Jane Eyre Page #6

regeneration...and true happiness.

Are you justified in over leaping

the obstacles of mere custom?

Tell me, Jane. Are you justified?

How can I answer, sir?

Every conscience must come to

its own decision.

But it can't come to a decision.

lf you're afraid that you may bring

shame to what youmost cherish

or destroy what you most desire

to protect.

Oh, Jane, don't you curse me for

plaguing you like this?

Curse you? No, sir.

Give me your assurance on that.

Cold fingers.

They were warmer last night.

Jane, will you watch with me again?

Whenever I can be useful.

For instance, the night before

I'm married, will you sit with me then?

Are you going to be married, sir?

Sometime. Why not?

What makes you think he's in the stable

I suppose you think no one will have me

Well, you're wrong. You don't know

these young ladies of fashion.

They may not admire my person,

but I assure you, they dote on my purse

Blanche!

Good morning, Edward.

Perhaps I should scold you

for running off like this.

A correct host entertains his guests.

My dear Blanche, when will you learn?

I never was correct, nor ever shall be.

Very pretty, part ner. Splendid.

Thank you.

Edward, I'm so glad U made up your mind

to come to London with us tomorrow.

Have I? I didn't know.

Of course you're coming.

Very appropriate.

What now, Edward?

Put the red ball in the top pocket.

Edward, does that person want you?

I'm sorry, sir.

I did not know you were occupied.

Very good, Miss Eyre.

I'm sure the ladies will excuse me.

Governesses, mama.

I'm sorry, sir. but I understood you

were leaving earlyin the morning,

and I wish to ask you for a reference.

Reference? What do you want

a reference for?

To get a new place, sir.

I...You as good as told me that

you are going to be married.

Yes. What then?

In which case, Adele ought to go

to school.

To get her out of my bride's way

who otherwise might walk over her

rather too emphatically?

There's some sense in your suggestion.

Adele, as you say, must go to school.

And you must go to the deuil,

is that it?

I hope not, sir, unless it's the deuil

who answers my advertisement.

Advertisement?

You say you've been advertising?

Not yet, sir, but I shall.

You'll do nothing of the kind.

Time comes for you to get

a new situation, I'll get one for you.

Do you hear?

Very well, sir. Goodbye, Mr. Rochester.

Goodbye, Miss Eyre.

Jane, is that all?

Seems stingy to my notion.

Dry and unfriendly.

Won't you do more than

just say goodbye?

Well, I'll...I'll shake hands, sir.

Oh, you'll shake hands.

Goodbye, Jane.

It is beautiful place, your Thornfield.

Well, for a dungeon,

it serves its purpose.

Dungeon? Why, it's a paradise.

Though, of course, if one lived here,

one would really have to have a house

in London, wouldn't one?

Unquestionably, and a little apartment

in Paris.

Perhaps a uilla on the Mediterranean.

How delightful that would be!

But Thornfield would always be there

as a retreat from the world,

a green haven of peace and...and love.

Love? Who's talking of love?

All a fellow needs

is a bit of distraction,

a house full of

beautiful women everynow

and then to keep him from brooding

on his woes,

peering too closely into

the mysteries of his heart.

That is, if he has a heart.

And sometimes I wonder, Edward,

if you really do have one.

If I have done or said anything to

make youbelieve that I haven't,

so I assure you

it was quite unintentional.

I never said it was...

Never more than as this moment, except

perhaps when I'm eating my dinner.

Really Edward, you can be reuoltingly

coarse at times.

Can I ever be anything else?

Can you?

Would I have come to Thornfield

if you couldn't?

That'a verynice point, Blanche.

Would you, or would you not?

Let's begin by considering

the signiffcant facts of the case.

First, Mr. Rochester

is revoltingly coarse

and as ugly as sin...

Edward, I...

Allow me, my dear, Blanche.

I repeat, as ugly as sin.

Secondly, he flirts sometimes,

but he's careful never to talk

about love or marriage.

However, this is the third point.

Lady Ingram is somewhat impoverished,

whereas the revolting Mr. Rochester

has an assured income of 8,000 a year.

What is the attitude that Miss Blanche

may have expected to take?

From my experience of the world,

I'd surmise that she'd ignore

the coarseness,etc., until such time...

How dare you!

Now, now, no horseplay.

I've never been so grossly insulted

in all my life.

Insulted?

I merely paid you the enormous

compliment of being completely honest.

Mr. Rochester, you are a boar and a cur

I thought you'd gone.

I changed my mind, or rather

the Ingram family changed theirs.

Why are you crying?

I was thinking about having to

leave Thornfield.

You've become quite attached to that

foolish little Adele, haven't you?

To that simple old Fairfax?

Yes, sir.

You'll be sorry to part with them.

Yes, sir.

it's always the way in this life.

No sooner have yougot settled in

a pleasant resting place,

and you're summoned to move on.

As I told you, sir, I shall be ready

when the order comes.

It's come now.

Then it...it's settled?

All settled,

even about your future situation.

You found a place for me?

Yes, Jane, I have.

In the West of Ireland.

You'll like Ireland, I think.

They're such warm-hearted people there.

It's long way off, sir.

From what, Jane?

From England and from Thornfield.

Well...

And from you, sir.

Yes, Jance. It's a long way.

When you get there,

I shall probably never see you again.

WE;ve been good friends, Jane,

haven't we?

Yes, sir.

Even good friends may be forced to part

Let's make the most of

what time has left us.

Let us sit here in peace,

even thought we shall be destined never

to sit here again.

Sometimes I have a queer feeling with

regard to you, Jane.

Especially when you're near me as now.

It's as if I had a string somewhere

under my left rib,

tightly and inextricably knowted to

a similar string

situated in corresponding corner of

your little frame.

And if we should have to be parted,

that cord of communion would be snapped

I have the neruous notion I should take

to bleeding inwardly.

As for you, you'd forget me.

That I never will, sir. You know that.

I see the necessity of going, but it's

like looking on the necessity of death.

Where do you see that necessity?

In your bride.

My bride? I have noe bride.

But you will have.

Yes, I will. I will.

Do you think I could stay here to

become nothing to you?

Do you think because I'm poor

and obscure and plain

that I'm soulless and heartless?

I have as much soul as you

and fully as much heart.

And if God had gifted me with

wealth and beauty,

I should have made it as hard for you

to leave me as...

As it is now for me to leave you.

There. I've spoken my heart.

Now, let me go.

Jane, Jane, it's strange.

It's almost an unearthly thing.

You that I love as my own flesh...

Don't mock me.

It's off with Blanche. It's you I want.

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