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Chapter XXVII

           Isuppose,then,yourhearthasbeenweepingblood?" 

           "Well,Jane!notawordofreproach?Nothingbitternothingpoignant?Nothingtocutafeelingorstingapassion?YousitquietlywhereIhaveplacedyou,andregardmewithaweary,passivelook." 

           "Jane,Inevermeanttowoundyouthus. Ifthemanwhohadbutonelittleewelambthatwasdeartohimasadaughter,thatateofhisbreadanddrankofhiscup,andlayinhisbosom,hadbysomemistakeslaughtereditattheshambles,hewouldnothaveruedhisbloodyblundermorethanInowruemine. Willyoueverforgiveme?" 

           Reader,Iforgavehimatthemomentandonthespot. Therewassuchdeepremorseinhiseye,suchtruepityinhistone,suchmanlyenergyinhismanner;andbesides,therewassuchunchangedloveinhiswholelookandmienIforgavehimall:yetnotinwords,notoutwardly;onlyatmyheart’score. 

           "YouknowIamascoundrel,Jane?"erelongheinquiredwistfullywondering,Isuppose,atmycontinuedsilenceandtameness,theresultratherofweaknessthanofwill. 

           "Yes,sir." 

           "Thentellmesoroundlyandsharplydon’tspareme." 

           "Icannot:Iamtiredandsick.Iwantsomewater." Heheavedasortofshudderingsigh,andtakingmeinhisarms,carriedmedownstairs. AtfirstIdidnotknowtowhatroomhehadborneme;allwascloudytomyglazedsight:presentlyIfelttherevivingwarmthofafire;for,summerasitwas,Ihadbecomeicycoldinmychamber. 

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