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“Yes； ma’am。”
“I’ll see it carried into your room；” she said； and bustled out。
“She treats me like a visitor；” thought I。 “I little expected such a reception； I anticipated only coldness and stiffness： this is not like what I have heard of the treatment of governesses； but I must not exult too soon。”
She returned； with her own hands cleared her knitting apparatus and a book or two from the table； to make room for the tray which Leah now brought； and then herself handed me the refreshments。 I felt rather confused at being the object of more attention than I had ever before received； and； that too； shown by my employer and superior； but as she did not herself seem to consider she was doing anything out of her place； I thought it better to take her civilities quietly。
“Shall I have the pleasure of seeing Miss Fairfax to…night？” I asked； when I had partaken of what she offered me。
“What did you say； my dear？ I am a little deaf；” returned the good lady； approaching her ear to my mouth。
I repeated the question more distinctly。
“Miss Fairfax？ Oh； you mean Miss Varens！ Varens is the name of your future pupil。”
“Indeed！ Then she is not your daughter？”
“No；—I have no family。”
I should have followed up my first inquiry； by asking in what way Miss Varens was connected with her； but I recollected it was not polite to ask too many questions： besides； I was sure to hear in time。
“I am so glad；” she continued； as she sat down opposite to me； and took the cat on her knee； “I am so glad you are e； it will be quite pleasant living here now with a panion。 To be sure it is pleasant at any time； for Thornfield is a fine old hall； rather neglected of late years perhaps； but still it is a respectable place； yet you know in winter…time one feels dreary quite alone in the best quarters。 I say alone—Leah is a nice girl to be sure； and John and his wife are very decent people； but then you see they are only servants； and one can’t converse with them on terms of equality： one must keep them at due distance； for fear of losing one’s authority。 I’m sure last winter （it was a very severe one； if you recollect； and when it did not snow； it rained and blew）； not a creature but the butcher and postman came to the house； from November till February； and I really got quite melancholy with sitting night after night alone； I had Leah in to read to me sometimes； but I don’t think the poor girl liked the task much： she felt it confining。 In spring and summer one got on better： sunshine and long days make such a difference； and then； just at the mencement of this autumn； little Adela Varens came and her nurse： a child makes a house alive all at once； and now you are here I shall be quite gay。”
My heart really warmed to the worthy lady as I heard her talk； and I drew my chair a little nearer to her； and expressed my sincere wish that she might find my pany as agreeable as she anticipated。
“But I’ll not keep you sitting up late to…night；” said she； “it is on the stroke of twelve now； and you have been travelling all day： you must feel tired。 If you have got your feet well warmed； I’ll show you your bedroom。 I’ve had the room next to mine prepared for you； it is only a small apartment； but I thought you would like it better than one of the large front chambers： to be sure they have finer furniture； but they are so dreary and solitary； I never sleep in them myself。”
I thanked her for her considerate choice； and as I really felt fatigued with my long journey； expressed my readiness to retire。 She took her candle； and I followed her from the room。 First she went to see if the hall…door was fastened； having taken the key from the lock； she led the way upstairs。 The steps and banisters were of oak； the staircase window was high and latticed； both it and the long gallery into which the bedroom doors opened looked as if they belonged to a church rather than a house。 A very chill and vault… like air pervaded the stairs and gallery； suggesting cheerless ideas of space and solitude； and I was glad； when finally ushered into my chamber； to find it of small dimensions； and furnished in ordinary； modern style。
When Mrs。 Fairfax had bidden me a kind good…night； and I had fastened my door； gazed leisurely round； and in some measure effaced the eerie impression made by that wide hall； that dark and spacious staircase； and that long； cold gallery； by the livelier aspect of my little room； I remembered that； after a day of bodily fatigue and mental anxiety； I was now at last in safe haven。 The impulse of gratitude swelled my heart； and I knelt down at the bedside； and offered up thanks where thanks were due； not forgetting； ere I rose； to implore aid on my further path； and the power of meriting the kindness which seemed so frankly offered me before it was earned。 My couch had no thorns in it that night； my solitary room no fears。 At once weary and content； I slept soon and soundly： when I awoke it was broad day。
The chamber looked such a bright little place to me as the sun shone in between the gay blue chintz window curtains； showing papered walls and a carpeted floor； so unlike the bare planks and stained plaster of Lowood； that my spirits rose at the view。 Externals have a great effect on the young： I thought that a fairer era of life was beginning for me； one that was to have its flowers and pleasures； as well as its thorns and toils。 My faculties； roused by the change of scene； the new field offered to hope； seemed all astir。 I cannot precisely define what they expected； but it was something pleasant： not perhaps that day or that month； but at an indefinite future period。
I rose； I dressed myself with care： obliged to be plain—for I had no article of attire that was not made with extreme simplicity—I was still by nature solicitous to be neat。 It was not my habit to be disregardful of appearance or careless of the impression I made： on the contrary； I ever wished to look as well as I could； and to please as much as my want of beauty would permit。 I sometimes regretted that I was not handsomer； I sometimes wished to have rosy cheeks； a straight nose； and small cherry mouth； I desired to be tall； stately； and finely developed in figure； I felt it a misfortune that I was so little； so pale； and had features so irregular and so marked。 And why had I these aspirations and these regrets？ It would be difficult to say： I could not then distinctly say it to myself； yet I had a reason； and a logical； natural reason too。 However； when I had brushed my hair very smooth； and put on my black frock—which； Quakerlike as it was； at least had the merit of fitting to a nicety—and adjusted my clean white tucker； I thought I should do respectably enough to appear before Mrs。 Fairfax； and that my new pupil would not at least recoil from me with antipathy。 Having opened my chamber window； and seen that I left all things straight and neat on the toilet table； I ventured forth。
