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"YOU," I said, "a favourite with Mr Rochester? YOU gifted with the

power of pleasing him? YOU of importance to him in any way? Go!

your folly sickens me And you have derived pleasure from

occasional tokens of preference--equivocal tokens shown by a

gentleman of family and a man of the world to a dependent and a

novice How dared you? Poor stupid dupe!--Could not even self-

interestthe

brief scene of last night?--Cover your face and be ashamed! He said

so in praise of your eyes, did he? Blind puppy! Open their

bleared lids and look on your own accursed senselessness! It does

good to no woman to be flattered by her superior, who cannot

possibly intend to marry her; and it is madness in all women to let

a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown,

must devour the life that feeds it; and, if discovered and responded

to, nis-fatus-like, into miry wilds whence there is no

extrication

"Listen, then, Jane Eyre, to your sentence: tolass before you, and draw in chalk your own picture, faithfully,