Quotation from: Jane Eyre

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


The candle, wasted at last, went out; as it expired, I perceived
streaks of grey light edging the window curtains: dawn was
then approaching. Presently I heard Pilot bark far below, out of
his distant kennel in the courtyard: hope revived. Nor was it
unwarranted: in five minutes more the grating key, the yielding
lock, warned me my watch was relieved. It could not have lasted
more than two hours: many a week has seemed shorter.


Mr. Rochester entered, and with him the surgeon he had been to
fetch.

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