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(Přepsáno pomocí TurboScribe.ai. Upgradovat na Neomezený pro odstranění této zprávy.) Mr. Rochester had already departed and I did

not know it.

it's a mercy he wasn't burnt where he

lay.

it's a wonder the master weighed nobody.

there she sat her commonplace features betraying no

mark of a woman who had attempted murder.

good morning miss.

good morning Grace.

I will put her to the test I

thought.

such absolute impenetrability is past comprehension.

what has happened here?

master was reading in bed last night.

he fell asleep with the candle lit and

the curtains got on fire.

but luckily he woke just in time.

and contrived to quench the flames with a

jug of water.

strange.

did he wake no one?

did no one hear the disturbance?

the servants sleep too far off miss.

mrs.

Fairfax's room and yours are the nearest.

do you not hear anything?

I should say you were a light sleeper

miss.

yes I did and at first I thought

it was his dog Pilot.

Pilot cannot laugh.

it's hardly likely master would have laughed when

in such danger miss.

you must have been dreaming.

I was not.

you did not think to open your door

and look into the gallery.

she was cross-questioning me.

I realized if she discovered I knew her

guilt she could well play off some of

her malignancy upon my person.

on the contrary I bolted my door.

you do not always do that.

hitherto I have not.

I was not aware of any danger to

be dreaded but in future I shall.

a wise precaution miss.

this neighborhood is as quiet as any I've

known and I've never heard of the hall

being attacked by robbers though there are hundreds

of pounds worth of plate here as is

well known.

but I have always thought it best to

err on the safe side and a door

is soon fastened.

her self-possession struck me dumb.

such hypocrisy verged upon the miraculous or the

lunatic.

ah Grace.

good morning miss Jane.

Grace the servants dinner is ready.

are you coming down?

no thank you ma'am.

if cook will put my pint of porter

and a bit of pudding on a tray

I'll take it upstairs.

Lear.

you look flushed miss Jane.

are you feverish?

no I'm perfectly well.

Grace Poole told you of the fire?

yes indeed she did.

I thank providence mr.

Rochester awoke in time.

well the mist is cleared.

he'll have a favorable day for his journey.

journey?

is mr.

Rochester gone anywhere?

I did not know he was out.

he set off the moment he had breakfasted.

he's gone to mr.

Ashton's place the Lees ten miles beyond Millcote.

quite a party is assembled there I believe.

Lord Ingram sir George...

do you expect him back tonight?

no nor tomorrow either.

mr.

Rochester is a general favorite in society.

the ladies are very fond of him.

though you would not think that his appearance

was calculated to recommend him particularly in their

eyes.

there are ladies at the Lees of course.

there'll be mrs.

Ashton and her three daughters the Honorable Blanche

and Mary Ingram.

Blanche is the belle of every ball in

the county.

she's greatly admired.

oh indeed.

she's so tall so graceful.

raven hair with eyes as brilliant as her

jewels.

and so accomplished.

she plays and sings superbly.

and miss Ingram is not yet married.

no no of course she could not be.

are you sure you're not feverish miss Jane?

no I wonder no wealthy gentleman has taken

a fancy to her.

mr.

Rochester for instance.

he is rich is he not?

oh yes but there is a considerable difference

in age.

mr.

Rochester is nearly 40.

miss Ingram but 25 already

I pronounce judgment upon myself.

a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never

breathed the breath of life to have imagined

myself a favorite of his.

I should not be surprised if mr.

Rochester went straight from the Lees to London

and from there to the continent.

he has often quitted Thornfield quite as abruptly

and not shown his face here again for

a year.

had a more fantastic idiot than I ever

surfeited herself on sweet lies or swallowed poison

as if it were nectar.

to have derived pleasure from the occasional equivocal

tokens of preference shown by a gentleman to

a dependent.

a governess.

to have imagined love where there was mere

carelessness.

to let it kindle.

I made a vow and in a fortnight

I had accomplished the wholesome discipline to which

I forced my feelings to submit.

the sentence I pronounced upon myself for my

blind puppyish imaginings towards mr.

Rochester was to paint two portraits.

one of a governess

disconnected poor and plain and the other

this other I shall call Blanche an accomplished

lady of rank.

there come mr.

