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"Well," said Mr Rochester, gazing inquiringly into ht is serene, sir; and so am I"

"And you will not dreaht; but of

happy love and blissful union"

This prediction was but half fulfilled: I did not indeed dream of

sorrow, but as little did I dream of joy; for I never slept at all

With little Adele in my arms, I watched the slumber of childhood--so

tranquil, so passionless, so innocent--and waited for the co

day: all my life ake and astir in my frame: and as soon as

the sun rose I rose too I re to me as I left

her: I remember I kissed her as I loosened her little hands froe emotion, and quitted her

because I feared my sobs would break her still sound repose She

seemed the emblem of my past life; and he I was now to array myself

to meet, the dread, but adored, type of my unknown future day