"I am an orphan, the daughter of a clergyman. My parents died

before I could know them. I was brought up a dependant; educated in

a charitable institution. I will even tell you the name of the

establishment, where I passed six years as a pupil, and two as a

teacher--Lowood Orphan Asylum, -shire: you will have heard of it,

Mr. Rivers?--the Rev. Robert Brocklehurst is the treasurer."

"I have heard of Mr. Brocklehurst, and I have seen the school."

"I left Lowood nearly a year since to become a private governess. I

obtained a good situation, and was happy. This place I was obliged

to leave four days before I came here. The reason of my departure I

cannot and ought not to explain: it would be useless, dangerous,

and would sound incredible. No blame attached to me: I am as free

from culpability as any one of you three. Miserable I am, and must

be for a time; for the catastrophe which drove me from a house I had

found a paradise was of a strange and direful nature. I observed

but two points in planning my departure--speed, secrecy: to secure

these, I had to leave behind me everything I possessed except a

small parcel; which, in my hurry and trouble of mind, I forgot to

take out of the coach that brought me to Whitcross. To this

neighbourhood, then, I came, quite destitute. I slept two nights in

the open air, and wandered about two days without crossing a

threshold: but twice in that space of time did I taste food; and it

was when brought by hunger, exhaustion, and despair almost to the

last gasp, that you, Mr. Rivers, forbade me to perish of want at

your door, and took me under the shelter of your roof. I know all

your sisters have done for me since--for I have not been insensible

during my seeming torpor--and I owe to their spontaneous, genuine,

genial compassion as large a debt as to your evangelical charity."

"Don't make her talk any more now, St. John," said Diana, as I

paused; "she is evidently not yet fit for excitement. Come to the

sofa and sit down now, Miss Elliott."

I gave an involuntary half start at hearing the alias: I had

forgotten my new name. Mr. Rivers, whom nothing seemed to escape,

noticed it at once.

"You said your name was Jane Elliott?" he observed.

"I did say so; and it is the name by which I think it expedient to

be called at present, but it is not my real name, and when I hear

it, it sounds strange to me."




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