Summary: Chapter 2 Two servants, Miss Abbott and Bessie Lee, escort Jane to the red-room, and Jane resists them with all of her might. Reed, she should not be allowed to live with gentlemen's children. There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. Pleased with the justice, Jane decides to be even better, she studies harder and with the wind at her back, she is promoted to a higher class. Reed is not interested in getting up early to pack her, so Jane leaves quietly. Afar it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud; near, a scene of wet lawn and storm-beat shrub, with ceaseless rain sweeping away wildly before a long and lamentable blast.
Jane is happy to inform a reader that they occasionally visit each other. Jane decides to enter the house from the back, so that Rochester does not notice her. Jane thinks this episode but a transitory thing--until she arrives home. For this reason, Jane is not allowed to stay in the company of Mrs. Jane becomes cold and depressed in the red-room. Jane is the narrator of the tale, and she begins it by asserting that the wintry weather will not allow for a walk outside.
Jane's situation as she sits reading Bewick's History of Birds provides significant imagery. When Jane spots a gaunt outline through the window, one day, she knows it is him. In addition to being bored and lonely, Jane is also contending at least mentally with her society's confining view of women. John went to India as he had planned. Reed's lace frills, and crimped her night-cap borders, fed our eager attention with passages of love and adventure taken from old fairy tales and older ballads; or as at a later period I discovered from the pages of Pamela, and Henry, Earl of Moreland. She worries that these feelings make her ungrateful, but surely it is natural for a young woman Jane's age to long for 'the busy world, towns, regions full of life' as Jane does. There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
The words in these introductory pages connected themselves with the succeeding vignettes, and gave significance to the rock standing up alone in a sea of billow and spray; to the broken boat stranded on a desolate coast; to the cold and ghastly moon glancing through bars of cloud at a wreck just sinking. Once hopeless, alone, and impoverished, Jane now has friends, family, and a fortune. There is a sudden change in Ms. I returned to my book--Bewick's History of British Birds: the letterpress thereof I cared little for, generally speaking; and yet there were certain introductory pages that, child as I was, I could not pass quite as a blank. Checking with the servant Leah, she learns that Mr. They get their breakfast, small in portion, and begin with lessons. He is described as a flabby boy who has been allowed to leave school on.
Miss Temple approaches them and summons them into her room, where she asks Jane to tell her side of the story. Just as women need to lead active lives, Brontë argues, they should not be sheltered from life's seamier side. Jane socks John in the nose one time when he attempts to abuse her; overhearing Ms. Rochester enjoys Jane's frank, sincere manner, and confesses that he hasn't lived the purest, most innocent life. Lloyd to confirm Jane's story, so she can publicly clear her from every imputation.
Watch, I'm going to dance! Jane is completely flummoxed and a little alarmed. Reed orders Jane to be locked in the red-room. In rural 19th century England, these questions from a stranger on a lonely road would be considerably less alarming than they would be today. Brocklehurst is especially irritated with her clumsiness and immediately places her in the center of the classroom to expose her to curious eyes and make her feel uncomfortable. It contained a bookcase: I soon possessed myself of a volume, taking care that it should be one stored with pictures. Reed sew for a few minutes until she looks up, telling Jane in a scornful manner, to retire to the nursery. The said Eliza, John, and Georgiana were now clustered round their mama in the drawing-room: she lay reclined on a sofa by the fire-side, and with her darlings about her for the time neither quarrelling nor crying looked perfectly happy.
Jane wished 'to do more or learn more' than her society believed women ought to do or learn. Bessie is called down for dinner, during which Dr. Folds of scarlet drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass, protecting, but not separating me from the drear November day. Folds of scarlet drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass, protecting, but not separating me from the drear November day. How long has this house been in the family? The red curtains that enclose Jane in her isolated window seat connect with the imagery of the red-room to which Jane is banished at the end of the chapter.
Jane Eyre is unlucky enough to have her slate slipped from her hands, drawing everyone's attention to her. Soon, Jane sends letters to her cousins, Marry, Diana and St. Life has brought them two miracles- the first one is Rochester's recovered sight, and the second one is a child. The only good thing is that Jane has not seen Mr. Lloyd asks her if she has any relatives, but they are only poor Eyre relatives, or so Jane thinks from what Ms. Reed, the girls, Bessie, and , the maid, enter the room and take Jane away to be locked in the red-room. I returned to my book—Bewick's History of British Birds: the letter-press thereof I cared little for, generally speaking; and yet there were certain introductory pages that, child as I was, I could not pass quite as a blank.
Brocklehurst since he visited her at Mrs. Several years later, Céline abandoned her daughter and ran away to Italy with a musician. She wishes for people more interesting than those who reside at Thornfield and she wishes to do and see more things than Thornfield can offer her. He asks her again to marry him, and she says yes—they are now free from the specter of Bertha Mason. It was in this room nine years ago that the late died, her mother's brother, and was carried away by the undertaker, as well. She looks at the illustrations and enjoys her solitude, fearing only that she will be interrupted. The last letter he wrote brought tears to her eyes, as it seemed that his life was coming to its end.