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Chapter XI

           Ilikedthehush,thegloom,thequaintnessoftheseretreatsintheday;butIbynomeanscovetedanight’sreposeononeofthosewideandheavybeds: shutin,someofthem,withdoorsofoak;shaded,others,withwroughtoldEnglishhangingscrustedwiththickwork,portrayingeffigiesofstrangeflowers,andstrangerbirds,andstrangesthumanbeings,allwhichwouldhavelookedstrange,indeed,bythepallidgleamofmoonlight. 

           "Dotheservantssleepintheserooms?"Iasked. 

           "No;theyoccupyarangeofsmallerapartmentstotheback;nooneeversleepshere:onewouldalmostsaythat,iftherewereaghostatThornfieldHall,thiswouldbeitshaunt." 

           "SoIthink:youhavenoghost,then?" 

           "NonethatIeverheardof,"returnedMrs.Fairfax,smiling. 

           "Noranytraditionsofone?nolegendsorghoststories?" 

           "Ibelievenot. AndyetitissaidtheRochestershavebeenratheraviolentthanaquietraceintheirtime:perhaps,though,thatisthereasontheyresttranquillyintheirgravesnow." 

           "Yes‘afterlife’sfitfulfevertheysleepwell,’"Imuttered."Whereareyougoingnow,Mrs.Fairfax?"forshewasmovingaway. 

           "Ontotheleads;willyoucomeandseetheviewfromthence?" Ifollowedstill,upaverynarrowstaircasetotheattics,andthencebyaladderandthroughatrap-doortotheroofofthehall. Iwasnowonalevelwiththecrowcolony,andcouldseeintotheirnests. 

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