PARTFOUR-LIFEATMOORHOUSECHAPTERTWENTY-THREEMyPastReturns "Allright,St.John."Isaidsoftly,feelingthatmyheartwasbreaking. "IfGodgivesmeasignthatHereallywantsmetomarryyou,Iwillagree!""Godhasansweredmyprayers!"saidSt.John.Westoodtogetherinthehouse,waitingforasignfromGod.Itwascompletelyquietinthehouse,andIcouldalmosthearmyheartbeating.Iwasalmostexcited.SuddenlyIheardadistantvoicecry"Jane!Jane!Jane!"andnothingmore!Wherediditcomefrom?ItwasEdwardRochester'svoice,anditwasfullofpainandsadness!Foraminutethewholeworldstoodstill.ThenIjumpedtomyfeet."Edward!I'mcomingtoyou!"Icried. "Waitforme!"Iranintothegardencryingout, "Whereareyou?"Buttherewasnoanswer.IbrokeawayfromSt.John,whowasfollowingme.Heaskedmemanyquestions,butIonlysaid, "IhavereceivedmysignfromGod,St.John,"Isaid. "IwillnevergotoIndiawithyou."Itoldhimtoleaveme,andheobeyed.Inmyroom,IthankedGodforthesignhehadsentme.ThenIfellasleep,knowingwhatIhadtodonext.