Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home.

— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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