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Jane Eyre: An Autobiography - Brontë, Charlotte · 70 words
Concealing the mad womans neighbourhood from you, however, was something like covering a child with a cloak and laying it down near a upas tree. that demons vicinage is poisoned, and always was. But Ill shut up Thornfield Hall. Ill nail up the front door and board the lower windows. Ill give Mrs. Poole two hundred a year to live here with my wife, as you term that fearful hag.
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