That evening calm betrayed alike the tinkle of the nearest streams,the sough of the most remote.
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A rude noise broke on these fine ripplings and whisperings, which affaced the soft wave-wonderings, the solid mass of a crag.
I cannot think of leaving you, sir, at so late an hour, in this solitary lane, till I see you are fit to mount your horse.
From just below; and I am not at all afraid of being out late when it is moonlight. I am going there to post a letter.
I had a theoretical reverence and homage for beauty, elegance, gallantry, fascination; but had I met those qualities incarnate in masculine shape, I should have known instinctively that they neither had nor could have sympathy with anything in me.
I should think you ought to be at home yourself, if you have a home in this neighbourhood. Where do you come from?
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I should have been afraid to touch a horse when alone, but when told to do it I was disposed to obey. I was mortally afraid of its trampling fore-feet. The traveller waited and watched for some time, and at last he laughed.
whose house is it?Do you know Mr Rochester?
Try to get hold my horse's bridle and lead him to me. You are not afraid?
Can you tell me where he is?
I cannot
No, I have never seen him.
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