PARTTHREE-AYOUNGWOMANATTHORNFIELDCHAPTEREIGHTEENMr.Rochester'sStory "Don'tcry,Jane.Ican'tstandit.Pleasebecalm,"hecried."HowcanIbecalm,whenyou'resoangry?""I'mnotangry,butIloveyousomuch,andyourpalelittlefacelookedsosternanddecided."Hetriedtoputhisarmaroundme,butIwouldnotlethim."Jane!"hesaidsadly, "youdon'tloveme,then?""Edward,Idoloveyou,"Ianswered, "morethanever.ButthisisthelasttimeIcansayit.IknownowwhatIhavetodo,butyou'llbesoangryifItellyou.""Oh,tellme!IfI'mangry,youcanalwaysstarttocry,"hesaid,smilingalittle."Mr.Rochester,Imustleaveyou.Imustliveanewlife,withstrangers.""Ofcourse,Itoldyouwewouldleavehere.I'llignorethatsillytalkaboutyouleavingme.You'llbeMrs.Rochester,andI'llbeyourhusbanduntilIdie.We'lllivetogetherhappilyinthesouthofFrance.Now,Jane,don'tshakeyourhead,orI'llgetangry.""Sir,yourwifeisalive,"Isaidfirmly. "IfIlivedwithyou,I'dbeyourmistress,andIcan'tdothat!""Edward,you'reafool!"hesaidsuddenlytohimself. "Jane,Ihaven'ttoldyouthewholestory.Youmustknoweverything.Listentome,Jane.Doyouknowwhathappenedtomyfamily'smoney,aftermyfatherdied?""Mrs.Fairfaxtoldmealittleaboutit,sir."