"I do, sir -- I do, with my whole heart."
"Well," he said, after some minutes' silence, "it is strange; but
that sentence has penetrated my breast painfully. Why? I think
because you said it with such an earnest, religious energy, and
because your upward gaze at me now is the very sublime of faith,
truth, and devotion: it is too much as if some spirit were near
me. Look wicked, Jane: as you know well how to look: coin one
of your wild, shy, provoking smiles; tell me you hate me -- tease
me, vex me; do anything but move me: I would rather be incensed
than saddened."
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