PART FIVE - THE NEXT MRS. ROCHESTER
But I knew he did not need to worry. Even if he was blind, I would always love him and stay with him. However, I decided to talk of other things and make him laugh a little. We talked for many hours that night. When it was time for bed, he asked me, "Jane, there were only ladies in the house where you lived, weren't there?" When I went to bed I was still laughing. "Good! A little jealous will make him stronger, and not so sorry for himself!"
The next day I took him for a long walk. I described the beautiful forest to him, as we sat under a tree.
"Tell me, Jane, what happened to you after you left me?" And so I told him my story. He wanted to know all about St. John, my cousin.
"This St. John, do you like him?"
"He's a serious, religious man, and a very good one. I do like him."
"He's perhaps an old man, about fifty years old?"
"St. John is only twenty-nine, sir."
"And very stupid, I think you said? Not at all intelligent?"
I starting laughing. "He has an excellent brain, sir."
"Did you say he was rather plain, extremely ugly, in fact?"
"St. John is a very handsome man, tall and fair, with blue eyes."
Mr. Rochester frowned,and swore loudly.
"In fact, sir," I continued, "he asked me to marry him."
"Well, Jane, leave me and go. Marry Rivers! Oh, until now I was so happy!"
"Well, sir he did ask me to marry him, in fact. But I will never do that. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him. He's a good man, but too cold! Don't be jealous, sir. All my love is yours!"