Jane Eyre Ch 1-17
“All looked colder and darker in that visionary hollow than in reality; and that strange little figure there gazing at me, with a white face and arms specking the gloom, and glittering eyes of fear moving where all else was still, had the effect of a real spirit; I thought it like one of the tiny phantoms, half fairy, half imp” (71) “had I been a sanguine, brilliant, careless, exacting, handsome, romping child – though equally dependent and friendless –…