Adele，when lifted in，menced kissing me，by way of expressing her gratitude for my intercession: she was instantly stowed away into a corner on the other side of him. She then peeped round to where I sat; so stern a neighbour was too restrictive; to him，in his present fractious mood，she dared whisper no observations，nor ask of him any information.

"Let her e to me," I entreated: "she will，perhaps，trouble you，sir: there is plenty of room on this side."

He handed her over as if she had been a lapdog. "I"ll send her to school yet," he said，but now he was smiling.

Adele heard him，and asked if she was to go to school "sans mademoiselle?"

"Yes," he replied，"absolutely sans mademoiselle; for I am to take mademoiselle to the moon，and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops，and mademoiselle shall live with me there，and only me."

"She will have nothing to eat: you will starve her," observed Adele.

"I shall gather manna for her morning and night: the plains and hillsides in the moon are bleached with manna，Adele."

"She will want to warm herself: what will she do for a fire?"

"Fire rises out of the lunar mountains: when she is cold，I"ll carry her up to a peak，and lay her down on the edge of a crater."

"Oh，qu"elle y sera mal- peu fortable! And her clothes，they will wear out: how can she get new ones?"

Mr. Rochester professed to be puzzled. "Hem!" said he. "What would you do，Adele? Cudgel your brains for an expedient. How would a white or a pink cloud answer for a gown，do you think? And one could cut a pretty enough scarf out of a rainbow."