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1Theredroom

　　Wecouldnotgoforawalkthatafternoon．Therewassuchafreezingcoldwind，andsuchheavyrain，thatweallstayedindoors．Iwasgladofit．Ineverlikedlongwalks，especiallyinwinter．Iusedtohatecominghomewhenitwasalmostdark，withice-coldfingersandtoes，feelingmiserablebccauseBessie，thenursemaid，wasalwaysscoldingme．AllthetimeIknewIwasdifferentfrommycousins，Eliza，JohnandGeorgianaReed．Theyweretallerandstrongerthanme，andtheywereloved．

　　Thesethreeusuallyspenttheirtimecryingandquarrelling，buttodaytheyweresittingquietlyaroundtheirmotherinthesitting-room．Iwantedtojointhefamilycircle，butMrsReed，myaunt，refusedBessiehadcomplaintedaboutme．

　　'No，I'msorry，Jane．UntilIhearfromBessie，orseeformyself，thatyouarereallytryingtobehavebetter，youcannotbetreatedasagood，happychild，likemychildren．'

　　'WhatdoesBessiesayIhavedone？

'Iasked．

　　'Jane，itisnotpolitetoquestionmeinthatway．Ifyoucannotspeakpleasantly，bequiet．'

　　Icreptoutofthesitting-roomandintothesmallroomnextdoor，whereIchoseabookfullofpicturesfromthebookcase．Iclimbedontothewindow-seatanddrewthecurtains，sothatIwascompletelyhidden．Isatthereforawhile．SometimesIlookedoutofthewindowatthegreyNovemberafternoon，andsawtherainpouringdownontheleaflessgarden．ButmostofthetimeIstudiedthebookandstared，fascinated，atthepictures．Lostintheworldofimagination，Iforgotmysad，lonelyexistenceforawhile，andwashappy，Iwasonlyafraidthatmysecrethiding-placemightbediscovered．

　　Suddenlythedooroftheroomopened．JohnReedrushedin．

　　'Whereareyou，rat？

'heshouted．Hedidnotseemebehindthecurtain．'Eliza！

Georgy！

Janeisn'there！

TellMammashe'srunoutintotherain—whatabadanimalsheis！

'

　　'HowluckyIdrewthecurtain，'Ithought．Hewouldneverhavefoundme，becausehewasnotveryintelligent．ButElizaguessedatoncewhereIwas．

　　'She'sinthewindow-seat，John，'shecalledfromthesitting-room．SoIcameoutimmediately，asIdidnotwanthimtopullmeout．

　　'Whatdoyouwant？

'Iaskedhim．

　　'Say，“Whatdoyouwant，MasterReed”，'heanswered，sittinginanarmchair．'Iwantyoutocomehere．'

　　JohnReedwasfourteenandIwasonlyten．Hewaslargeandratherfat．Heusuallyatetoomuchatmeals，whichmadehimill．Heshouldhavebeenatboardingschool，buthismother，wholovedhimverymuch，hadbroughthimhomeforamonthortwo，becauseshethoughthishealthwasdelicate．

　　Johndidnotlovehismotherorhissister，andhehatedmeHebulliedandpunishedme，nottwoorthreetimesaweek，notonceortwiceaday，butallthetime．Mywholebodytrembledwhenhecamenear．Sometimeshehitme，sometimeshejustthreatenedme，andIlivedinterriblefearofhim．Ihadnoideaabouthowtostophim．Theservantsdidnotwanttooffendtheiryoungmaster，andMrsReedcouldseenofaultinherdearboy．

　　SoIobeyedJohn'sorderandapproachedhisarmchair，thinkinghowveryuglyhisfacewas．PerhapsheunderstoodwhatIwasthinking，forhehitmehardontheface．

　　'ThatisforyourrudenesstoMammajustnow，'hesaid，'andforyourwickednessinhiding，andforlookingatmelikethat，yourat！

