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1There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been2I resisted all the way: a new thing for me, and a circumstance which3The next thing I remember is, waking up with a feeling as if I had had4From my discourse with Mr. Lloyd, and from the above reported5Five o’clock had hardly struck on the morning of the 19th of January,6The next day commenced as before, getting up and dressing by rushlight;7My first quarter at Lowood seemed an age; and not the golden age8Ere the half-hour ended, five o’clock struck; school was dismissed, and9But the privations, or rather the hardships, of Lowood lessened. Spring10Hitherto I have recorded in detail the events of my insignificant11A new chapter in a novel is something like a new scene in a play; and12The promise of a smooth career, which my first calm introduction to13Mr. Rochester, it seems, by the surgeon’s orders, went to bed early14For several subsequent days I saw little of Mr. Rochester. In the15Mr. Rochester did, on a future occasion, explain it. It was one16I both wished and feared to see Mr. Rochester on the day which followed17A week passed, and no news arrived of Mr. Rochester: ten days, and18Merry days were these at Thornfield Hall; and busy days too: how19The library looked tranquil enough as I entered it, and the Sibyl—if20I had forgotten to draw my curtain, which I usually did, and also to21Presentiments are strange things! and so are sympathies; and so are22Mr. Rochester had given me but one week’s leave of absence: yet a month23A splendid Midsummer shone over England: skies so pure, suns so radiant24As I rose and dressed, I thought over what had happened, and wondered25The month of courtship had wasted: its very last hours were being26Sophie came at seven to dress me: she was very long indeed in27Some time in the afternoon I raised my head, and looking round and28Two days are passed. It is a summer evening; the coachman has set me29The recollection of about three days and nights succeeding this is very30The more I knew of the inmates of Moor House, the better I liked them.31My home, then, when I at last find a home,—is a cottage; a little room32I continued the labours of the village-school as actively and33When Mr. St. John went, it was beginning to snow; the whirling storm34It was near Christmas by the time all was settled: the season of35He did not leave for Cambridge the next day, as he had said he would.36The daylight came. I rose at dawn. I busied myself for an hour or two37The manor-house of Ferndean was a building of considerable antiquity,38—CONCLUSION
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