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d Conscience; turned tyrant; held Passion by the throat; told her tauntingly; she had yet but dipped her dainty foot in the slough; and swore that with that arm of iron he would thrust her down to unsounded depths of agony。

“Let me be torn away;” then I cried。 “Let another help me!”

“No; you shall tear yourself away; none shall help you: you shall yourself pluck out your right eye; yourself cut off your right hand: your heart shall be the victim; and you the priest to transfix it。”

I rose up suddenly; terror…struck at the solitude which so ruthless a judge haunted;—at the silence which so awful a voice filled。 My head swam as I stood erect。 I perceived that I was sickening from excitement and inanition; neither meat nor drink had passed my lips that day; for I had taken no breakfast。 And; with a strange pang; I now reflected that; long as I had been shut up here; no message had been sent to ask how I was; or to invite me to e down: not even little Adèle had tapped at the door; not even Mrs。 Fairfax had sought me。 “Friends always forget those whom fortune forsakes;” I murmured; as I undrew the bolt and passed out。 I stumbled over an obstacle: my head was still dizzy; my sight was dim; and my limbs were feeble。 I could not soon recover myself。 I fell; but not on to the ground: an outstretched arm caught me。 I looked up—I was supported by Mr。 Rochester; who sat in a chair across my chamber threshold。

“You e out at last;” he said。 “Well; I have been wa