Pride and Prejudice of Jane Eyre

After waiting for the guests to return to their rooms and the silence in the corridor restored, Jane Eyre quietly opened the door and walked towards the stairs in the dark.She moved her steps carefully, for fear of making a sound and disturbing the guests who were not asleep; in the dark, it was really challenging for a person with weak night vision.

She finally reached the staircase at the other end of the aisle, and she could clearly see the outline of the steps in the moonlight.The left hand was on the armrest, and the right hand unconsciously wanted to touch the wall, but was startled by the temperature touched by the fingertips. "Mr. Rochester?" Jane Eyre wanted to withdraw her hand, but this man grabbed her wrist through her clothes.

"Are you night blind?" Sure enough, it was a familiar deep voice.

"Some, but not too serious." Jane Eyre replied, "Why are you here, is Mr. Mason okay?"

Mr. Rochester did not answer her question: "I will help you up, pay attention to your feet." Jane Eyre hesitated for a while, but still accepted his help.

Mr. Rochester took care of her physical condition this time and walked very slowly.They quietly turned the stairs and went up to the third floor.Only then did he feel relieved, let go of her wrist, and strode forward to pick up the candle that had been placed on the ground before.He handed her the candle: "Take it."

Jane Eyre nodded and followed him to go on.The decoration of the aisle on the third floor is almost the same as that on the second floor, except that the rooms here are almost empty, all of them are locked, and the servants only clean the aisle.They came to the end again, and sure enough it was directly above her room.

Mr. Rochester took out a key from his pocket, and opened the door by the candlelight in her hand: "I'm back, Mason." He said to the person inside the door.Several candles were lit in the room. As soon as Jane Eyre entered the room, she was startled by the sight in front of her.

Mr. Mason, who had never met but only heard his name, was lying on the bed covered in blood. He was only wearing a shirt and a pair of simple blood-stained pants.The shirt was also soaked in blood, and there was a mark on the neck that looked like it had been bitten by a wild animal.His thigh was dripping with blood and was simply tightly bound with a towel, but the white towel was already soaked with blood.The soft couch under him was also soaked in blood, even a drop of blood fell on the carpet, and was soon soaked.

Mr. Mason's face was pale, even a little blue, and his brows were tightly frowned.It can be seen that after being strongly attacked, not only was he in great pain, but he was also in great torment.He did not respond to Mr. Rochester, and appeared to have fainted.

"Sir? Can I help you?" Jane Eyre asked, frowning. The room smelled very bloody, and the seriously injured man in front of him looked like he was going to die at any moment.

Mr. Rochester asked her to come closer and light the lamp for him. He carefully inspected the wound on Mason's neck and touched his forehead: "You just wait here for me first, and I'll go get some smelling salts and sesame oil." When she fell, the small door next to her suddenly made a strange noise. Only then did Jane Eyre realize that the wardrobe in her room corresponded to a door.It seemed that Bertha Mason was kept in it.

"Don't worry, Miss Jane." Mr. Rochester said, "I have locked the door. Mrs. Poole is also inside to restrain Bertha. You are safe." He looked at Jane Eyre, as if observing her expression Are you afraid.

"I'm going to get something, and I'll be here quickly. Can you wipe off the blood near the wound for him?" Seeing Jane Eyre nodded, he strode out of the room quietly.Soon the room fell into an eerie silence again.In front of Jane Eyre was a seriously injured person, and the culprit was the one across the door. 'This is really... so exciting. ' thought Jane Eyre.

She poured the water from the kettle next to it into the basin, wet the towel on the shelf, and simply wiped off the blood on Mr. Mason's body.The most serious thigh seemed to be cut open by a sharp weapon, and the tightly wrapped towel barely stopped the bleeding, and Jane Eyre did not dare to take it apart.I had no choice but to take off his half-opened bloody coat to check whether his upper body was injured.Fortunately, the wound on his upper body was only one on his neck.Jane Eyre guessed that the doctor would bandage him later, and as a layman, he could only wipe off the blood as much as possible to reduce the workload of the doctor.

Soon, a basin of water turned red.Jane Eyre touched Mr. Mason's forehead, it was hot.She saw that there was still a glass of cold water on the table, so she poured the cold water on the veil and put it on his forehead, trying to do a physical cooling.Just when she didn't know what else to do, Mr. Rochester came back.

He was panting and seemed to be running over, "First of all, let's wake him up first. It's not good to be in a coma like this." He walked forward quickly and found the veil on Mason's forehead: "You Very well done, Miss Jane."

Jane Eyre got up, gave him a seat beside the soft couch, and watched him wake up Mr. Mason with smelling salts.

"Am I going to die?" Mr. Mason began weakly.

"Don't say that, my friend." Mr. Rochester skillfully cut off the bandage on his leg and replaced it with a new one. "It's just some skin trauma. I've already called the doctor. You can even see it tomorrow." Move around." He tried hard to stop the gurgling blood.Mr. Mason gasped in pain.

"Miss Jane." Mr. Rochester looked at her after finishing all this, "Can you watch him for me, I need about an hour and a half. Don't let him pass out." Jane Eyre nodded, she knew that she was seriously injured In such a situation, it is very likely that you will not be able to shout back if you completely faint.

Mr. Rochester handed her a bottle of smelling salts: "If he faints, you wake him up with smelling salts. If his forehead gets hotter, there's fresh water in the room opposite—oh, I forgot, You are night-blind." He stood up, walked a few anxious steps, then opened the door, and walked to the opposite room, after a while of fiddling, Jane Eyre found the light of a candle coming from there, and Mr. Rochester used a few Candles lighted her way.

"Thank you, sir." Mr. Rochester nodded slightly. "Then, I'm going. Don't let him pass out," he ordered again.Jane Eyre looked into his eyes and nodded vigorously.

he left.Jane Eyre turned her head and continued to look after this gentleman. His face was blue, his lips were trembling, and he looked like he would faint at any moment.After hesitating for a while, Jane Eyre decided to talk to him, and by the way, make a routine.

"Mr. Mason, are you Bertha Mason's brother?" she asked directly.

Mr. Mason showed a surprised expression: "Oh... yes! Edward already told you?" He didn't expect that Mr. Rochester would take the initiative to tell this unremarkable girl in front of him the secret that Mr. Rochester had kept for more than ten years.Jane Eyre wiped the cold sweat streaming down her forehead for him, and said, "Yes, I already know. She's right next door, isn't she?"

Mr. Mason frowned and swallowed, as if a mouthful of blood gushed up, Jane Eyre quickly poured a glass of water for him, and brought a basin for him to rinse his mouth. "Ahem, are you...?"

"Jane Eyre, I am the governess here."

"Governor? . . . Oh, that Miss Warren . . . "

Jane Eyre put the pot and cup aside, pretending not to care and asked: "Mr. Rochester has adopted Miss Warren, aren't you worried...after all..."

"It seems that he didn't tell you all." Mr. Mason said softly, "We owe him this."

"Ow? Then you didn't think about making it up to him?"

Mr. Mason showed a wry smile: "Miss Eyre, you are still too young... not all debts can be compensated. We are already in hell, the devils are scrambling to grab our ankles, no matter how merciful God is Forgive us."

"Is this an excuse for you to make mistakes again and again?" Jane Eyre replied bluntly, she was really a little angry, "Maybe you can't return to the world, maybe you can't go to heaven, but don't make any effort, let the devil swallow you up, That's too weak."

"When you fell, you dragged an innocent good man into the water. Save each other, maybe God will forgive you."

Mr. Mason seemed frightened by her bold confrontation, and he didn't speak for a long time.The severe pain in his body prevented him from thinking clearly, and he gradually lost consciousness.Seeing his eyelids drooping gradually, Jane Eyre quickly took smelling salts and put them under his nose.Seeing him slowly waking up again, Jane Eyre finally said: "One must take the first step."

The two fell into silence. Mr. Mason lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.Jane Eyre sat on the carpet and watched him, ready to hand over smelling salts at any time.

The candlelight swayed under the wind blowing through the crack of the door, illuminating Jane Eyre's shadow on the wall, and Mason squinted his eyes and shivered.From time to time, there was a creaking sound from the door next to it, as if a devil was scratching the door and was about to break out at any moment.

This scene is really scary.The whole Thornfield fell into silence, except for this room, where a mad hostess was locked at the door, and her brother and her husband were tortured to close their hearts.Her brother was now bleeding from her bite, and her husband was bleeding from the inside, and the only way to heal the wounds was to leave Thornfield and throw himself into a field of grotesque pleasures.

Fortunately, this silence did not last long.Sure enough, Mr. Rochester came back within an hour, and Dr. Carter followed him carrying his suitcase.

Jane Eyre got up and stood aside, watching Dr. Carter skillfully administer medicine to Mr. Mason to stop the bleeding.Mr. Rochester went in and out several times, and finally he and the doctor forced Mr. Mason downstairs, where John's carriage was already waiting.

"Miss Love, thank you for your...reminder." When leaving, Mr. Mason turned his head and said to her in the morning light.

Jane Eyre looked up and looked into his brown eyes, which were full of confusion and entanglement. "God will not give up his child." Mr. Rochester cast a sidelong glance at the two, thinking about what charades they were playing.

"I wish you well, Mr. Mason." Jane Eyre watched him get into the carriage and left with the doctor.Looking back, the old house of Thornfield actually has some mysterious and holy things in the morning light.