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Chapter XIV

           Adressofrose-colouredsatin,veryshort,andasfullintheskirtasitcouldbegathered,replacedthebrownfrockshehadpreviouslyworn;awreathofrosebudscircledherforehead; herfeetweredressedinsilkstockingsandsmallwhitesatinsandals. 

           "Est-cequemarobevabien?"criedshe,boundingforwards;"etmessouliers?etmesbas?Tenez,jecroisquejevaisdanser!" 

           Andspreadingoutherdress,shechasseedacrosstheroomtill,havingreachedMr.Rochester,shewheeledlightlyroundbeforehimontip-toe,thendroppedononekneeathisfeet,exclaiming 

           "Monsieur,jevousremerciemillefoisdevotrebonte;"thenrising,sheadded,"C’estcommecelaquemamanfaisait,n‘est-cepas,monsieur?" 

           "Pre-cise-ly!"wastheanswer;"and,‘commecela,’shecharmedmyEnglishgoldoutofmyBritishbreeches’pocket. Ihavebeengreen,too,MissEyre,ay,grassgreen:notamorevernaltintfreshensyounowthanoncefreshenedme. MySpringisgone,however,butithasleftmethatFrenchfloweretonmyhands,which,insomemoods,Iwouldfainberidof. Notvaluingnowtherootwhenceitsprang;havingfoundthatitwasofasortwhichnothingbutgolddustcouldmanure,Ihavebuthalfalikingtotheblossom,especiallywhenitlookssoartificialasjustnow. IkeepitandrearitratherontheRomanCatholicprincipleofexpiatingnumeroussins,greatorsmall,byonegoodwork. I’llexplainallthissomeday.Good-night." 

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