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Chapter XXIII

           "Come,Jane—comehither." 

           "Yourbridestandsbetweenus." 

           Herose,andwithastridereachedme. 

           "Mybrideishere,"hesaid,againdrawingmetohim,"becausemyequalishere,andmylikeness.Jane,willyoumarryme?" 

           StillIdidnotanswer,andstillIwrithedmyselffromhisgrasp:forIwasstillincredulous. 

           "Doyoudoubtme,Jane?" 

           "Entirely." 

           "Youhavenofaithinme?" 

           "Notawhit." 

           "AmIaliarinyoureyes?"heaskedpassionately. "Littlesceptic,youshallbeconvinced.WhatlovehaveIforMissIngram?None:andthatyouknow.Whatlovehassheforme? None:asIhavetakenpainstoprove:Icausedarumourtoreachherthatmyfortunewasnotathirdofwhatwassupposed,andafterthatIpresentedmyselftoseetheresult;itwascoldnessbothfromherandhermother. Iwouldnot—Icouldnot—marryMissIngram.You—youstrange,youalmostunearthlything!—Iloveasmyownflesh. You—poorandobscure,andsmallandplainasyouare—Ientreattoacceptmeasahusband." 

           "What,me!"Iejaculated,beginninginhisearnestness—andespeciallyinhisincivility—tocredithissincerity: "mewhohavenotafriendintheworldbutyou—ifyouaremyfriend:notashillingbutwhatyouhavegivenme?" 

           "You,Jane,Imusthaveyouformyown—entirelymyown.Willyoubemine?Sayyes,quickly." 

           "Mr.Rochester,letmelookatyourface:turntothemoonlight." 

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