Quotation from: Jane Eyre

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


"How late it grows!" I said. "I will run down to the gates: it
is moonlight at intervals; I can see a good way on the road. He may
be coming now, and to meet him will save some minutes of suspense."


The wind roared high in the great trees which embowered the gates;
but the road as far as I could see, to the right hand and the
left, was all still and solitary: save for the shadows of clouds
crossing it at intervals as the moon looked out, it was but a long
pale line, unvaried by one moving speck.

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