large, dark eyes. He was smiling. He was happy.
After a minute, Mr. Rochester spoke.
'Miss Eyre,' he said. 'You are looking at me very carefully. Am I a handsome man?'
'No, sir,' I said.
'You speak the truth, Miss Eyre!' Mr. Rochester said. 'Look at me again. Am I a kind man?'
'No, sir,' I said again. 'You are smiling now. But you are not always kind.'
'That is true,' Mr. Rochester replied. 'I have had a difficult life. I have met bad people. I have been a bad person myself. Now Thornfield Hall is my home. But I hate this house. You are very young, Miss Eyre. You cannot understand me.'
'You are right. I don't understand you, sir.' I said.
I stood up.
large, dark eyes. He was smiling. He was happy.After a minute, Mr. Rochester spoke.'Miss Eyre,' he said. 'You are looking at me very carefully. Am I a handsome man?''No, sir,' I said.'You speak the truth, Miss Eyre!' Mr. Rochester said. 'Look at me again. Am I a kind man?''No, sir,' I said again. 'You are smiling now. But you are not always kind.''That is true,' Mr. Rochester replied. 'I have had a difficult life. I have met bad people. I have been a bad person myself. Now Thornfield Hall is my home. But I hate this house. You are very young, Miss Eyre. You cannot understand me.''You are right. I don't understand you, sir.' I said.I stood up.
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