As his curate, his comrade, all would be right…But as his wife…forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn inwardly and never utter a cry…this would be unendurable.

Jane, of St John Rivers

Jane Eyre (1847) ch. 34


As his curate, his comrade, all would be right…But as his wife…forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn...

As his curate, his comrade, all would be right…But as his wife…forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn...

As his curate, his comrade, all would be right…But as his wife…forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn...

As his curate, his comrade, all would be right…But as his wife…forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn...