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'Yes; I suppose you found that out by second-sight.'
'Mrs. Fairfax told me in a letter.'
'And did she inform you what I went to do?'
'Oh, yes, sir! Everybody knew your errand.'
'You must see the carriage, Jane, and tell me if you don't think it
will suit Mrs. Rochester exactly; and whether she won't look like
Queen Boadicea, leaning back against those purple cushions. I wish,
Jane, I were a trifle better adapted to match with her externally.
Tell me now, fairy as you are- can't you give me a charm, or a
philter, or something of that sort, to make me a handsome man?'
'It would be past the power of magic, sir'; and, in thought, I
added, 'A loving eye is all the charm needed: to such you are handsome
enough; or rather your sternness has a power beyond beauty.'
Mr. Rochester had sometimes read my unspoken thoughts with an
acumen to me incomprehensible: in the present instance he took no
notice of my abrupt vocal response; but he smiled at me with a certain
smile he had of his own, and which he used but on rare occasions.