I could not forget your conduct to me,
Jane--the fury with which you once turned on me; the tone in which you
declared you me the worst of anybody in the world; the
unchildlike look and voice with which you affirmed that the very thought
of me made you sick, and asserted that I had treated you with miserable
cruelty.
Jane--the fury with which you once turned on me; the tone in which you
declared you me the worst of anybody in the world; the
unchildlike look and voice with which you affirmed that the very thought
of me made you sick, and asserted that I had treated you with miserable
cruelty.
Jane Eyre- An Autobiography by Charlotte Brontë
