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my eyes. I was aware her lurid visage flamed over mine, and I lost
consciousness: for the second time in my life- only the second time- I
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and determined that to none but you would I impart this vision. Now
sir, tell me who and what that woman was?'
'The creature of an over-stimulated brain; that is certain. I
must be careful of you, my treasure: nerves like yours were not made
for rough handling.'
'Sir, depend on it, my nerves were not in fault; the thing was
real: the transaction actually took place.'
'And your previous dreams, were they real too? Is Thornfield Hall a
ruin? Am I severed from you by insuperable obstacles? Am I leaving you
without a tear- without a kiss- without a word?'
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