Traversing the long and matted gallery； I descended the slippery steps of oak； then I gained the hall： I halted there a minute； I looked at some pictures on the walls （one； I remember； represented a grim man in a cuirass； and one a lady with powdered hair and a pearl necklace）； at a bronze lamp pendent from the ceiling； at a great clock whose case was of oak curiously carved； and ebon black with time and rubbing。 Everything appeared very stately and imposing to me； but then I was so little accustomed to grandeur。 The hall…door； which was half of glass； stood open； I stepped over the threshold。 It was a fine autumn morning； the early sun shone serenely on embrowned groves and still green fields； advancing on to the lawn； I looked up and surveyed the front of the mansion。 It was three storeys high； of proportions not vast； though considerable： a gentleman’s manor…house； not a nobleman’s seat： battlements round the top gave it a picturesque look。 Its grey front stood out well from the background of a rookery； whose cawing tenants were now on the wing： they flew over the lawn and grounds to alight in a great meadow； from which these were separated by a sunk fence； and where an array of mighty old thorn trees； strong； knotty； and broad as oaks； at once explained the etymology of the mansion’s designation。 Farther off were hills： not so lofty as those round Lowood； nor so craggy； nor so like barriers of separation from the living world； but yet quiet and lonely hills enough； and seeming to embrace Thornfield with a seclusion I had not expected to find existent so near the stirring locality of Millcote。 A little hamlet； whose roofs were blent with trees； straggled up the side of one of these hills； the church of the district stood nearer Thornfield： its old tower…top looked over a knoll between the house and gates。
I was yet enjoying the calm prospect and pleasant fresh air； yet listening with delight to the cawing of the rooks； yet surveying the wide； hoary front of the hall； and thinking what a great place it was for one lonely little dame like Mrs。 Fairfax to inhabit； when that lady appeared at the door。
“What！ out already？” said she。 “I see you are an early riser。” I went up to her； and was received with an affable kiss and shake of the hand。
“How do you like Thornfield？” she asked。 I told her I liked it very much。
“Yes；” she said； “it is a pretty place； but I fear it will be getting out of order； unless Mr。 Rochester should take it into his head to e and reside here permanently； or； at least； visit it rather oftener： great houses and fine grounds require the presence of the proprietor。”
“Mr。 Rochester！” I exclaimed。 “Who is he？”
“The owner of Thornfield；” she responded quietly。 “Did you not know he was called Rochester？”
Of course I did not—I had never heard of him before； but the old lady seemed to regard his existence as a universally understood fact； with which everybody must be acquainted by instinct。
“I thought；” I continued； “Thornfield belonged to you。”
“To me？ Bless you； child； what an idea！ To me！ I am only the housekeeper—the manager。 To be sure I am distantly related to the Rochesters by the mother’s side； or at least my husband was； he was a clergyman； incumbent of Hay—that little village yonder on the hill—and that church near the gates was his。 The present Mr。 Rochester’s mother was a Fairfax； and second cousin to my husband： but I never presume on the connection—in fact； it is nothing to me； I consider myself quite in the light of an ordinary housekeeper： my employer is always civil； and I expect nothing more。”
“And the little girl—my pupil！”
“She is Mr。 Rochester’s ward； he missioned me to find a governess for her。 He intended to have her brought up in—shire； I believe。 Here she es； with her ‘bonne；’ as she calls her nurse。” The enigma then was explained： this affable and kind little widow was no great dame； but a dependant like myself。 I did not like her the worse for that； on the contrary； I felt better pleased than ever。 The equality between her and me was real； not the mere result of condescension on her part： so much the better—my position was all the freer。
As I was meditating on this discovery； a little girl； followed by her attendant； came running up the lawn。 I looked at my pupil； who did not at first appear to notice me： she was quite a child； perhaps seven or eight years old； slightly built； with a pale； small…featured face； and a redundancy of hair falling in curls to her waist。
“Good morning； Miss Adela；” said Mrs。 Fairfax。 “e and speak to the lady who is to teach you； and to make you a clever woman some day。” She approached。
“C’est le ma gouverante！” said she； pointing to me； and addressing her nurse； who answered—
“Mais oui； certainement。”
“Are they foreigners？” I inquired； amazed at hearing the French language。
“The nurse is a foreigner； and Adela was born on the Continent； and； I believe； never left it till within six months ago。 When she first came here she could speak no English； now she can make shift to talk it a little： I don’t understand her； she mixes it so with French； but you will make out her meaning very well； I dare say。”
Fortunately I had had the advantage of being taught French by a French lady； and as I had always made a point of conversing with Madame Pierrot as often as I could； and had besides； during the last seven years； learnt a portion of French by heart daily—applying myself to take pains with my accent； and imitating as closely as possible the pronunciation of my teacher； I had acquired a certain degree of readiness and correctness in the language； and was not likely to be much at a loss with Mademoiselle Adela。 She came and shook hand with me when she heard that I was her governess； and as I led her in to breakfast； I addressed some phrases to her in her own tongue： she replied briefly at first； but after we were seated at the table； and she had examined me some ten minutes with her large hazel eyes； she suddenly menced chattering fluently。
“Ah！” cried she； in French； “you speak my language as well as Mr。 Rochester does： I can talk to you as I can to him； and so can Sophie。 She will be glad： nobody here understands her： Madame Fairfax is all English。 Sophie is my nurse； she came with me over the sea in a great ship with a chimney that smoked—how it did smoke！—