A Hidden Truth About Jane Eyre
A boat arrives at the port of Amsterdam, a bleak1 area in the Netherlands. Passengers boarded or left the boat, and one man stood alone, in search of something. He spotted a pretty young woman waving wildly at him.
"Uncle! Uncle!" she cried, running towards him with her arms wide open, which rendered2 the man to smile in delight.
At first he frowned. "You should not have come here unattended and in such a slipshod3 way," he chided4.
The woman frowned. "Don't talk to me so like that. I am no longer a child."
"Yes, but why are you here?"
"I came to see you, of course. Don't look so skeptical5, uncle. Let's go, my mother's waiting," the woman said, pulling her rugged6 relative to her carriage.
They rode through an attractive neighborhood, and the carriage went on in a languid7 speed, stopping at a huge mansion. The young lady stepped out and smoothed her impaired8 dress, then had servants usher her uncle into her home. A regal looking woman stood in the front. "Belle! Show Mr. Eyre into his quarters."
Tea time ensued and then the man began his discourse. "Belle, I heard you are adept9 in the piano. Will you play?"
Belle could not give her uncle an erroneous10 performance, and so she played wonderfully well. Her uncle nodded and had her seated again. "Now that we have all relaxed, I would like to tell you something that might emancipate11 your younger sister from the perils of Lowood."
The young woman's eyes widened. "Oh, sister Janet?" she cried out, not using her sister's diminutive12 name. "Is she still at that despicable13 school? How horrid!"
"Yes, poor Jane," John Eyre said, "I stopped by at the Reeds years ago, and I couldn't find her. I believed that my exploit14 was a failure. But, after striking luck, I believe the money in which I have now can give Jane luxury."
Belle was filled with excitement. Finally she'll have a chance to finally meet her younger sister, who had been lost to her ever since her real parents died. Now, she's been adopted, and successful, at the age of 19. But somehow, she's been lacking a sense of adventure, and would do almost anything to get out of her household.
"I aspire15 to go with you, uncle."
Mr. Eyre raised his eyebrows. "What? And leave all this for even a moment?"
"If it comes to meet my sister, yes."
"You have invincible16 determination, Belle."
Belle's mother arrived to hear their conversation, "What, Belle? Did I just hear your extemporaneous17 decision whether you leave this house? Why, you haven't even married yet! And to go in such a voyage will only be a waste of time."
"Mother, I don't want to be mired18 into something that will only cause unhappiness. Please don't force me until I meet Janet Eyre."
"Her name is Jane, Belle," the mother replied. "Why do you insist on calling her Janet?"
John Eyre cleared his throat and took his hat. "Well, ladies, I must be off, I am going to write a letter to Mrs. Reed about Jane, and then I have some business to attend to."
Belle followed him to the door and looked sadly out. Her uncle inquired as to why she looked this way and she began with a preamble19 to her speech. "Sir, fate has been kind with me on giving me a mother who furnished this orphan girl with as much love as her own. I cannot be so obtrusive20 to give in to subject desires such as this. So I will say farewell to you, dear uncle, and I hope you find dear Jane Eyre. And when you do find her, find her a happy woman."
With that, uncle and niece left each other, to live what destiny has given them to play.
A boat arrives at the port of Amsterdam, a bleak1 area in the Netherlands. Passengers boarded or left the boat, and one man stood alone, in search of something. He spotted a pretty young woman waving wildly at him.
"Uncle! Uncle!" she cried, running towards him with her arms wide open, which rendered2 the man to smile in delight.
At first he frowned. "You should not have come here unattended and in such a slipshod3 way," he chided4.
The woman frowned. "Don't talk to me so like that. I am no longer a child."
"Yes, but why are you here?"
"I came to see you, of course. Don't look so skeptical5, uncle. Let's go, my mother's waiting," the woman said, pulling her rugged6 relative to her carriage.
They rode through an attractive neighborhood, and the carriage went on in a languid7 speed, stopping at a huge mansion. The young lady stepped out and smoothed her impaired8 dress, then had servants usher her uncle into her home. A regal looking woman stood in the front. "Belle! Show Mr. Eyre into his quarters."
Tea time ensued and then the man began his discourse. "Belle, I heard you are adept9 in the piano. Will you play?"
Belle could not give her uncle an erroneous10 performance, and so she played wonderfully well. Her uncle nodded and had her seated again. "Now that we have all relaxed, I would like to tell you something that might emancipate11 your younger sister from the perils of Lowood."
The young woman's eyes widened. "Oh, sister Janet?" she cried out, not using her sister's diminutive12 name. "Is she still at that despicable13 school? How horrid!"
"Yes, poor Jane," John Eyre said, "I stopped by at the Reeds years ago, and I couldn't find her. I believed that my exploit14 was a failure. But, after striking luck, I believe the money in which I have now can give Jane luxury."
Belle was filled with excitement. Finally she'll have a chance to finally meet her younger sister, who had been lost to her ever since her real parents died. Now, she's been adopted, and successful, at the age of 19. But somehow, she's been lacking a sense of adventure, and would do almost anything to get out of her household.
"I aspire15 to go with you, uncle."
Mr. Eyre raised his eyebrows. "What? And leave all this for even a moment?"
"If it comes to meet my sister, yes."
"You have invincible16 determination, Belle."
Belle's mother arrived to hear their conversation, "What, Belle? Did I just hear your extemporaneous17 decision whether you leave this house? Why, you haven't even married yet! And to go in such a voyage will only be a waste of time."
"Mother, I don't want to be mired18 into something that will only cause unhappiness. Please don't force me until I meet Janet Eyre."
"Her name is Jane, Belle," the mother replied. "Why do you insist on calling her Janet?"
John Eyre cleared his throat and took his hat. "Well, ladies, I must be off, I am going to write a letter to Mrs. Reed about Jane, and then I have some business to attend to."
Belle followed him to the door and looked sadly out. Her uncle inquired as to why she looked this way and she began with a preamble19 to her speech. "Sir, fate has been kind with me on giving me a mother who furnished this orphan girl with as much love as her own. I cannot be so obtrusive20 to give in to subject desires such as this. So I will say farewell to you, dear uncle, and I hope you find dear Jane Eyre. And when you do find her, find her a happy woman."
With that, uncle and niece left each other, to live what destiny has given them to play.