"But，Jane，your aspirations after family ties and domestic happiness may be realised otherwise than by the means you contemplate: you may marry."

"Nonsense，again! Marry! I don"t want to marry，and never shall marry."

"That is saying too much: such hazardous affirmations are a proof of the excitement under which you labour."

"It is not saying too much: I know what I feel，and how averse are my inclinations to the bare thought of marriage. No one would take me for love; and I will not be regarded in the light of a mere money speculation. And I do not want a stranger- unsympathising，alien，different from me; I want my kindred: those with whom I have full fellow-feeling. Say again you will be my brother: when you uttered the words I was satisfied，happy; repeat them，if you can，repeat them sincerely."

"I think I can. I know I have always loved my own sisters; and I know on what my affection for them is grounded,- respect for their worth and admiration of their talents. You too have principle and mind: your tastes and habits resemble Diana"s and Mary"s; your presence is always agreeable to me; in your conversation I have already for some time found a salutary solace. I feel I can easily and naturally make room in my heart for you，as my third and youngest sister."

"Thank you: that contents me for to-night. Now you had better go; for if you stay longer，you will perhaps irritate me afresh by some mistrustful scruple."

"And the school，Miss Eyre? It must now be shut up，I suppose?"