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and then where would she go？ e； Bessie； we will leave her： I wouldn’t have her heart for anything。 Say your prayers； Miss Eyre； when you are by yourself； for if you don’t repent； something bad might be permitted to e down the chimney and fetch you away。”
They went； shutting the door； and locking it behind them。
The red…room ber； very seldom slept in； I might say never； indeed； unless when a chance influx of visitors at Gateshead Hall rendered it necessary to turn to account all the acmodation it contained： yet it was one of the largest and stateliest chambers in the mansion。 A bed supported on massive pillars of mahogany； hung with curtains of deep red damask； stood out like a tabernacle in the centre； the two large windows； with their blinds always drawn down； were half shrouded in festoons and falls of similar drapery； the carpet was red； the table at the foot of the bed was covered with a crimson cloth； the walls were a soft fawn colour with a blush of pink in it； the wardrobe； the toilet…table； the chairs were of darkly polished old mahogany。 Out of these deep surrounding shades rose high； and glared white； the piled…up mattresses and pillows of the bed； spread with a snowy Marseilles counterpane。 Scarcely less prominent was an ample cushioned easy…chair near the head of the bed； also white； with a footstool before it； and looking； as I thought； like a pale throne。
This room was chill； because it seldom had a fire； it was silent； because remote from the nursery and kitchen； solemn； because it was known to be so seldom entered。 The house…maid alone came here on Saturdays； to wipe from the mirrors and the furniture a rs。 Reed herself； at far intervals； visited it to review the contents of a certain secret drawer in the wardrobe； where were stored divers parchments； her jewel…casket； and a miniature of her deceased husband； and in those last words lies the secret of the red…room—the spell which kept it so lonely in spite of its grandeur。
Mr。 Reed had been dead nine years： it was in this chamber he breathed his last； here he lay in state； hence his coffin was borne by the undertaker’s men； and； since that day； a sense of dreary consecration had guarded it from frequent intrusion。
My seat； to which Bessie and the bitter Miss Abbot had left me riveted； was a low ottoman near the marble chimney…piece； the bed rose before me； to my right hand there was the high； dark wardrobe； with subdued； broken reflections varying the gloss of its panels； to my left were the muffled windows； a great looking…glass between them repeated the vacant majesty of the bed and room。 I was not quite sure whether they had locked the door； and when I dared move； I got up and went to see。 Alas！ yes： no jail was ever more secure。 Returning； I had to cross before the looking…glass； my fascinated glance involuntarily explored the depth it revealed。 All looked colder and darker in that visionary hollow than in reality： and the strange little figure there gazing at me； with a white face and arms specking the gloom； and glittering eyes of fear moving where all else was still； had the effect of a real spirit： I thought it like one of the tiny phantoms； half fairy； half imp； Bessie’s evening stories represented as ing out of lone； ferny dells in moors； and appearing before the eyes of belated travellers。 I returned to my stool。
Superstition was with me at that moment； but it was not yet her hour for plete victory： my blood was still warm； the mood of the revolted slave was still bracing me with its bitter vigour； I had to stem a rapid rush of retrospective thought before I quailed to the dismal present。
All John Reed’s violent tyrannies； all his sisters’ proud indifference； all his mother’s aversion； all the servants’ partiality； turned up in my disturbed mind like a dark deposit in a turbid well。 Why was I always suffering； always browbeaten； always accused； for ever condemned？ Why could I never please？ Why was it useless to try to win any one’s favour？ Eliza； who was headstrong and selfish； was respected。 Georgiana； who had a spoiled temper； a very acrid spite； a captious and insolent carriage； was universally indulged。 Her beauty； her pink cheeks and golden curls； seemed to give delight to all who looked at her； and to purchase indemnity for every fault。 John no one thwarted； much less punished； though he twisted the necks of the pigeons； killed the little pea…chicks； set the dogs at the sheep； stripped the hothouse vines of their fruit； and broke the buds off the choicest plants in the conservatory： he called his mother “old girl；” too； sometimes reviled her for her dark skin； similar to his own； bluntly disregarded her wishes； not unfrequently tore and spoiled her silk attire； and he was still “her own darling。” I dared mit no fault： I strove to fulfil every duty； and I was termed naughty and tiresome； sullen and sneaking； from morning to noon； and from noon to night。
My head still ached and bled with the blow and fall I had received： no one had reproved John for wantonly striking me； and because I had turned against him to avert farther irrational violence； I was loaded with general opprobrium。
“Unjust！—unjust！” said my reason； forced by the agonising stimulus into precocious though transitory power： and Resolve； equally wrought up； instigated some strange expedient to achieve escape from insupportable oppression—as running away； or； if that could not be effected； never eating or drinking more； and letting myself die。
What a consternation of soul was mine that dreary afternoon！ How all my brain was in tumult； and all my heart in insurrection！ Yet in what darkness； what dense ignorance； was the mental battle fought！ I could not answer the ceaseless inward question—why I thus suffered； now； at the distance of—I will not say how many years； I see it clearly。
I was a discord in Gateshead Hall： I was like nobody there； I had nothing in harmony with Mrs。 Reed or her children； or her chosen vassalage。 If they did not love me； in fact； as little did I love them。 They were not bound to regard with affection a thing that could not sympathise with one amongst them； a heterogeneous thing； opposed to them in temperament； in capacity； in propensities； a useless thing； incapable of serving their interest； or adding to their pleasure； a noxious thing； cherishing the germs of indignation at their treatment； of contempt of their judgment。 I know that had I been a sanguine； brilliant； careless； exacting； handsome； romping child—though equally dependent and friendless—Mrs。 Reed would have endured my presence more placently； her children would have entertained for me more of the cordiality of fellow…feeling； the servants would have been less prone to make me the scapegoat of the nursery。
Daylight began to forsake the red…room； it was past four o’clock； and the beclouded afternoon was tending to drear twilight。 I heard the rain still beating continuously on the staircase window； and the wind howling in the grove behind the hall； I grew by degrees cold as a stone； and then my courage sank。 My habitual mood of humiliation； self…doubt； forlorn depression； fell damp on the embers of my decaying ire。 All said I was wicked； and perhaps I might be so； wha