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“no； that does not satisfy me！” i exclaimed： and indeed there was something in the hasty and unexplanatory reply which； instead of allaying； piqued my curiosity more than ever。
“it is a very strange piece of business；” i added； “i must know more about it。”
“another time。”
“no； to…night！—to…night！” and as he turned from the door； i placed myself between it and him。 he looked rather embarrassed。
“you certainly shall not go till you have told me all；” i said。
“i would rather not just now。”
“you shall！—you must！”
“i would rather diana or mary informed you。”
of course these objections wrought my eagerness to a climax： gratified it must be； and that without delay； and i told him so。
“but i apprised you that i was a hard man；” said he； “difficult to persuade。”
“and i am a hard woman；—impossible to put off。”
“and then；” he pursued； “i am cold： no fervour infects me。”
“whereas i am hot； and fire dissolves ice。 the blaze there has thawed all the snow from your cloak； by the same token； it has streamed on to my floor； and made it like a trampled street。 as you hope ever to be forgiven； mr。 rivers； the high crime and misdemeanour of spoiling a sanded kitchen； tell me what i wish to know。”
“well； then；” he said； “i yield； if not to your earnestness； to your perseverance： as stone is worn by continual dropping。 besides； you must know some day；—as well now as later。 your name is jane eyre？”
“of course： that was all settled before。”
“you are not； perhaps； aware that i am your namesake？—that i was christened st。 john eyre rivers？”
“no； indeed！ i remember now seeing the letter e。 prised in your initials written in books you have at different times lent me； but i never asked for what name it stood。 but what then？ surely—”
i stopped： i could not trust myself to entertain； much less to express； the thought that rushed upon me—that embodied itself；— that； in a second； stood out a strong； solid probability。 circumstances knit themselves； fitted themselves； shot into order： the chain that had been lying hitherto a formless lump of links was drawn out straight；—every ring was perfect； the connection plete。 i knew； by instinct； how the matter stood； before st。 john had said another word； but i cannot expect the reader to have the same intuitive perception； so i must repeat his explanation。
“my mother’s name was eyre； she had two brothers； one a clergyman； who married miss jane reed； of gateshead； the other； john eyre； esq。； merchant； late of funchal； madeira。 mr。 briggs； being mr。 eyre’s solicitor； wrote to us last august to inform us of our uncle’s death； and to say that he had left his property to his brother the clergyman’s orphan daughter； overlooking us； in consequence of a quarrel； never forgiven； between him and my father。 he wrote again a few weeks since； to intimate that the heiress was lost； and asking if we knew anything of her。 a name casually written on a slip of paper has enabled me to find her out。 you know the rest。” again he was going； but i set my back against the door。
“do let me speak；” i said； “let me have one moment to draw breath and reflect。” i paused—he stood before me； hat in hand； looking posed enough。 i resumed—
“your mother was my father’s sister？”
“yes。”
“my aunt； consequently？”
he bowed。
“my uncle john was your uncle john？ you； diana； and mary are his sister’s children； as i am his brother’s child？”
“undeniably。”
“you three； then； are my cousins； half our blood on each side flows from the same source？”
“we are cousins； yes。”
i surveyed him。 it seemed i had found a brother： one i could be proud of；—one i could love； and two sisters； whose qualities were such； that； when i knew them but as mere strangers； they had inspired me with genuine affection and admiration。 the two girls； on whom； kneeling down on the wet ground； and looking through the low； latticed window of moor house kitchen； i had gazed with so bitter a mixture of interest and despair； were my near kinswomen； and the young and stately gentleman who had found me almost dying at his threshold was my blood relation。 glorious discovery to a lonely wretch！ this was wealth indeed！—wealth to the heart！—a mine of pure； genial affections。 this was a blessing； bright； vivid； and exhilarating；—not like the ponderous gift of gold： rich and wele enough in its way； but sobering from its weight。 i now clapped my hands in sudden joy—my pulse bounded； my veins thrilled。
“oh； i am glad！—i am glad！” i exclaimed。
st。 john smiled。 “did i not say you neglected essential points to pursue trifles？” he asked。 “you were serious when i told you you had got a fortune； and now； for a matter of no moment； you are excited。”
“what can you mean？ it may be of no moment to you； you have sisters and don’t care for a cousin； but i had nobody； and now three relations；—or two； if you don’t choose to be counted；—are born into my world full…grown。 i say again； i am glad！”
i walked fast through the room： i stopped； half suffocated with the thoughts that rose faster than i could receive； prehend； settle them：… thoughts of what might； could； would； and should be； and that ere long。 i looked at the blank wall： it seemed a sky thick with ascending stars；—every one lit me to a purpose or delight。 those who had saved my life； whom； till this hour； i had loved barrenly； i could now benefit。 they were under a yoke；—i could free them： they were scattered；—i could reunite them： the independence； the affluence which was mine； might be theirs too。 were we not four？ twenty thousand pounds shared equally would be five thousand each； justice—enough and to spare： justice would be done；—mutual happiness secured。 now the wealth did not weigh on me： now it was not a mere bequest of coin；—it was a legacy of life； hope； enjoyment。
how i looked while these ideas were taking my spirit by storm； i cannot tell； but i perceived soon that mr。 rivers had placed a chair behind me； and was gently attempting to make me sit down on it。 he also advised me to be posed； i scorned the insinuation of helplessness and distraction； shook off