Archive | December 3, 2017

Jane Eyre (Chapter XVII – XVIII)

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte Chapter XXVII Some time in the afternoon I raised my head, and looking round and seeing the western sun gilding the sign of its decline on the wall, I asked, “What am I to do?” But the answer my mind gave–“Leave Thornfield at once”–was so prompt, so dread, that I […]