"Jane Eyre"
by Charlotte Bronte

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     And I was placed there, by whom I don't know: I was in no condition to note particulars; I was only aware that they had hoisted me up to the height of Mr. Brocklehurst's nose, that he was within a yard of me, and that a spread of shot orange and purple silk pelisses and a cloud of silvery plumage extended and waved below me.

     Mr. Brocklehurst hemmed.

     "Ladies," said he, turning to his family, "Miss Temple, teachers, and children, you all see this girl?"

     Of course they did; for I felt their eyes directed like burning-glasses against my scorched skin.

 

     "You see she is yet young; you observe she possesses the ordinary form of childhood; God has graciously given her the shape that He has given to all of us; no signal deformity points her out as a marked character. Who would think that the Evil One had already found a servant and agent in her? Yet such, I grieve to say, is the case."

     A pause--in which I began to steady the palsy of my nerves, and to feel that the Rubicon was passed; and that the trial, no longer to be shirked, must be firmly sustained.

 
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