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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO:
I Am No longer Poor
After St. John left me, it began to snow. It snowed all night and the next day. In the evening, I was sitting by the fire and had just begun to read when I heard a knock at the door. St. John came inside the house, covered in snow. “Is something wrong?” I asked. “No one should be outside in this terrible weather.”
“There’s nothing wrong,” he answered calmly. “ I just came to talk to you. Besides, I’d like to hear the rest of your story.” He sat sown. I had no idea what he meant. I wondered if this was connected to his strange actions with the piece of paper on my table. But he looked normal, and we talked of ordinary things for a while. However, he always seemed to be thinking of something else.
Finally he said, ”Jane, when I arrived I said I wanted to hear the rest of your story. But perhaps it’s better if I tell you a story. I think you have heard it before. Twenty years ago, a poor churchman and a rich man’s daughter loved one another. She married him, and her family never spoke to her again. Sadly, less than two years later they were both dead. I have seen their graves. Their baby daughter was taken to live with her aunt, a Mrs. Reed of Gateshead. I don’t know jf the child was happy living with Mrs. Reed, but she stayed at Gateshead for almost ten years, until she went to lowood School. You went to Lowood School yourself. In fact, it seems her life was just like yours,” he said, looking at me closely. “This girl became a teacher at Lowood, as you did, and then became a governess in the house of a man named Mr. Rochester.”
“St. John!” I cried. I could not stay quiet.
“I can imagine how you feel,” he said, holding up his hand. “But wait until I’m done with the story. I don’t know anything about this Mr. Rochester, but I do know that he wanted to marry this young girl. But during the wedding, she learned that he already had a wife! And, his wife was mad. After this, the girl disappeared. Many people have tried to find her, but no one knows where she is. But she must be found! A lawyer named Briggs needs to talk to her, about something very important.”
“Just tell her one thing,” I said desperately. “What about Mr. Rochester? Where is he? What is he doing? Is he well?”
“I don’t know. Why don’t you ask me the girl’s name, and why people are looking for her?”
“Did Mr. Briggs write to Mr. Rochester?” I asked.
“He did, but Rochester didn’t write back. Instead a woman named Mrs. Fairfax answered his letter.”
I felt cold and miserable. Probably Mr. Rochester had left England to live an exciting life in Europe. He would look for a new woman to love.
“You won’t ask the girl’s name, so I’ll tell you,” said St. John. “I have it right here.” He took out a little piece of paper and showed it to me. The paper came from my drawing book, and said “JANE EYRE” in my own writing. I had written my real name on Miss Oliver’s drawing, without thinking!
“You see, Mr. Briggs spoke of a Jane Eyre, but I only
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