Rochester and all the ladies.

Adèle how many times have I told you

to knock?

oh very well.

we'll go and see them coming from the

gallery.

oh it is just as I remember it.

clearly you do not believe in change senor

Edoardo.

neither of the heart's affections nor of places

donna Bianca.

I must go down.

no Adèle.

poor and spacious.

mrs.

Fairfax mrs.

Eshton the honorable ms.

Blanche England.

it's a pleasure to see you again ms.

England mrs.

Eshton.

my housekeeper will show you to your rooms.

come on girls.

there you are miss Jane.

oh what a to-do.

the house hasn't seen such company for years.

oh I'm fashed as they say.

still now that they are all gone down

I can rest a little.

you are requested in the drawing room after

dinner.

and Adèle.

I need not go surely.

well I did observe to mr.

Rochester that you are unused to company.

yes indeed I am.

and that I did not think you would

like appearing before so gay a party.

but he replied in his quick way you

know nonsense.

if she objects tell her it is my

particular wish.

and if she resists say that I will

come and fetch her.

shall you be there?

oh no I pleaded off and he agreed.

but I have to go.

he was determined you should.

if you wish to avoid making a formal

entrance which is quite the most disagreeable part

of the business you must slip into the

drawing room while they are all at dinner

and choose your seat in any nook you

like.

no Louisa I never liked him one jot.

you did.

no I did not like him.

he's a coarse fellow.

she did.

did she not mama?

who dear?

my John Reed of Gateshead.

did you not hear mama?

papa said that we...

my dear I stopped listening to your father

years ago.

there was no restraining hand on the indulgences

of the young duke.

a bachelor's rustic drawing room.

it seems mrs.

Dent you have not sufficiently studied the science

of botany.

not at all.

I simply like flowers.

especially wild ones.

bienvenue madame.

et toi ma petite.

quelle jolie robe.

but mrs.

Dent how can one like what one is

too ignorant to name?

Blanche you're confusing mrs.

Dent.

how can one?

I must hear.

I cannot tell.

one would know if one referred a lily

to a dandelion.

isn't she a love of the child?

quite a little puppet.

and such a pretty dress.

merci beaucoup madame.

I confess I regarded Blanche Ingram with special

interest.

first to see whether she resembled at all

the imagined miniature I'd painted of her.

in many points she did.

and secondly it will out to discover if

she was such as I should fancy likely

to suit mr.

Rochester's taste.

I could not tell but to me she

appeared remarkably self-conscious.

where are the gentlemen?

cannot stand female company.

so insipid.

mr.

Rochester said they'd be out of men.

splendid piece of horse flesh.

you refuse to wager Ingram?

at such odds who would not?

miss Eshton I dare swear your color has

risen.

has miss Louisa been trailing you?

give thanks you've not fallen prey to my

sister Blanche.

she's a cruel tease.

an ill-considered reform so which I fear

the Tories will live to repent.

what say you Rochester?

I detest politics.

calculated clashings of opposed party interests.

rutting stags battling for the doubtful favors of

a docile public.

senor Edward?

Donna Bianca.

I thought you detested children.

usually yes.

how did you come to take upon such

a little doll as that?

where did you pick her up?

she was left on my hands.

you should have sent her to school.

I could not afford to Donna Bianca.

really?

no you tease.

I suppose you have a governess for her.

but I saw a person just now.

is she gone?

no she's still there.

I would have thought it quite as expensive.

I've not considered the subject.

no you men never do.

oh you should hear Mama on the subject

of governesses.

Mary and I have had a dozen.

half of them detestable and the rest ridiculous.

all incubi were they not Mama?

did you speak my own?

of governesses Mama.

oh don't dearest.

I've suffered martyrdoms from their incompetency and caprice.

we do have miss Adele's governess here with

us.

taffy?

let her hear what she will.

it may do her good.

I'm a judge of physiognomy and in her

I see all the faults of her class.

and what are they madam?

ask Blanche.

she's as good a judge as I am.

no I have only one word to say

of the whole tribe.

they're a nuisance.

lacrimose low-spirited creatures.

I see.

Signor Eduardo.

I move the introduction of a new topic.

and I second it Donna Bianca.

are you in good voice tonight?

if you command it.

