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Adele, indeed, no sooner saw Mrs. Fairfax, than she summoned her to
her sofa, and there quickly filled her lap with the porcelain, the
ivory, the waxen contents of her 'boite'; pouring out, meantime,
explanations and raptures in such broken English as she was mistress
of.
'Now I have performed the part of a good host,' pursued Mr.
Rochester, 'put my guests into the way of amusing each other, I
ought to be at liberty to attend to my own pleasure. Miss Eyre, draw
your chair still a little farther forward: you are yet too far back; I
cannot see you without disturbing my position in this comfortable
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chair, which I have no mind to do.'
I did as I was bid, though I would much rather have remained
somewhat in the shade; but Mr. Rochester had such a direct way of
giving orders, it seemed a matter of course to obey him promptly.
We were, as I have said, in the dining-room: the lustre, which
had been lit for dinner, filled the room with a festal breadth of
light; the large fire was all red and clear; the purple curtains
hung rich and ample before the lofty window and loftier arch;
everything was still, save the subdued chat of Adele (she dared not
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