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Recording by Elizabeth Klett Jane Eyre by Charlotte BRONTË Chapter Three

The next thing I remember is, waking up with a feeling as if I had had a

frightful nightmare, and seeing before me a terrible red glare, crossed

I heard voices, too, speaking with a hollow sound, and as if muffled by a rush of wind

or water: agitation, uncertainty, and an all-predominating sense

Ere long, I became aware that some one was handling me;

lifting me up and supporting me in a sitting posture, and that more

tenderly than I had ever been raised or upheld before.

I rested my head against a pillow or an arm, and felt easy.

In five minutes more the cloud of bewilderment dissolved: I knew quite

well that I was in my own bed, and that the red glare was the nursery

It was night: a candle burnt on the table; Bessie stood at the bed-

foot with a basin in her hand, and a gentleman sat in a chair near my

I felt an inexpressible relief, a soothing conviction of protection and

security, when I knew that there was a stranger in the room, an

individual not belonging to Gateshead, and not related to Mrs. Reed.

Turning from Bessie (though her presence was far less obnoxious to me

than that of Abbot, for instance, would have been), I scrutinised the

face of the gentleman: I knew him; it was Mr. Lloyd, an apothecary,

sometimes called in by Mrs. Reed when the servants were ailing: for

herself and the children she employed a physician.

I pronounced his name, offering him at the same time my hand: he took it,

smiling and saying, "We shall do very well by-and-by."

Then he laid me down, and addressing Bessie, charged her to

be very careful that I was not disturbed during the night.

Having given some further directions, and intimates that he should call again the

next day, he departed; to my grief: I felt so sheltered and befriended

while he sat in the chair near my pillow; and as he closed the door after

him, all the room darkened and my heart again sank: inexpressible sadness

"Do you feel as if you should sleep, Miss?" asked Bessie, rather softly.

Scarcely dared I answer her; for I feared the next sentence might be

"Would you like to drink, or could you eat anything?"

"Then I think I shall go to bed, for it is past twelve o'clock; but you

may call me if you want anything in the night."

"You fell sick, I suppose, in the red-room with crying; you'll be better

Bessie went into the housemaid's apartment, which was near.

"Sarah, come and sleep with me in the nursery; I daren't for my life be

alone with that poor child to-night: she might die; it's such a strange

thing she should have that fit: I wonder if she saw anything.

Sarah came back with her; they both went to bed; they were whispering

together for half-an-hour before they fell asleep.

I caught scraps of their conversation, from which I was able

only too distinctly to infer the main subject discussed.

"Something passed her, all dressed in white, and vanished"--"A great

black dog behind him"--"Three loud raps on the chamber door"--"A light in

the churchyard just over his grave," etc., etc.

At last both slept: the fire and the candle went out.

For me, the watches of that long night passed in ghastly

wakefulness; strained by dread: such dread as children only can feel.

No severe or prolonged bodily illness followed this incident of the red-

room; it only gave my nerves a shock of which I feel the reverberation to

Yes, Mrs. Reed, to you I owe some fearful pangs of mental

suffering, but I ought to forgive you, for you knew not what you did:

while rending my heart-strings, you thought you were only uprooting my

Next day, by noon, I was up and dressed, and sat wrapped in a shawl by

I felt physically weak and broken down: but my worse

ailment was an unutterable wretchedness of mind: a wretchedness which

kept drawing from me silent tears; no sooner had I wiped one salt drop

Yet, I thought, I ought to have been happy, for none of the Reeds were there,

they were all gone out in the carriage with their mama.

Abbot, too, was sewing in another room, and Bessie, as she moved hither and thither,

putting away toys and arranging drawers, addressed to me every now

This state of things should have been to me a paradise of

peace, accustomed as I was to a life of ceaseless reprimand and thankless

fagging; but, in fact, my racked nerves were now in such a state that no

calm could soothe, and no pleasure excite them agreeably.

Bessie had been down into the kitchen, and she brought up with her a tart

on a certain brightly painted china plate, whose bird of paradise,

nestling in a wreath of convolvuli and rosebuds, had been wont to stir in

me a most enthusiastic sense of admiration; and which plate I had often

petitioned to be allowed to take in my hand in order to examine it more

closely, but had always hitherto been deemed unworthy of such a

This precious vessel was now placed on my knee, and I was

cordially invited to eat the circlet of delicate pastry upon it.

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