I'll try.

here then is a corsair song.

...

...

know that I dote on corsairs.

banditti any man with the devil in him.

...

oh young men of today they're such puny

things.

they're not fit to stir a step beyond

past park gates.

nor go so far without Mama's permission.

creatures so absorbed with care of their own

pretty looks as if a man had anything

to do with beauty.

as if loveliness were not the special prerogative

of woman.

I grant an ugly woman is a blot

on the face of creation.

but as to the gentlemen let them possess

only strength to hunt shoot and fight.

the rest is not worth a Philip.

...

do you note Signor Eduardo?

how could I not since it was you

who taught me it.

...

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Why did you not come and speak to

me?

You seemed engaged sir.

I did not wish to disturb you.

What have you been doing during my absence?

Nothing in particular.

I've been teaching Adele as usual.

And getting a good deal paler than you

were as I saw at first sight.

Did you take cold that night you half

drowned me?

Not in the least.

Return to the drawing room.

You're deserting too early.

I'm tired sir.

And depressed.

I'm not.

But I affirm you are.

So much depressed that a few more words

would bring tears.

Indeed they're there shining.

If I had time I would know what

this means.

Tonight I excuse you.

But not tomorrow nor the next night.

Now go and send Sophie for Adele.

Good night.

Despite all intentions, all the dictates of common

sense, I had learned to love Mr. Rochester.

That he would marry Blanche Ingram was certain

however.

Though why was less so?

For family perhaps, political reasons.

He had not given her his love.

That I knew.

And knowledge has no power to lessen pain.

We should have taken our excursion to view

a few wretched gypsies.

In the rain my lily flower.

Well anything rather than this tedium.

Why don't you play billiards with the others

dearest?

Please mama.

Ah!

Mr. Mason has arrived ma'am.

Well, if he's a gentleman, show him in.

It appears I come at an inopportune time

madam when my friend Mr. Rochester is away

on business.

He returns tonight.

I trust I may presume therefore to install

myself here till he returns.

I'm sure you may.

I come from a very long journey from

Spanish town in Jamaica.

Ah!

My daughter Miss Ingram.

Give her sir.

We must rest for dinner.

Oh my dear.

I cannot persuade her to go away my

lady.

A gypsy woman.

Dismiss her.

Mama!

At once!

These low imposters.

I insist.

I wish to.

My angel I cannot countenance any such inconsistent

proceeding.

Oh you can and you will.

I have a curiosity to hear my fortune

told.

I shall go first.

She looks such a rough one ma'am.

A real tinkler.

Black as a crock.

Go blockhead.

Miss Ingram, I think perhaps I ought to

look in upon her before any of the

ladies go.

But the footman said she would see no

gentleman and of the ladies only the young

and single.

Even so?

Even so I am determined to hear my

fortune told.

Had we gone out this afternoon I would

have anyway.

Darling recollect.

I beg of you.

I recollect all you can suggest.

But I will have my way.

Will you go ma'am?

For my part I'd never dare venture.

Something of a masquerade I suspected from the

moment this gypsy woman's presence was announced.

And did Rochester like the West Indies?

No scarcely at all.

The burning heats and the rainy seasons all

disagreed with his constitution.

But this was some years back you say?

He'd only just come of age yes.

He'd be uh...

Well?

It's your realty.

Please don't press upon me.

I've seen a vagabond.

She has practiced her trade in hackneyed fashion.

My whim is gratified.

And now I suggest that Mr Eshton and

Colonel Dent put her out.

But we have not seen her yet.

Approach Childa.

Come on Mary.

Go on Louisa.

But ma she told us that.

She knows all about him.

This ain't nothing of the ordinance we took

in our book.

I'm sure she's not quite right.

Me my pleasure.

Thank you sir.

If you please miss, the gypsy declares that

there's another single lady who's not been to

her yet.

I thought it must be you.

What shall I tell you?

Oh I will go by all means.

If you like miss, I'll wait in the

hall.

If she frightens you just call and I'll

come in.

Oh no sir.

I'm not in the least afraid.

Nor was I.

But I was a good deal interested.

Do not keep me long.

The fire scorches me.

The eye is favorable.

It is soft and full of feeling.

As to the mouth it would like to

laugh more.

