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Chapter XXII

           buttherewaseverinMr.Rochester(soatleastIthought)suchawealthofthepowerofcommunicatinghappiness,thattotastebutofthecrumbshescatteredtostrayandstrangerbirdslikeme,wastofeastgenially. Hislastwordswerebalm:theyseemedtoimplythatitimportedsomethingtohimwhetherIforgothimornot. AndhehadspokenofThornfieldasmyhomewouldthatitweremyhome! 

           Hedidnotleavethestile,andIhardlylikedtoasktogoby.IinquiredsoonifhehadnotbeentoLondon. 

           "Yes;Isupposeyoufoundthatoutbysecond-sight." 

           "Mrs.Fairfaxtoldmeinaletter." 

           "AnddidsheinformyouwhatIwenttodo?" 

           "Oh,yes,sir!Everybodyknewyourerrand." 

           "Youmustseethecarriage,Jane,andtellmeifyoudon’tthinkitwillsuitMrs.Rochesterexactly;andwhethershewon’tlooklikeQueenBoadicea,leaningbackagainstthosepurplecushions. Iwish,Jane,Iwereatriflebetteradaptedtomatchwithherexternally. Tellmenow,fairyasyouarecan’tyougivemeacharm,oraphilter,orsomethingofthatsort,tomakemeahandsomeman?" 

           "Itwouldbepastthepowerofmagic,sir;" and,inthought,Iadded,"Alovingeyeisallthecharmneeded:tosuchyouarehandsomeenough;orratheryoursternnesshasapowerbeyondbeauty." 

           Mr.Rochesterhadsometimesreadmyunspokenthoughtswithanacumentomeincomprehensible: inthepresentinstancehetooknonoticeofmyabruptvocalresponse;buthesmiledatmewithacertainsmilehehadofhisown,andwhichheusedbutonrareoccasions. 

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