TWO days are passed. It is a summer evening; the coachman has set me down at ...
2009-10-02
PRESENTIMENTS are strange things! and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and the three co...
2009-10-02
MR. ROCHESTER had given me but one week's leave of absence: yet a month elapsed befor...
2009-10-02
MR. ROCHESTER did, on a future occasion, explain it. It was one afternoon, when he chanced ...
2009-10-02
I BOTH wished and feared to see Mr. Rochester on the day which followed this sleepless nigh...
2009-10-02
A WEEK passed, and no news arrived of Mr. Rochester: ten days, and still he did not c...
2009-10-02
MERRY days were these at Thornfield Hall; and busy days too: how different from the first th...
2009-10-02
THE library looked tranquil enough as I entered it, and the Sibyl- if Sibyl she were- was s...
2009-10-02
I HAD forgotten to draw my curtain, which I usually did, and also to let down my window-bli...
2009-10-02
A NEW chapter in a novel is something like a new scene in a play; and when I draw up ...
2009-10-02
THE promise of a smooth career, which my first calm introduction to Thornfield Hall s...
2009-10-02
MR. ROCHESTER, it seems, by the surgeon's orders, went to bed early that night; nor did he ...
2009-10-02
FOR several subsequent days I saw little of Mr. Rochester. In the mornings he seemed ...
2009-10-02
FIVE o'clock had hardly struck on the morning of the 19th of January, when Bessie brought a...
2009-10-02
THE next day commenced as before, getting up and dressing by rushlight; but this morning we ...
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