"positively，I don"t care about it: it is nothing to me."

"Nothing to you? When a lady，young and full of life and health，charming with beauty and endowed with the gifts of rank and fortune，sits and smiles in the eyes of a gentleman you-"

"I what?"

"You know- and perhaps think well of."

"I don"t know the gentlemen here. I have scarcely interchanged a syllable with one of them; and as to thinking well of them，I consider some respectable，and stately，and middle-aged，and others young，dashing，handsome，and lively: but certainly they are all at liberty to be the recipients of whose smiles they please，without my feeling disposed to consider the transaction of any moment to me."

"You don"t know the gentlemen here? You have not exchanged a syllable with one of them? Will you say that of the master of the house!"

"He is not at home."

"A profound remark! A most ingenious quibble! He went to Millcote this morning，and will be back here to-night or to-morrow: does that circumstance exclude him from the list of your acquaintance- blot him，as it were，out of existence?"

"No; but I can scarcely see what Mr. Rochester has to do with the theme you had introduced."

"I was talking of ladies smiling in the eyes of gentlemen; and of late so many smiles have been shed into Mr. Rochester"s eyes that they overflow like two cups filled above the brim: have you never remarked that?"

"Mr. Rochester has a right to enjoy the society of his guests."

"No question about his right: but have you never observed that，of all the tales told here about matrimony，Mr. Rochester has been favoured with the most lively and the most continuous?"