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as her guardian had predicted。 A dress of rose…coloured satin; very short; and as full in the skirt as it could be gathered; replaced the brown frock she had previously worn; a wreath of rosebuds circled her forehead; her feet were dressed in silk stockings and small white satin sandals。
“Est…ce que ma robe va bien?” cried she; bounding forwards; “et mes souliers? et mes bas? Tenez; je crois que je vais danser!”
And spreading out her dress; she chasséed across the room till; having reached Mr。 Rochester; she wheeled lightly round before him on tip…toe; then dropped on one knee at his feet; exclaiming—
“Monsieur; je vous remercie mille fois de votre bonté;” then rising; she added; “C’est me cela que maman faisait; n’est…ce pas; monsieur?”
“Pre…cise…ly!” was the answer; “and; ‘me cela;’ she charmed my English gold out of my British breeches’ pocket。 I have been green; too; Miss Eyre;—ay; grass green: not a more vernal tint freshens you now than once freshened me。 My Spring is gone; however; but it has left me that French floweret on my hands; which; in some moods; I would fain be rid of。 Not valuing now the root whence it sprang; having found that it was of a sort which nothing but gold dust could manure; I have but half a liking to the blossom; especially when it looks so artificial as just now。 I keep it and rear it rather on the Roman Catholic principle of expiating numerous sins; great or small; by one good work。 I’ll explain all this some day。 Good… night。”
Chapter 15
Mr。 Rochester did; on a future occasion; explain it。 It was one afternoon; when he chanced to meet me and Adèle in the grounds: and while she played with Pilot and her shuttlecock; he asked me to walk up and down a long beech avenue within sight of her。
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