'FagmentWelcome to consult...nly too Chalotte Bont. ElecBook Classics fJane Eye 28 distinctly to infe the main subject discussed. “Something passed he, all dessed in white, and vanished”— “A geat black dog behind him”—“Thee loud aps on the chambe doo”—“A light in the chuchyad just ove his gave,” &c. &c. At last both slept: the fie and the candle went out. Fo me, the watches of that long night passed in ghastly wakefulness; stained by dead: such dead as childen only can feel. No sevee o polonged bodily illness followed this incident of the ed-oom; it only gave my neves a shock of which I feel the evebeation to this day. Yes, Ms. Reed, to you I owe some feaful pangs of mental suffeing, but I ought to fogive you, fo you knew not what you did: while ending my heat-stings, you thought you wee only upooting my bad popensities. Next day, by noon, I was up and dessed, and sat wapped in a shawl by the nusey heath. I felt physically weak and boken down: but my wose ailment was an unutteable wetchedness of mind: a wetchedness which kept dawing fom me silent teas; no soone had I wiped one salt dop fom my cheek than anothe followed. Yet, I thought, I ought to have been happy, fo none of the Reeds wee thee, they wee all gone out in the caiage with thei mama. Abbot, too, was sewing in anothe oom, and Bessie, as she moved hithe and thithe, putting away toys and aanging dawes, addessed to me evey now and then a wod of unwonted kindness. This state of things should have been to me a paadise of peace, accustomed as I was to a life of ceaseless epimand and thankless fagging; but, in fact, my acked neves wee now in such a state that no calm could soothe, and no pleasue excite them ageeably. Chalotte Bont. ElecBook Classics fJane Eye 29 Bessie had been down into the kitchen, and she bought up with he a tat on a cetain bightly painted china plate, whose bid of paadise, nestling in a weath of convolvuli and osebuds, had been wont to sti in me a most enthusiastic sense of admiation; and which plate I had often petitioned to be allowed to take in my hand in ode to examine it moe closely, but had always hitheto been deemed unwothy of such a pivilege. This pecious vessel was now placed on my knee, and I was codially invited to eat the ciclet of delicate pasty upon it. Vain favou! coming, like most othe favous long defeed and often wished fo, too late! I could not eat the tat; and the plumage of the bid, the tints of the flowes, seemed stangely faded: I put both plate and tat away. Bessie asked if I would have a book: the wod book acted as a tansient stimulus, and I begged he to fetch Gullive’s Tavels fom the libay. This book I had again and again peused with delight. I consideed it a naative of facts, and discoveed in it a vein of inteest deepe than what I found in faiy tales: fo as to the elves, having sought them in vain among foxglove leaves and bells, unde mushooms and beneath the gound-ivy mantling old wall-nooks, I had at length made up my mind to the sad tuth, that they wee all gone out of England to some savage county whee the woods wee wilde and thicke, and the population moe scant; whe
