the "blast" play discerned ... a little child: I might their part in each child's face looking not lay it down version, and in both through the window. anywhere, however a "branch" is duly Terror made me cruel, tired were my grasped or seized by and finding it arms--however its the dreamer. For the useless to attempt weight impeded my origin of this shaking the creature progress, I must wailing little off, I pulled its retain it.... I creature see my wrist on to the climbed the thin chapter, "Charlotte broken pane, ... wall [of the house] Brontë's Child rubbing it to and fro with frantic, Apparition." till the blood ran perilous haste, ... down; ... still it the stones rolled Further, the reader wailed ... and from under my feet, will observe that in maintained its the ivy branches I both _Wuthering tenacious gripe, grasped gave way, the Heights_ and _Jane almost maddening me child clung round my Eyre_ Montagu's with fear. neck in terror, and bedside, almost strangled candle-bearing I said, "Let me go!" me.... The blast blew apparition is not a The fingers relaxed, so strong.... I sat dream, but a I snatched mine ... down on the narrow candlelit reality, and stopped my ledge; I hushed the immediately sequent ears.... Yet the scared infant, ... to the dream of the instant I listened the wall crumbled; I tenacious child again, there was the was shaken; the child phantom. doleful cry, rolled from my knee; moaning;... I tried I lost my balance, I will here resume to jump up, but could fell, and awoke. Montagu's narrative: not stir a limb.... ... By a light which grew stronger every Hasty footsteps "Now, Jane, that is moment, I felt some approached my chamber all," put in person was about to door, ... a light Rochester. To which ascend the ladder. At glimmered ... at the Jane Eyre replies, this moment every top of the bed. I sat "All the preface; the murder ... I had shuddering yet, and tale is yet to come." heard of crowded upon wiping the On waking a gleam my brain, and I perspiration from my dazzled my eyes; ... instantly determined forehead. The it was candle to make the best intruder appeared to light.... A form fight I could, ... hesitate.... emerged from the and with my partially closet; it took the closed eyes turned ... Heathcliffe stood light and held it