"I only want an easy mind, sir; not crushed by crowded obligations. Do you remember what you said of Celine Varens?--of the diamonds, the cashmeres you gave her? I will not be your English Celine Varens. I shall continue to act as Adele's governess; by that I shall earn my board and lodging, and thirty pounds a year besides. I'll furnish my own wardrobe out of that money, and you shall give me nothing but--"

     "Well, but what?"

     "Your regard; and if I give you mine in return, that debt will be quit."

     "Well, for cool native impudence and pure innate pride, you haven't your equal," said he. We were now approaching Thornfield. "Will it please you to dine with me to-day?" he asked, as we re-entered the gates.

     "No, thank you, sir."

     "And what for, 'no, thank you?' if one may inquire."

     "I never have dined with you, sir: and I see no reason why I should now: till--"

     "Till what? You delight in half-phrases."

     "Till I can't help it."