"Yes- to Ireland. I have spoken my mind，and can go anywhere now."

"Jane，be still; don"t struggle so，like a wild frantic bird that is rending its own plumage in its desperation."

"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will，which I now exert to leave you."

Another effort set me at liberty，and I stood erect before him.

"And your will shall decide your destiny," he said: "I offer you my hand，my heart，and a share of all my possessions."

"You play a farce，which I merely laugh at."

"I ask you to pass through life at my side- to be my second self，and best earthly panion."

"For that fate you have already made your choice，and must abide by it."

"Jane，be still a few moments: you are over-excited: I will be still too."

A waft of wind came sweeping down the laurel-walk and trembled through the boughs of the chestnut: it wandered away- away- to an indefinite distance- it died. The nightingale"s song was then the only voice of the hour: in listening to it，I again wept. Mr. Rochester sat

quiet，looking at me gently and seriously. Some time passed before he spoke; he at last said-

"e to my side，Jane，and let us explain and understand one another."

"I will never again e to your side: I am torn away now，and cannot return."

"But，Jane，I summon you as my wife: it is you only I intend to marry."

I was silent: I thought he mocked me.

"e，Jane- e hither."

"Your bride stands between us."