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It is time some one undertook to rehumanise you, said I, parting his thick and long uncut locks; for I see you are being metamorphosed into a lion, or something of that sort. You have a ¡®faux air¡¯ of Nebuchadnezzar in the fields about you, that is certain: your hair reminds me of eagles¡¯ feathers; whether your nails are grown like birds¡¯ claws or not, I have not yet noticed.
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I feared?or should I say, hoped??the allusion to me would make Mr. Rochester glance my way; and I involuntarily shrank farther into the shade: but he never turned his eyes.
I do feel better, remarked Mr. Mason.
It puzzles me to know why Mr. Briggs wrote to you about me; or how he knew you, or could fancy that you, living in such an out-of-the-way place, had the power to aid in my discovery.
The ten minutes John had given seemed very long, but at last wheels were heard; four equestrians galloped up the drive, and after them came two open carriages. Fluttering veils and waving plumes filled the vehicles; two of the cavaliers were young, dashing-looking gentlemen; the third was Mr. Rochester, on his black horse, Mesrour, Pilot bounding before him; at his side rode a lady, and he and she were the first of the party. Her purple riding-habit almost swept the ground, her veil streamed long on the breeze; mingling with its transparent folds, and gleaming through them, shone rich raven ringlets.
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Here, leaning over the banister, I cried out suddenly, and without at all deliberating on my words?
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And on my part likewise, he returned, I have settled everything; and we shall leave Thornfield to-morrow, within half-an-hour after our return from church.
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I forget whether you said you saw anything when you opened your chamber door.
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No, sir, not on that ground; but, on the ground that you did forget it, and that you care whether or not a dependent is comfortable in his dependency, I agree heartily.
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Well, Blanche? said Lord Ingram.
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I had my own reasons for being dismayed at this apparition; too well I remembered the perfidious hints given by Mrs. Reed about my disposition, &c.; the promise pledged by Mr. Brocklehurst to apprise Miss Temple and the teachers of my vicious nature. All along I had been dreading the fulfilment of this promise,?I had been looking out daily for the Coming Man, whose information respecting my past life and conversation was to brand me as a bad child for ever: now there he was.
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