Friday, April 29, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Reader, I married him. A quiet wedding we had: he and I, the
parson and clerk, were alone present. When we got back from church,
I went into the kitchen of the manor-house, where Mary was cooking
the dinner and John cleaning the knives, and I said -
"Mary, I have been married to Mr. Rochester this morning."
(from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)