LITERASI

 chapter 8

in the garden in June the weather was hot one evening I walked into the garden mr. Rochester was there - do you like this house Jane he asked yes sir I replied soon Adele will go to liver to school Jane he said then I will not want to govern us here will you be sad then Jane will you leave Thornfield Hall leave I said quickly must I leave Thornfield My dear mr. Rochester stopped he was silent for a moment then he said I am going to be married soon Oh sir I said then I must go far away far away from Thornfield far away from you sir I started to cry I will always remember you Jane mr. Rochester said will you forget me no sir I replied I will never forget you I don't want to leave Thornfield sir I don't want to leave you don't leave Jane mr. Rochester said stay here he smiled at me I must not stay here sir I said you are going to marry miss Ingram I am poor I do not have a pretty face but I have a heart it is a loving heart sir Jane I am NOT going to marry miss Ingram mr. Rochester said she is rich she is beautiful you are poor you are not to be but I want to marry you will you marry me Jane for a moment I could not speak at last I asked do you love me sir I do he replied then sir I will marry you I said and mr. Rochester kissed me my dearest Jane he said nothing can stop our marriage now we will be married in a month Jane we kissed again then I said goodnight and I went into the house I went upstairs to my room later I remembered my uncle John Ayers letter I will write to him in Madeira I said to myself I will tell him about my marriage to mr. Rochester I am very happy my uncle will be happy too for weeks past mr. Rochester was going to buy me many beautiful things he was going to give me many presents but I did not want these things no Edward I said I am NOT beautiful I don't want beautiful things I want you dead wood it was the month of July two days before our wedding day mr. Rochester went away I will return tomorrow he said I love you Jane that night I went to my bedroom early my wedding dress and my wedding veil were in my room I looked at them in two days I will be Jane Rochester I said to my self then I went to bed but I did not sleep well the next day mr. Rochester returned he looked at me carefully what is wrong Jane he asked your face is pale are you frightened I had a very strange dream last night I said it was a dream about this house but in my dream Thornfield Hall had no roof the walls were burnt they were black in my dream I tried to find you but you were not in the house why are you afraid of a dream Jane mr. Rochester asked no Edward I replied but I woke up from my dream there was a woman in my room she was tall and heavy she had long black hair the woman was holding a candle I said she put the candle by my mirror she put my wedding veil over her head and she looked in the mirror then I saw her face it was a strange terrible face Edward I said suddenly the woman tore my veil into two pieces she threw the pieces on the floor what happened next mr. Rochester asked the woman held her candle near my face I replied she looked at me and she laughed then she went away this happened in your dream Jane mr. Rochester said he did not happen in my dream Edward I said this morning my wedding veil was on the floor of my room it was torn it was in two pieces but the woman did not hurt you Jane mr. Rochester said sleep in Adele's room tonight my dear you will have no more bad dreams

chapter 9

fire it was March one night I was in bed but I was not asleep the house was quiet suddenly I heard a sound in the corridor outside my room who's there I said nobody answered then I heard a strange laugh I got out of my bed and I went quietly to the door I listened I heard another sound somebody was walking up the stairs to the top corridor then I heard somebody closed a door was that grace poole I said to myself yes it was grace why was she laughing and why is she walking in the house at night is she mad I must tell mrs. Fairfax about this I will speak to her now I put on some clothes and I opened the door there was a candle on the floor outside my room the candle was burning there was thick smoke in the corridor I went into the corridor I looked around me the door of mr. Rochester's bedroom was open and the smoke was coming from mr. Rochester's room I ran into the room wake up sir what happened Jane there was a fire sir grace Poole tried to kill you stay here Jane open the window I'll go upstairs i sat in a chair by the window time past at last mr. Rochester returned please don't worry Jane he said grace Poole is a strange woman but she won't hurt anybody tonight I stood up good night sir I said mr. Rochester held my hand he looked at me and he smiled thank you my dear friend he said you saved my life tonight Jane good night sir I said again I went back to my bed I was very tired but at first I could not sleep suddenly I understood something I loved mr. Rochester he had smiled at me he had held my hand did he love me I did not know but I thought about mr. Rochester for a long time I did not see mr. Rochester the next day he did not send for me in the evening I went down to mrs. Fairfax's sitting-room the housekeeper was looking out of the window the weather has been good today mrs. Fairfax said mr. Rochester had a good day for his journey his journey where has he gone I asked I was surprised he has gone to Ingram Park mrs. Fairfax replied mr. Rochester will stay there for a week or more he has many friends all his friends will be at Ingram Park this week will there be any ladies at Ingram Park I asked yes mrs. Fairfax said there will be many ladies there miss Blanche Ingram will be there mr. Rochester has known her for many years is Miss Ingram beautiful I asked she is very beautiful mrs. Fairfax said will mr. Rochester marry her I asked mrs. Fairfax smiled I don't know miss Eyre she replied I don't know I was very unhappy I went up to my bedroom I looked in my mirror Jane Eyre I said to myself you are not pretty and you are poor mr. Rochester will never marry you he will marry miss Blanche Ingram she is a rich lady you are a poor governess forget mr. Rochester Jane Eyre forget him