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NOBODY TOLD YOU DID WHEN JANE EYRE goodbye to his friend

"I come to see you, Helen, I heard you were very ill, and could not sleep until I speak to you.
"Then come give me a last farewell, methinks you came at the right time.
- Are you going to somewhere, Helen? Are you going to your house?
"Yes, to my home, my last house ...
- No, no, Helen!
remained disconsolate and although I wanted to devour my tears, I could not. A coughing attack my friend, I would not call the nurse and when she passed was faint, weak.
-Jane-I said a little later, "your little feet will freeze to bed with me and cover with the quilt.
I did, she put her arm around me and we embraced, after a long silence, I said softly
- Do you feel that .., Jane?
I said yes. Helen had taken his right hand on my chest and gave me a massage to warm up. Then he lowered his hand slowly. I was amazed that my body is warm so quickly. Why we never tried that in the long cold nights in the orphanage? Miss Scatcherd sure he did every day. I thought that when Helen finally fall asleep, go into the room and do that to each of the girls. We could spend this hard winter.
- Do you want to continue doing this, Jane?
- Yes, yes, Helen! Please do not stop.
-I have more time, you know? There are so many things I could teach you ...
-You were a very wise friend, Helen, who taught you to you?
Helen looked at me and, despite his face pale as ice, seemed to blush.
- Remember what I told you the last home where I was?
"Sure, Helen. "All we remember with nostalgia the home where we grew up, but there we were loved.
"Mr. and Mrs. Bringham I did this every night so I could sleep.
- What friendly people, Helen!
"And here ... Miss Scatcherd sometimes sometimes took me to his room and asked me to help her get warm.
- and yet has been rude to you, Helen! I left all day in the open and has sickened at fault! What a woman so cruel!
-Jane ... I'm tired.
"A little more, my dear, just a little y. .. end ... this ... sorry ...
- Are you hot, my life?
"Yes.
"Good night, Jane.
"Good night, Helen.
We kissed and fell asleep.

Jane Eyre Charlotte Brontë


(Note from the author of this blog: just added in italics mine).