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sufferings. I had not qualities or talents to make my way very well
in the world: I should have been continually at fault.”
“But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you
know?”
“I believe; I have faith: I am going to God.”
“Where is God? What is God?”
“My Maker and yours, who will never destroy what He created.
I rely implicitly on His power, and confide wholly in His goodness:
I count the hours till that eventful one arrives which shall restore
me to Him, reveal Him to me.”
“You are sure, then, Helen, that there is such a place as heaven,
and that our souls can get to it when we die?”
“I am sure there is a future state; I believe God is good; I can
resign my immortal part to Him without any misgiving. God is my
father; God is my friend: I love Him; I believe He loves me.”
“And shall I see you again, Helen, when I die?”
“You will come to the same region of happiness: be received by
the same mighty, universal Parent, no doubt, dear Jane.”
Again I questioned, but this time only in thought. “Where is
that region? Does it exist?” And I clasped my arms closer round
Helen; she seemed dearer to me than ever; I felt as if I could not
let her go; I lay with my face hidden on her neck. Presently she
said, in the sweetest tone—
“How comfortable I am! That last fit of coughing has tired me a
little; I feel as if I could sleep: but don’t leave me, Jane; I like to
have you near me.”
“I’ll stay with you, dear Helen: no one shall take me way.”
“Are you warm, darling?”
“Yes.”
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“Good-night, Jane.”
“Good-night, Helen.”
She kissed me, and I her, and we both soon slumbered.
When I awoke it was ** unusual movement roused me; I
looked up; I was in somebody’s arms; the nurse held me; she was
carrying me through the passage back to the dormitory. I was not
reprimanded for leaving my bed; people had something else to
think about; no explanation was afforded then to my many
questions; but a day or two afterwards I learned that Miss Temple,
on returning to her own room at dawn, had found me laid in the
little crib; my face against Helen Burns’s shoulder, my arms round
her neck. I was asleep, and Helen was—dead.
Her grave is in Brocklebridge churchyard: for fifteen years after
her death it was only covered by a grassy mound; but now a grey
marble tablet marks the spot, inscribed with her name, and the
word “Resurgam.”
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Chapter X
Hitherto I have recorded in detail the events of my
insignificant existence: to the first ten years of my life I
have given almost as many chapters. But this is not to be
a regular autobiography. I am only bound to invoke Memory
where I know her responses will possess some degree of interest;
therefore I now pass a space of eight years almost in silence: a few
lines only are necessary to keep up the links of connection.
When the typhus fever had fulfilled its mission of devastation at
Lowood, it gradually disappeared from thence; but not till its
virulence and the number of its victims had drawn public
attention on the school. Inquiry was made into the origin of the
scourge, and by degrees various facts came out which excited
public indignation in a high degree. The unhealthy nature of the
site; the quantity and quality of the children’s food; the brackish,
fetid water used in its preparation; the pupils’ wretched clothing
and accommodations—all these things were discovered, and the
discovery produced a result mortifying to Mr. Brocklehurst, but
beneficial to the institution.
Several wealthy and benevolent individuals in the county
subscribed largely for the erection of a more convenient building
in a better situation; new regulations were made; improvements in
diet and clothing introduced; the funds of the school were
intrusted to the management of a committee. Mr. Brocklehurst,
who, from his wealth and