In the course of the tale I had mentioned Mr. Lloyd as having e to see me after the fit: for I never forgot the，to me，frightful episode of the red-room: in detailing which，my excitement was sure，in some degree，to break bounds; for nothing could soften in my recollection the spasm of agony which clutched my heart when Mrs. Reed spurned my wild supplication for pardon，and locked me a second time in the dark and haunted chamber.

I had finished: Miss Temple regarded me a few minutes in silence;

she then said-

"I know something of Mr. Lloyd; I shall write to him; if his reply agrees with your statement，you shall be publicly cleared from every imputation; to me，Jane，you are clear now."

She kissed me，and still keeping me at her side (where I was well contented to stand for I derived a child"s pleasure from the contemplation of her face，her dress，her one or two ornaments，her white forehead，her clustered and shining curls，and beaming dark eyes)，she proceeded to address Helen Burns.

"How are you to-night，Helen? Have you coughed much to-day?"