Chapter 8
atcer afternoon sco ore it off, and t it into tears, and large, inually been scalding my cacle of ion gave me an intolerable pain at t.
About a ly to ts above narrated, Miss temple, o Mr. Lloyd, received appeared t o corroborate my account. Miss temple, inquiry o t Jane Eyre, and t s o be able to pronounce ely cleared from every imputation. teache ranks of my companions.
t to y: I toiled ionate to my efforts; my memory, not naturally tenacious, improved ice; exercise ss; in a feed to a o commence Frenc tenses of tre, and sketc cottage (o nigo bed, I forgot to prepare in imagination t roast potatoes, or to amuse my ined instead on tacle of ideal drauresque rocks and ruins, Cuyp-like groups of cattle, s paintings of butterflies ripe cs enclosing pearl-like eggs, oo, in t, ty of my ever being able to translate currently a certain little Frencory o my satisfaction ere I fell sly asleep.
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I noions for Gatess daily luxuries.