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on his pale brow and cheek as pale； where it grieved me to discover the hollow trace of care or sorrow now so plainly graved。 i waited； expecting he would say something i could at least prehend； but his hand was now at his chin； his finger on his lip： he was thinking。 it struck me that his hand looked wasted like his face。 a perhaps uncalled…for gush of pity came over my heart： i was moved to say—
“i wish diana or mary would e and live with you： it is too bad that you should be quite alone； and you are recklessly rash about your own health。”
“not at all；” said he： “i care for myself when necessary。 i am well now。 what do you see amiss in me？”
this was said with a careless； abstracted indifference； which showed that my solicitude was； at least in his opinion； wholly superfluous。 i was silenced。
he still slowly moved his finger over his upper lip； and still his eye dwelt dreamily on the glowing grate； thinking it urgent to say something； i asked him presently if he felt any cold draught from the door； which was behind him。
“no； no！” he responded shortly and somewhat testily。
“well；” i reflected； “if you won’t talk； you may be still； i’ll let you alone now； and return to my book。”
so i snuffed the candle and resumed the perusal of “marmion。” he soon stirred； my eye was instantly drawn to his movements； he only took out a morocco pocket…book； thence produced a letter； which he read in silence； folded it； put it back； relapsed into meditation。 it was vain to try to read with such an inscrutable fixture before me； nor could i； in impatience； consent to be dumb； he might rebuff me if my he liked； but talk i would。
“have you heard from diana and mary lately？”
“not since the letter i showed you a week ago。”
“there has not been any change made about your own arrangements？ you will not be summoned to leave england sooner than you expected？”
“i fear not； indeed： such chance is too good to befall me。” baffled so far； i changed my ground。 i bethought myself to talk about the school and my scholars。
“mary garrett’s mother is better； and mary came back to the school this morning； and i shall have four new girls next week from the foundry close—they would have e to…day but for the snow。”
“indeed！”
“mr。 oliver pays for two。”
“does he？”
“he means to give the whole school a treat at christmas。”
“i know。”
“was it your suggestion？”
“no。”
“whose； then？”
“his daughter’s； i think。”
“it is like her： she is so good…natured。”
“yes。”
again came the blank of a pause： the clock struck eight strokes。 it aroused him； he uncrossed his legs； sat erect； turned to me。
“leave your book a moment； and e a little nearer the fire；” he said。
wondering； and of my wonder finding no end； i plied。
“half…an…hour ago；” he pursued； “i spoke of my impatience to hear the sequel of a tale： on reflection； i find the matter will be better managed by my assuming the narrator’s part； and converting you into a listener。 before mencing； it is but fair to warn you that the story will sound somewhat hackneyed in your ears； but stale details often regain a degree of freshness when they pass through new lips。 for the rest； whether trite or novel； it is short。
“twenty years ago； a poor curate—never mind his name at this moment—fell in love with a rich man’s daughter； she fell in love with him； and married him； against the advice of all her friends； who consequently disowned her immediately after the wedding。 before two years passed； the rash pair were both dead； and laid quietly side by side under one slab。 （i have seen their grave； it formed part of the pavement of a huge churchyard surrounding the grim； soot…black old cathedral of an overgrown manufacturing town in — shire。） they left a daughter； which； at its very birth； charity received in her lap—cold as that of the snow…drift i almost stuck fast in to…night。 charity carried the friendless thing to the house of its rich maternal relations； it was reared by an aunt…in…law； called （i e to names now） mrs。 reed of gateshead。 you start—did you hear a noise？ i daresay it is only a rat scrambling along the rafters of the adjoining schoolroom： it was a barn before i had it repaired and altered； and barns are generally haunted by rats。—to proceed。 mrs。 reed kept the orphan ten years： whether it was happy or not with her； i cannot say； never having been told； but at the end of that time she transferred it to a place you know—being no other than lowood school； where you so long resided yourself。 it seems her career there was very honourable： from a pupil； she became a teacher； like yourself—really it strikes me there are parallel points in her history and yours—she left it to be a governess： there； again； your fates were analogous； she undertook the education of the ward of a certain mr。 rochester。”
“mr。 rivers！” i interrupted。
“i can guess your feelings；” he said； “but restrain them for a while： i have nearly finished； hear me to the end。 of mr。 rochester’s character i know nothing； but the one fact that he professed to offer honourable marriage to this young girl； and that at the very altar she discovered he had a wife yet alive； though a lunatic。 what his subsequent conduct and proposals were is a matter of pure conjecture； but when an event transpired which rendered inquiry after the governess necessary； it was discovered she was gone—no one could tell when； where； or how。 she had left thornfield hall in the night； every research after her course had been vain： the country had been scoured far and wide； no vestige of information could be gathered respecting her。 yet that she should be found is bee a matter of serious urgency： advertisements have been put in all the papers； i myself have received a letter from one mr。 briggs； a solicitor； municating the details i have just imparted。 is it not an odd tale？”
“just tell me this；” said i； “and since you know so much； you surely can tell it me—what of mr。 rochester？ how and where is he？ what is he doing？ is he well？”
“i am ignorant of all concerning mr。 rochester： the letter never mentions him but to narrate the fraudul