I derived a cemplation of s, e foreered and so address helen Burns.

    “o-nigo-day?”

    “Not quite so muchink, ma’am.”

    “And t?”

    “It is a little better.”

    Miss temple got up, took urned to : as s, I es, then rousing herself, she said cheerfully—

    “But you tors to-nig treat you as such.” She rang her bell.

    “Barbara,” so t  ea; bring tray and place cups for two young ladies.”

    And a tray y, to my eyes, did t teapot look, placed on ttle round table near t eam of t of toast! of o be ion: Miss temple discerned it too.

    “Barbara,” said s bring a little more bread and butter? t enoughree.”

    Barbara  out: surned soon—

    “Madam, Mrs.  up tity.”

    Mrs.  observed, er Mr. Brockle’s os of whalebone and iron.

    “Ourned Miss temple; “ make it do, Barbara, I suppose.” And as tunately, I  in my poo supply deficiencies for this once.”

    ed o approacable, and placed before eacea  toast, s up, unlocked a draaking from it a parcel ly to our eyes a good-sized seed-cake.

    “I meant to give eaco take  as ttle toast, you must  no slices h a generous hand.

    e feasted t evening as on nectar and ambrosia; and not t deligertainment ification ess regarded us, as isfied our famisites on te fare she liberally supplied.

    tea over and tray removed, so t one on eacion folloo be admitted to hear.

    Miss temple y in ate in y in ion into t, ted, tened tened to rolling sense of ao ruck h wonder.

    t fire, tructress, or, per, t tint of ill t pale and bloodless; tre of y more singular t of Miss temple’s—a beauty neit of meaning, of movement, of radiance. t on  source I cannot tell. een a  large enougo eristic of , to me, memorable evening;  seemed ening to live racted existence.

    tions and times past; of countries far as of nature discovered or guessed at: t stores of kno my amazement reacs climax c to recall tin augaking a book from a srue a page of Virgil; and ion expanding at every sounding line. Sime! no delay could be admitted; Miss temple embraced us boto —

    “God bless you, my children!”

    tle longer t antly; it  ear from her cheek.

    On reacc pulled out ered ed old t to-morroicles pinned to her shoulder.

    “My to me, in a loended to  I forgot.”

    Next morning, Miss Scatce in conspicuous cers on a piece of pasteboard ttern,” and bound it like a pery round elligent, and benign- looking fore till evening, patient, unresentful, regarding it as a deserved punis. t Miss Scatcer afternoon sco ore it off, and t it into tears,  and large, inually been scalding my cacle of ion gave me an intolerable pain at t.

    About a ly to ts above narrated, Miss temple, o Mr. Lloyd, received  appeared t o corroborate my account. Miss temple,  inquiry o t Jane Eyre, and t s o be able to pronounce ely cleared from every imputation. teache ranks of my companions.

    t  to y: I toiled ionate to my efforts; my memory, not naturally tenacious, improved ice; exercise ss; in a feed to a o commence Frenc tenses of tre, and sketc cottage (o nigo bed, I forgot to prepare in imagination t roast potatoes, or  to amuse my ined instead on tacle of ideal drauresque rocks and ruins, Cuyp-like groups of cattle, s paintings of butterflies  ripe cs enclosing pearl-like eggs,  oo, in t, ty of my ever being able to translate currently a certain little Frencory o my satisfaction ere I fell sly asleep.

    ell ter is a dinner of alled ox and red th.”

    I  noions for Gatess daily luxuries.