van gogh painting

van gogh painting
heard her with my own eyes. She was a big woman, and had long black
hair: we could see it streaming against the flames as she stood. I
witnessed, and several more witnessed, Mr. Rochester ascend through
the skylight on to the roof; we heard him call "Bertha!" We saw him
approach her; and then, ma'am, she yelled and gave a spring, and the
next minute she lay smashed on the pavement.'
'Dead?'
'Dead! Ay, dead as the stones on which her brains and blood were
scattered.'
'Good God!'
'You may well say so, ma'am: it was frightful!'
He shuddered.
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'And afterwards?' I urged.
'Well, ma'am, afterwards the house was burnt to the ground: there
are only some bits of walls standing now.'
'Were any other lives lost?'
'No- perhaps it would have been better if there had.'
'What do you mean?'
'Poor Mr. Edward!' he ejaculated, 'I little thought ever to have
seen it? Some say it was a just judgment on him for keeping his
first marriage secret, and wanting to take another wife while he had
one living: but I pity him, for my part.'
'You said he was alive?' I exclaimed.
'Yes, yes: he is alive; but many think he had better be dead.' van gogh painting