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“is the danger you apprehended last night gone by now； sir？”
“i cannot vouch for that till mason is out of england： nor even then。 to live； for me； jane； is to stand on a crater…crust which may crack and spue fire any day。”
“but mr。 mason seems a man easily led。 your influence； sir； is evidently potent with him： he will never set you at defiance or wilfully injure you。”
“oh； no！ mason will not defy me； nor； knowing it； will he hurt me— but； unintentionally； he might in a moment； by one careless word； deprive me； if not of life； yet for ever of happiness。”
“tell him to be cautious； sir： let him know what you fear； and show him how to avert the danger。”
he laughed sardonically； hastily took my hand； and as hastily threw it from him。
“if i could do that； simpleton； where would the danger be？ annihilated in a moment。 ever since i have known mason； i have only had to say to him ‘do that；’ and the thing has been done。 but i cannot give him orders in this case： i cannot say ‘beware of harming me； richard；’ for it is imperative that i should keep him ignorant that harm to me is possible。 now you look puzzled； and i will puzzle you further。 you are my little friend； are you not？”
“i like to serve you； sir； and to obey you in all that is right。”
“precisely： i see you do。 i see genuine contentment in your gait and mien； your eye and face； when you are helping me and pleasing me—working for me； and with me； in； as you characteristically say； ‘all that is right：’ for if i bid you do what you thought wrong； there would be no light…footed running； no neat…handed alacrity； no lively glance and animated plexion。 my friend would then turn to me； quiet and pale； and would say； ‘no； sir； that is impossible： i cannot do it； because it is wrong；’ and would bee immutable as a fixed star。 well； you too have power over me； and may injure me： yet i dare not show you where i am vulnerable； lest； faithful and friendly as you are； you should transfix me at once。”
“if you have no more to fear from mr。 mason than you have from me； sir； you are very safe。”
“god grant it may be so！ here； jane； is an arbour； sit down。”
the arbour was an arch in the wall； lined with ivy； it contained a rustic seat。 mr。 rochester took it； leaving room； however； for me： but i stood before him。
“sit；” he said； “the bench is long enough for two。 you don’t hesitate to take a place at my side； do you？ is that wrong； jane？”
i answered him by assuming it： to refuse would； i felt； have been unwise。
“now； my little friend； while the sun drinks the dew—while all the flowers in this old garden awake and expand； and the birds fetch their young ones’ breakfast out of the thornfield； and the early bees do their first spell of work—i’ll put a case to you； which you must endeavour to suppose your own： but first； look at me； and tell me you are at ease； and not fearing that i err in detaining you； or that you err in staying。”
“no； sir； i am content。”
“well then； jane； call to aid your fancy：… suppose you were no longer a girl well reared and disciplined； but a wild boy indulged from childhood upwards； imagine yourself in a remote foreign land； conceive that you there mit a capital error； no matter of what nature or from what motives； but one whose consequences must follow you through life and taint all your existence。 mind； i don’t say a crime； i am not speaking of shedding of blood or any other guilty act； which might make the perpetrator amenable to the law： my word is error。 the results of what you have done bee in time to you utterly insupportable； you take measures to obtain relief： unusual measures； but neither unlawful nor culpable。 still you are miserable； for hope has quitted you on the very confines of life： your sun at noon darkens in an eclipse； which you feel will not leave it till the time of setting。 bitter and base associations have bee the sole food of your memory： you wander here and there； seeking rest in exile： happiness in pleasure—i mean in heartless； sensual pleasure—such as dulls intellect and blights feeling。 heart…weary and soul…withered； you e home after years of voluntary banishment： you make a new acquaintance—how or where no matter： you find in this stranger much of the good and bright qualities which you have sought for twenty years； and never before encountered； and they are all fresh； healthy； without soil and without taint。 such society revives； regenerates： you feel better days e back—higher wishes； purer feelings； you desire to remence your life； and to spend what remains to you of days in a way more worthy of an immortal being。 to attain this end； are you justified in overleaping an obstacle of custom—a mere conventional impediment which neither your conscience sanctifies nor your judgment approves？”
he paused for an answer： and what was i to say？ oh； for some good spirit to suggest a judicious and satisfactory response！ vain aspiration！ the west wind whispered in the ivy round me； but no gentle ariel borrowed its breath as a medium of speech： the birds sang in the tree…tops； but their song； however sweet； was inarticulate。
again mr。 rochester propounded his query：
“is the wandering and sinful； but now rest…seeking and repentant； man justified in daring the world’s opinion； in order to attach to him for ever this gentle； gracious； genial stranger； thereby securing his own peace of mind and regeneration of life？”
“sir；” i answered； “a wanderer’s repose or a sinner’s reformation should never depend on a fellow…creature。 men and women die； philosophers falter in wisdom； and christians in goodness： if any one you know has suffered and erred； let him look higher than his equals for strength to amend and solace to heal。”
“but the instrument—the instrument！ god； who does the work； ordains the instrument。 i have myself—i tell it you without parable—been a worldly； dissipated； restless man； and i believe i have found the instrument for my cure in—”
he paused： the birds went on carolling； the leaves lightly rustling。 i almost wondered they did not check their songs and whispers to catch the suspended revelation； but they would have had t