"Jane Eyre"
by Charlotte Bronte

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     "No, no, Helen!" I stopped, distressed. While I tried to devour my tears, a fit of coughing seized Helen; it did not, however, wake the nurse; when it was over, she lay some minutes exhausted; then she whispered--

     "Jane, your little feet are bare; lie down and cover yourself with my quilt."

     I did so: she put her arm over me, and I nestled close to her. After a long silence, she resumed, still whispering--

 

     "I am very happy, Jane; and when you hear that I am dead, you must be sure and not grieve: there is nothing to grieve about. We all must die one day, and the illness which is removing me is not painful; it is gentle and gradual: my mind is at rest. I leave no one to regret me much: I have only a father; and he is lately married, and will not miss me. By dying young, I shall escape great sufferings. I had not qualities or talents to make my way very well in the world: I should have been continually at fault."

     "But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you know?"

     "I believe; I have faith: I am going to God."

 
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