"Hasten to take off your wet things," said he; "and before you go, good-night -- good-night, my darling!"
He kissed me repeatedly. When I looked up, on leaving his arms, there stood the widow, pale, grave, and amazed.
I only smiled at her, and ran upstairs.
"Explanation will do for another time," thought I.
Still, when I reached my chamber, I felt a pang at the idea she should even temporarily misconstrue what she had seen.
But joy soon effaced every other feeling;
and loud as the wind blew, near and deep as the thunder crashed, fierce and frequent as the lightning gleamed, cataract-like
as the rain fell during a storm of two hours' duration,
I experienced no fear and little awe.
Mr. Rochester came thrice to my door in the course of it, to ask if I was safe and tranquil:
and that was comfort, that was strength for anything.
Before I left my bed in the morning, little Adèle came running in to tell me that
the great horse-chestnut at the bottom of the orchard had been struck by lightning in the night, and half of it split away.