'IwassousedtohisbullyingthatIneverthoughtofhittinghimback．

　　'Whatwereyoudoingbehindthatcurtain？

'heasked．

　　'Iwasreading，'Ianswered．

　　'Showmethebook．'Igaveittohim．

　　'Youhavenorighttotakeourbooks，'hecontinued．'Youhavenomoneyandyourfatherleftyornone．Yououghttobeginthestreets，notlivehereincomfortwithagentleman'sfamily．Aayway，allthesebooksaremine，andsoisthewholehouse，orwillbeinafewyears'time．I'llteachyounottoborrowmybooksagain．'Heliftedtheheavybookandthrewithardatme．

　　IthitmeandIfell，cuttingmyheadonthedoor．Iwasingreatpain，andsuddenlyforthefirsttimeinmylife，IforgotmyfearofJohnReed．

　　'Youwicked，cruelboy！

'Icried．'Youareabully！

Youareasbadasamurderer！

'

　　'What！

What！

'hecried．'Didshesaythattome？

Didyouhear，ElizaandGeorgiana？

I'lltellMamma，butfirst…'

　　Herushedtoattackme，butnowhewasfightingwithadesperategirl．Ireallysawhimasawickedmurderer．Ifeltthebloodrunningdownmyface，andthepaingavemestrength．IfoughtbackashardasIcould．Myresistancesurprisedhim，andheshoutedforhelp．HissistersranforMrsReed，whocalledhermaid，MissAbbott，andBessie．TheypulledusapartandIheardthemsay，'Whatawickedgirl！

SheattackedMasterJohn！

'

　　MrsReedsaidcalmly，'Takeherawaytotheredroomandlockherinthere．'AndsoIwascarriedupstairs，armswavingandlegskicking．

　　Assoonaswearrivedintheredroom，Ibecamequietagain，andthetwoservantsbothstartedscoldingme．

　　'Really，MissEyre，'saidMissAbbott，'howcouldyouhithim？

He'syouryoungmaster！

'

　　'Howcanhebemymaster？

Iamnotaservant！

'Icried．

　　'No，MissEyre，youarelessthanaservant，becauseyoudonotwork，repliedMissAbbott．Theybothlookedatmeasiftheystronglydisapprovedofme．

　　'Youshouldremember，miss，'saidBessie，'thatyourauntpaysforyourfoodandclothes，andyoushouldbegrateful．Youhavenootherrelationsorfriends．'

　　AllmyshortlifeIhadbeentoldthis，andIhadnoanswertoit．Istayedsilent，listeningtothesepainfulreminders．

　　'Andifyouareangryandrude，MrsReedmaysendyouaway，'addedBessie．

　　'Anyway，'saidMissAbbott，'Godwillpunishyou，JaneEyre，foryourwickedheart．PraytoGod，andsayyou'resorry．'Theylefttheroom，lockingthedoorcarefullybehindthem．

　　Theredroomwasacold，silentroom，hardlyeverused，althoughitwasoneofthelargestbedroomsinthehouse．Nineyearsago，myuncle，MrReed，haddiedinthisroom，andsincethennobodyhadwantedtosleepinit．

　　NowthatIwasaloneIthoughtbitterlyofthepeopleIlivedwith．JohnReed，hissisters，hismother，theservants，theyallaccusedme，scoldedme，hatedme．WhycouldIneverpleasethem？

Elizawasselfish，butwasrespected．Georgianahadabadtemper，butshewaspopularwitheverybodybecauseshewasbeautifulJohnwasrude，cruelandviolent，butnobodypunishedhim．Itriedtomakenomistakes，buttheycalledme，naughtyeverymomentoftheday．NowthatIhadturnedagainstJohntoprotectmyself，everybodyblamedme．

　　AndsoIspentthatwholelongafternoonintheredroomaskingmyselfwhyIhadtosufferandwhylifewassounfair．PerhapsIwouldrunaway，orstarvemyselftodeath．