Indeed it ought to.

While the forehead declares reason sits firm and

holds the reins.

She will not let her feelings burst away

and hurry her to wild chasms.

You do not speak like a gypsy mother.

You have no faith.

Your impudence said so.

Your fortune is yet doubtful.

Chance has meted you a measure of happiness.

It depends on yourself to stretch out your

hand and take it up.

You smile at my jargon.

And at your voice sir.

What?

And the ring on your hand also.

No.

You witch!

Off!

Ye lendings!

The string's in a knot.

Help me Jane.

Break it sir.

Well did you like my charade?

Was it well carried out?

You managed very well with the other ladies.

But not with you?

No.

You did not act the character of a

gypsy with me.

Did I not?

Who's then?

My own?

Oh no.

Some unaccountable one.

Hmm.

And the others what did they say about

me?

That you knew everything about them which of

course you do.

And Miss Ingram what did she say?

Who said it is past eleven o'clock?

I must go.

No stay.

I am not here remember.

So we are free.

Oh but Miss Ingram is expecting your return

from business this evening.

What if she does?

Mr. Rochester are you aware that a stranger

has arrived since you left this morning?

What stranger?

I was expecting no one.

Is he gone?

No.

He said he has known you for many

years and would install himself here till you

returned.

The devil he did.

Did he give his name?

As Mason sir.

Mason?

He comes from the West Indies.

From Jamaica I think.

Mason.

You will sir.

Jane.

Jane!

Lean on me sir.

As I did before.

Mason.

Mason.

Where is he now?

In the drawing room sir.

And the others what are they doing?

Laughing and talking.

They don't look grave or mysterious as if

they'd heard something strange.

No.

They're full of jest and gaiety.

Jane.

If all my guests came in a body

and spat on me what would you do?

I would turn them out of the room

if I could sir.

And if I went to them and they

looked at me coldly whispered and sneered behind

my back and one by one dropped off

and left me what then?

Would you go with them?

I should have more pleasure in staying with

you.

To comfort me?

As well as I could.

And if they laid you under a band

for adhering to me?

I should care nothing for that.

You'd dare censure for my sake?

As I would for any friend.

As you would too I'm sure sir.

Go back now.

Step quietly up to Mason.

Whisper that I'm returned and wish to see

him here.

Then leave it.

Yes sir.

Well Dick.

You bird of ill omen.

I'd forgotten to draw my curtain which I

usually did.

The consequence was that when the moon which

was full and bright came in her course

to that space in the sky opposite my

casement her glorious gaze roused me in the

dead of night.

Her disc was silver white crystal clear.

It was beautiful but too solemn.

Ah!

Ah!

My pulse stopped.

My heart stood still.

My stretched arm was paralyzed.

The cry was not renewed.

But what being could have delivered such an

utterance?

Did you hear that?

I will raise Rochester.

I think he came from that direction over

there.

Mr. Rochester will tell us what it was.

I expect it was nothing at all.

Where the devil is Rochester?

I cannot find him in his room.

Here.

Be composed all of you.

What awful event has taken place?

Speak.

Let us know what has happened.

All's right.

But that cry!

A mere rehearsal of much ado about nothing.

Please keep off or I shall wax dangerous!

A servant has had a nightmare that is

all.

She's a nervous excitable person.

She construed her dream into an apparition and

has taken a fit with fright.

Now I must see you all back to

your rooms for until the house is settled

she cannot be properly looked after.

Gentlemen have the goodness to set the ladies

the example.

Miss Ingram I'm sure you'll not fail in

evincing superiority to idle terrors.

Good night.

A servant's dream was merely an invention Mr.

Rochester had framed to pacify his guests.

I waited for I knew not what.

For it seemed to me that some event

must follow that strange cry.

Come in.

Jane.

Up and dressed.

I thought I might be wanted sir.

Yes come this way.

No wait.

Have you a sponge?

Yes sir.

And salts.

Valaterly salts.

Yes.

You don't turn sick at the sight of

blood.

I think I shall not.

I've never been tried yet.

Give me your hand.

Warm and steady.

Good.

Come.

Wait.

Rochester.

Is there any immediate danger?

Scratch.

It's a mere scratch.

Bear up now.