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presented it to Mason.
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“Drink, Richard: it will give you the heart you lack, for an hour
or so.”
“But will it hurt me?—is it inflammatory?”
“Drink! drink! drink!”
Mr. Mason obeyed, because it was evidently useless to resist.
He was dressed now: he still looked pale, but he was no longer
gory and sullied. Mr. Rochester let him sit three minutes after he
had swallowed the liquid; he then took his arm—
“Now I am sure you can get on your feet,” he said—“try.”
The patient rose.
“Carter, take him under the other shoulder. Be of good cheer,
Richard; step out—that’s it!”
“I do feel better,” remarked Mr. Mason.
“I am sure you do. Now, Jane, trip on before us away to the
backstairs; unbolt the side-passage door, and tell the driver of the
post-chaise you will see in the yard—or just outside, for I told him
not to drive his rattling wheels over the pavement—to be ready;
we are coming: and, Jane, if any one is about, come to the foot of
the stairs and hem.”
It was by this time half-past five, and the sun was on the point
of rising; but I found the kitchen still dark and silent. The side-
passage door was fastened; I opened it with as little noise as
possible: all the yard was quiet; but the gates stood wide open, and
there was a post-chaise, with horses ready harnessed, and driver
seated on the box, stationed outside. I approached him, and said
the gentlemen were coming; he nodded: then I looked carefully
round and listened. The stillness of early morning slumbered
everywhere; the curtains were yet drawn over the servants’
chamber windows; little birds were just twittering in the blossom-
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blanched orchard trees, whose boughs drooped like white
garlands over the wall enclosing one side of the yard; the carriage
horses stamped from time to time in their closed stables: all else
was still.
The gentlemen now appeared. Mason, supported by Mr.
Rochester and the surgeon, seemed to walk with tolerable ease:
they assisted him into the chaise; Carter followed.
“Take care of him,” said Mr. Rochester to the latter, “and keep
him at your house till he is quite well: I shall ride over in a day or
two to see how he gets on. Richard, how is it with you?”
“The fresh air revives me, Fairfax.”
“Leave the window open on his side, Carter; there is no wind—
good-bye, Dick.”
“Fairfax—”
“Well what is it?”
“Let her be taken care of; let her be treated as tenderly as may
be: let her—” he stopped and burst into tears.
“I do my best; and have done it, and will do it,” was the answer:
he shut up the chaise door, and the vehicle drove away.
“Yet would to God there was an end of all this!” added Mr.
Rochester, as he closed and barred the heavy yard-gates.
This done, he moved with slow step and abstracted air towards
a door in the wall bordering the orchard. I, supposing he had done
with me, prepared to return to the house; again, however, I heard
him call “Jane!” He had opened feel portal and stood at it, waiting
for me.
“Come where there is some freshness, for a few moments,” he
said; “that house is a mere dungeon: don’t you feel it so?”
“It seems to me a splendid mansion, sir.”
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“The glamour of inexperience is over your eyes,” he answered;
“and you see it through a charmed medium: you cannot discern
that the gilding is slime and the silk draperies cobwebs; that the
marble is sordid slate, and the polished woods mere refuse chips
and scaly bark. Now here” (he pointed to the leafy enclosure we
had entered) “all is real, sweet, and pure.”
He strayed down a walk edged with box, with apple trees, pear
trees, and cherry
