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"Jane," he recommenced, as we entered the laurel walk, and slowly

strayed down in the direction of the sunk fence and the horse-

chestnut, "Thornfield is a pleasant place in summer, is it not?"

"Yes, sir"

"You ree attached to the house,--you,

who have an eye for natural beauties, and a good deal of the organ

of Adhesiveness?"

"I ah I don't coree of regard for that foolish little child Adele,

too; and even for simple dame Fairfax?"

"Yes, sir; in different ways, I have an affection for both"

"And would be sorry to part with thehed and paused "It is always the way of

events in this life," he continued presently: "no sooner have you

got settled in a pleasant resting-place, than a voice calls out to

you to rise and move on, for the hour of repose is expired"

"Must I move on, sir?" I asked "Must I leave Thornfield?"

"I believe you must, Jane I am sorry, Janet, but I believe indeed

you must"

This was a blow: but I did not let it prostrate me

"Well, sir, I shall be ready when the order to ht"