“A wind fresh from Europe blew over the ocean and rushed through the open casement:  the storm broke, streamed, thundered, blazed, and the air grew pure.  I then framed and fixed a resolution.  While I walked under the dripping orange-trees of my wet garden, and amongst its drenched pomegranates and pine-apples, and while the refulgent dawn of the tropics kindled round me —­ I reasoned thus, Jane —­ and now listen; for it was true Wisdom that consoled me in that hour, and showed me the right path to follow.

“The sweet wind from Europe was still whispering in the refreshed leaves, and the Atlantic was thundering in glorious liberty; my heart, dried up and scorched for a long time, swelled to the tone, and filled with living blood —­ my being longed for renewal —­ my soul thirsted for a pure draught.  I saw hope revive —­ and felt regeneration possible.  From a flowery arch at the bottom of my garden I gazed over the sea —­ bluer than the sky:  the old world was beyond; clear prospects opened thus:-

“‘Go,’ said Hope, ’and live again in Europe:  there it is not known what a sullied name you bear, nor what a filthy burden is bound to you.  You may take the maniac with you to England; confine her with due attendance and precautions at Thornfield:  then travel yourself to what clime you will, and form what new tie you like.  That woman, who has so abused your long-suffering, so sullied your name, so outraged your honour, so blighted your youth, is not your wife, nor are you her husband.  See that she is cared for as her condition demands, and you have done all that God and humanity require of you.  Let her identity, her connection with yourself, be buried in oblivion:  you are bound to impart them to no living being.  Place her in safety and comfort:  shelter her degradation with secrecy, and leave her.’

“I acted precisely on this suggestion.  My father and brother had not made my marriage known to their acquaintance; because, in the very first letter I wrote to apprise them of the union —­ having already begun to experience extreme disgust of its consequences, and, from the family character and constitution, seeing a hideous future opening to me —­ I added an urgent charge to keep it secret:  and very soon the infamous conduct of the wife my father had selected for me was such as to make him blush to own her as his daughter-in-law.  Far from desiring to publish the connection, he became as anxious to conceal it as myself.

“To England, then, I conveyed her; a fearful voyage I had with such a monster in the vessel.  Glad was I when I at last got her to Thornfield, and saw her safely lodged in that third-storey room, of whose secret inner cabinet she has now for ten years made a wild beast’s den —­ a goblin’s cell.  I had some trouble in finding an attendant for her, as it was necessary to select one on whose fidelity dependence could be placed; for her ravings would inevitably betray my secret:  besides,