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I started at first, and then I approached his," said he, "he reminds me rather of a West Indian

insect; one does not often see so large and gay a night-rover in

England; there! he is flown"

Thealso; but Mr

Rochester followed me, and e reached the wicket, he said "Turn back: on so lovely a night it is a shao to bed while sunset is thus at

h h at an answer, there are ti an excuse; and always the lapse occurs at some crisis, when

a facile word or plausible pretext is specially wanted to get me out

of painful embarrassment I did not like to walk at this hour alone

with Mr Rochester in the shadowy orchard; but I could not find a

reason to allege for leaving hihts busily bent on discovering a means of extrication; but he

hirave also, I beca any confusion: the evil--if evil existent or prospective

there was--seemed to lie with me only; his mind was unconscious and

quiet