　　Graduallyitbecamedarkoutside．Therainwasstillbeatingonthewindows，andIcouldhearthewindinthetrees．NowIwasnolongerangry，andIbegantothinktheReedsmightberight．PerhapsIwaswicked．DidIdeservetodie，andbeburiedinthechurchyardlikemyuncleReed？

Icouldnotrememberhim，butknewhewasmymother'sbrother，whohadtakenmetohishousewhenmyparentsbothdied．Onhisdeathbedhehadmadehiswife，auntReed，promisetolookaftermelikeherownchildren．Isupposedshenowregrettedherpromise．

　　Astrangeideacametome．IfeltsurethatifMrReedhadlivedhewouldhavetreatedmekindly，andnow，asIlookedroundatthedarkfurnitureandthewallsinshadow，Ibegantofearthathisghostmightcomebacktopunishhiswifefornotkeepingherpromise．Hemightrisefromthegraveinthechurchyardandappearinthisroom！

IwassofrightenedbythisthoughtthatIhardlydaredtobreathe．SuddenlyinthedarknessIsawalightmovingontheceiling．Itmayhavebeenfromalampoutside，butinmynervousstateIdidnotthinkofthat．Ifeltsureitmustbeaghost，avisitorfromanotherworld．Myheadwashot，myheartbeatfast．Wasthatthesoundofwingsinmyears？

Wasthatsomethingmovingnearme？

Screamingwildly，Irushedtothedoorandshookit．MissAbbottandBessiecamerunningtoopenit．

　　'MissEyre，areyouill？

'askedBessie．

　　'Takemeoutofhere！

'Iscreamed．

　　'Why？

What'sthematter？

'sheasked．

　　'Isawalight，andIthoughtitwasaghost，'Icried，holdingtightlyontoBessie'shand．

　　'She'snotevenhurt，'saidMissAbbottindisgust．'Shescreamedjusttobringushere．Iknowallherlittletricks．'

　　'Whatisallthis？

'demandedanangryvoice．MrsReedappearedatthedooroftheroom．'AbbottandBessie，IthinkItoldyoutoleaveJaneEyreinthisroomtillIcame．'

　　'Shescreamedsoloudly，ma'am，'saidBessiesoftly．

　　'Letgooffherhands，Bessie，'wasMrsReed'sonlyanswer．'JaneEyre，youneednotthinkyoucansucceedingettingoutoftheroomlikethis．Yournaughtytrickswillnotworkwithme．Youwillstayhereanhourlongerasapunishmentfortryingtodeceiveus．'

　　'Ohaunt，pleaseforgiveme！

Ican'tbearit！

Ishalldieifyoukeepmehere…'Iscreamedandkickedassheheldme．

　　'Silence！

Controlyourself！

'Shepushedme，resistingwildly，backintotheredroomandlockedmein．ThereIwasinthedarknessagain，withthesilenceandtheghosts．Imusthavefainted．Icannotrememberanythingmore．

2LeavingGateshead

　　Iwokeuptofindthedoctorliftingmeverycarefullyintomyownbed．Itwasgoodtobebackinmyfamiliarbedroom，withawarmfireandcandle-light．ItwasalsoagreatrelieftorecognizeDrLloyd，whoMrsReedcalledinforherservants（shealwayscalledaspecialistforherselfandthechildren）．Hewaslookingaftermesokindly．IfelthewouldprotectmefromMrsReed．Hetalkedtomealittle，thengaveBessieorderstotakegoodcareofme．Whenheleft，Ifeltverylonelyagain．

　　ButIwassurprisedtofindthatBessiedidnotscoldmeatall．InfactshewassokindtomethatIbecamebraveenoughtoaskaquestion．

　　'Bessie，what'shappened？

AmIill？

'

　　'Yes，youbecameillintheredroom，butyou'llgetbetter，don'tworry，MissJane，'sheanswered．Thenshewentnextdoortofetchanotherservant．Icouldhearherwhisper