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“Miss Jane screamed so loud； ma’am；” pleaded Bessie。
“Let her go；” was the only answer。 “Loose Bessie’s hand； child： you cannot succeed in getting out by these means； be assured。 I abhor artifice； particularly in children； it is my duty to show you that tricks will not answer： you will now stay here an hour longer； and it is only on condition of perfect submission and stillness that I shall liberate you then。”
“O aunt！ have pity！ Forgive me！ I cannot endure it—let me be punished some other way！ I shall be killed if—”
“Silence！ This violence is all most repulsive：” and so； no doubt； she felt it。 I was a precocious actress in her eyes； she sincerely looked on me as a pound of virulent passions； mean spirit； and dangerous duplicity。
Bessie and Abbot having retreated； Mrs。 Reed； impatient of my now frantic anguish and wild sobs； abruptly thrust me back and locked me in； without farther parley。 I heard her sweeping away； and soon after she was gone； I suppose I had a species of fit： unconsciousness closed the scene。
Chapter 3
The next thing I remember is； waking up with a feeling as if I had had a frightful nightmare； and seeing before me a terrible red glare； crossed with thick black bars。 I heard voices； too； speaking with a hollow sound； and as if muffled by a rush of wind or water： agitation； uncertainty； and an all…predominating sense of terror confused my faculties。 Ere long； I became aware that some one was handling me； lifting me up and supporting me in a sitting posture； and that more tenderly than I had ever been raised or upheld before。 I rested my head against a pillow or an arm； and felt easy。
In five minutes more the cloud of bewilderment dissolved： I knew quite well that I was in my own bed； and that the red glare was the nursery fire。 It was night： a candle burnt on the table； Bessie stood at the bed…foot with a basin in her hand； and a gentleman sat in a chair near my pillow； leaning over me。
I felt an inexpressible relief； a soothing conviction of protection and security； when I knew that there was a stranger in the room； an individual not belonging to Gateshead。； and not related to Mrs。 Reed。 Turning from Bessie （though her presence was far less obnoxious to me than that of Abbot； for instance； would have been）； I scrutinised the face of the gentleman： I knew him； it was Mr。 Lloyd； an apothecary； sometimes called in by Mrs。 Reed when the servants were ailing： for herself and the children she employed a physician。
“Well； who am I？” he asked。
I pronounced his name； offering him at the same time my hand： he took it； smiling and saying； “We shall do very well by…and…by。” Then he laid me down； and addressing Bessie； charged her to be very careful that I was not disturbed during the night。 Having given some further directions； and intimates that he should call again the next day； he departed； to my grief： I felt so sheltered and befriended while he sat in the chair near my pillow； and as he closed the door after him； all the room darkened and my heart again sank： inexpressible sadness weighed it down。
“Do you feel as if you should sleep； Miss？” asked Bessie； rather softly。
Scarcely dared I answer her； for I feared the next sentence might be rough。 “I will try。”
“Would you like to drink； or could you eat anything？”
“No； thank you； Bessie。”
“Then I think I shall go to bed； for it is past twelve o’clock； but you may call me if you want anything in the night。”
Wonderful civility this！ It emboldened me to ask a question。
“Bessie； what is the matter with me？ Am I ill？”
“You fell sick； I suppose； in the red…room with crying； you’ll be better soon； no doubt。”
Bessie went into the housemaid’s apartment； which was near。 I heard her say—
“Sarah； e and sleep with me in the nursery； I daren’t for my life be alone with that poor child to…night： she might die； it’s such a strange thing she should have that fit： I wonder if she saw anything。 Missis was rather too hard。”
Sarah came back with her； they both went to bed； they were whispering together for half…an…hour before they fell asleep。 I caught scraps of their conversation； from which I was able only too distinctly to infer the main subject discussed。
“Something passed her； all dressed in white； and vanished”—“A great black dog behind him”—“Three loud raps on the chamber door”—“A light in the churchyard just over his grave；” &c。 &c。
At last both slept： the fire and the candle went out。 For me； the watches of that long night passed in ghastly wakefulness； strained by dread： such dread as children only can feel。
No severe or prolonged bodily illness followed this incident of the red…room； it only gave my nerves a shock of which I feel the reverberation to this day。 Yes； Mrs。 Reed； to you I owe some fearful pangs of mental suffering； but I ought to forgive you； for you knew not what you did： while rending my heart…strings； you thought you were only uprooting my bad propensities。
Next day； by noon； I was up and dressed； and sat wrapped in a shawl by the nursery hearth。 I felt physically weak and broken down： but my worse ailment was an unutterable wretchedness of mind： a wretchedness which kept drawing from me silent tears； no sooner had I wiped one salt drop from my cheek than another followed。 Yet； I thought； I ought to have been happy； for none of the Reeds were there； they were all gone out in the carriage with their mama。 Abbot； too； was sewing in another room； and Bessie； as she moved hither and thither； putting away toys and arranging drawers； addressed to me every now and then a word of unwonted kindness。 This state of things should have been to me a paradise of peace； accustomed as I was to a life of ceaseless reprimand and thankless fagging； but； in fact； my racked nerves were now in such a state that no calm could soothe； and no pleasure excite them agreeably。
Bessie had been down into the kitchen； and she brought up with her a tart on a certain brightly painted china plate； whose bird of paradise； nestling in a wreath of convolvuli and rosebuds； had been wont to stir in me a most enthusiastic sense of admiration； and which plate I had often petitioned to be allowed to take in my hand in order to examine it more closely； but had always hitherto been deemed unworthy of such a privilege。 This precious vessel was now placed on my knee； and I was cordially invited to eat the circlet of delicate pastry upon it。 Vain favour！ ing； like most other favours long deferred and often wished for； too late！ I could not eat the tart； and the plumage of the bird； the tints of the flowers； seemed strangely faded： I put both plate and tart away。 Bessie asked if I would have a book： the word BOOK acted as a transient stimulus； and I begged her to fetch Gulliver’s Travels from the library。 This book I had again and again perused with delight。 I considered it a narrative of facts； and discovered in it a vein of interest deeper than what I found in fairy tales： for as to the elves； having sought them in vain among foxglove leaves and bells； under mushrooms and beneath the ground…ivy mantling old wall…nooks； I had at length made up my mind to the sad truth； that they were all gone out of England to some savage country where the woods were wilder and thicker； and the population more scant； whereas； Lilliput and Brobdignag being； in my creed； solid parts of the earth’s surface； I doubted not that I might one day； by taking a long voyage； see with my own eyes the little fields； houses； and trees； the diminutive people； the tiny cows； sheep； and birds of the one realm； and the corn…fields forest…high； the mighty mastiffs； the monster cats； the tower…like men and women； of the other。 Yet； when this cherished volume was now placed in my hand—when I turned over its leaves； and sought in its marvellous pictures the charm I had； till now； never failed to find—all was eerie and dreary； the giants were gaunt goblins； the pigmies malevolent and fearful imps； Gulliver a most desolate wanderer in most dread and dangerous regions。 I closed the book； which I dared no longer peruse； and put it on the table； beside the untasted tart。
Bessie had now finished dusting and tidying the room； and having washed her hands； she opened a certain little