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“would you like to go to school？”
again i reflected： i scarcely knew what school was： bessie sometimes spoke of it as a place where young ladies sat in the stocks； wore backboards； and were expected to be exceedingly genteel and precise： john reed hated his school； and abused his master； but john reed’s tastes were no rule for mine； and if bessie’s accounts of school…discipline （gathered from the young ladies of a family where she had lived before ing to gateshead） were somewhat appalling； her details of certain acplishments attained by these same young ladies were； i thought； equally attractive。 she boasted of beautiful paintings of landscapes and flowers by them executed； of songs they could sing and pieces they could play； of purses they could net； of french books they could translate； till my spirit was moved to emulation as i listened。 besides； school would be a plete change： it implied a long journey； an entire separation from gateshead； an entrance into a new life。
“i should indeed like to go to school；” was the audible conclusion of my musings。
“well； well！ who knows what may happen？” said mr。 lloyd； as he got up。 “the child ought to have change of air and scene；” he added； speaking to himself； “nerves not in a good state。”
bessie now returned； at the same moment the carriage was heard rolling up the gravel…walk。
“is that your mistress； nurse？” asked mr。 lloyd。 “i should like to speak to her before i go。”
bessie invited him to walk into the breakfast…room； and led the way out。 in the interview which followed between him and mrs。 reed； i presume； from after…occurrences； that the apothecary ventured to remend my being sent to school； and the remendation was no doubt readily enough adopted； for as abbot said； in discussing the subject with bessie when both sat sewing in the nursery one night； after i was in bed； and； as they thought； asleep； “missis was； she dared say； glad enough to get rid of such a tiresome； ill… conditioned child； who always looked as if she were watching everybody； and scheming plots underhand。” abbot； i think； gave me credit for being a sort of infantine guy fawkes。
on that same occasion i learned； for the first time； from miss abbot’s munications to bessie； that my father had been a poor clergyman； that my mother had married him against the wishes of her friends； who considered the match beneath her； that my grandfather reed was so irritated at her disobedience； he cut her off without a shilling； that after my mother and father had been married a year； the latter caught the typhus fever while visiting among the poor of a large manufacturing town where his curacy was situated； and where that disease was then prevalent： that my mother took the infection from him； and both died within a month of each other。
bessie； when she heard this narrative； sighed and said； “poor miss jane is to be pitied； too； abbot。”
“yes；” responded abbot； “if she were a nice； pretty child； one might passionate her forlornness； but one really cannot care for such a little toad as that。”
“not a great deal； to be sure；” agreed bessie： “at any rate； a beauty like miss georgiana would be more moving in the same condition。”
“yes； i doat on miss georgiana！” cried the fervent abbot。 “little darling！—with her long curls and her blue eyes； and such a sweet colour as she has； just as if she were painted！—bessie； i could fancy a welsh rabbit for supper。”
“so could i—with a roast onion。 e； we’ll go down。” they went。
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Chapter 4
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from my discourse with mr。 lloyd； and from the above reported conference between bessie and abbot； i gathered enough of hope to suffice as a motive for wishing to get well： a change seemed near；—i desired and waited it in silence。 it tarried； however： days and weeks passed： i had regained my normal state of health； but no new allusion was made to the subject over which i brooded。 mrs。 reed surveyed me at times with a severe eye； but seldom addressed me： since my illness； she had drawn a more marked line of separation than ever between me and her own children； appointing me a small closet to sleep in by myself； condemning me to take my meals alone； and pass all my time in the nursery； while my cousins were constantly in the drawing…room。 not a hint； however； did she drop about sending me to school： still i felt an instinctive certainty that she would not long endure me under the same roof with her； for her glance； now more than ever； when turned on me； expressed an insuperable and rooted aversion。
eliza and georgiana； evidently acting according to orders； spoke to me as little as possible： john thrust his tongue in his cheek whenever he saw me； and once attempted chastisement； but as i instantly turned against him； roused by the same sentiment of deep ire and desperate revolt which had stirred my corruption before； he thought it better to desist； and ran from me tittering execrations； and vowing i had burst his nose。 i had indeed levelled at that prominent feature as hard a blow as my knuckles could inflict； and when i saw that either that or my look daunted him； i had the greatest inclination to follow up my advantage to purpose； but he was already with his mama。 i heard him in a blubbering tone mence the tale of how “that nasty jane eyre” had flown at him like a mad cat： he was stopped rather harshly—
“don’t talk to me about her； john： i told you not to go near her； she is not worthy of notice； i do not choose that either you or your sisters should associate with her。”
here； leaning over the banister； i cried out suddenly； and without at all deliberating on my words—
“they are not fit to associate with me。”
mrs。 reed was rather a stout woman； but； on hearing this strange and audacious declaration； she ran nimbly up the stair； swept me like a whirlwind into the nursery； and crushing me down on the edge of my crib； dared me in an emphatic voice to rise from that place； or utter one syllable during the remainder of the day。
“what would uncle reed say to you； if he were alive？” was my scarcely voluntary demand。 i say scarcely voluntary； for it seemed as if my tongue pronounced words without my will consenting to their utterance： something spoke out of me over which i had no control。
“what？” said mrs。 reed under her breath： her usually cold posed grey eye became troubled with a look like fear； she took her hand from my arm； and gazed at me as if she really did not know whether i were child or fiend。 i was now in for it。
“my uncle reed is in heaven； and can see all you do and think； and so can papa and mama： they know how you shut me up all day long； and how you wish me dead。”
mrs。 reed soon rallied her spirits： she shook me most soundly； she boxed both my ears； and then left me without a word。 bessie supplied the hiatus by a homily of an hour’s length； in which she proved beyond a doubt that i was the most wicked and abandoned child ever reared under a roof。 i half believed her； for i felt indeed only bad feelings surging in my breast。
november； december； and half of january passed away。 christmas and the new year had been celebrated at gateshead with the usual festive cheer； presents had been interchanged； dinners and evening parties given。 from every enjoyment i was； of course； excluded： my share of the gaiety consisted in witnessing the daily apparelling of eliza and georgiana； and seeing them descend to the drawing…room； dressed out in thin muslin frocks and scarlet sashes； with hair elaborately ringletted； and afterwards； in listening to the sound of the piano or the harp played below； to the passing to and fro of the butler and footman； to the jingling of glass and china as refreshments were handed； to the broken hum of conversation as the drawing…room door opened and closed。 when tired of this occupation； i would retire from the stairhead to the solitary and silent nursery： there； though somewhat sad； i was not miserable。 to speak truth； i had not the least wish to go into pany； for in pany i was very rarely noticed； and if bessie had but been kind and panionable； i should have deemed it a treat to spend the evenings quietly with her； instead of passing them under the form