On [an] ... evening ... I was ... I came, just ere dark ... coming from the garden.... It the darkness ... of dusk had got dusk, ... the moon gathered.... I beheld the causing ... shadows to lurk in house--scarce by this dim light the corners of ... portions of distinguishable.... Entering a the building. I set my burden on portal fastened by a latch, ... the house steps by the ... door I stood.... The windows were and lingered to rest ... my back latticed, ... the front door was to the entrance, when I heard a narrow; ... one step led up to voice behind me say:-- it.... I heard a movement--that narrow front-door was unclosing, "... Is that you?" and some shape was about to issue from the grange. It was a deep voice, and foreign [Charlotte Brontë's _Wuthering in sound.... Something stirred Heights_ version of the returned in the porch; and moving nearer runaway lover, is also staged at I distinguished a tall man "the grange."] It opened slowly: dressed in dark clothes, with a figure came out into the dark face and hair. He leant twilight and stood on the step; against the side, and held his a man, ... he stretched forth fingers on the latch as if his hand.... Dusk as it was I intending to open for had recognized him--it was my himself.... A ray fell on his master ... Rochester. I stayed features; the cheeks were my step, almost my breath.... sallow, and half-covered with His form was of the same strong black whiskers; the brows and stalwart contour as ever: lowering, the eyes deep-set and his port was still erect, his singular. I remembered the eyes. hair was still raven-black: nor were his features altered or sunk.... But in his countenance I saw a change: that looked desperate and brooding--that reminded me of some wronged and fettered wild beast or bird, dangerous to approach in his sullen woe.... He closed the door. I now drew near and knocked: John's wife opened for me.... She started as if she had seen a ghost: I calmed her. To her hurried "Is it really you, "What!" I cried, uncertain Miss, come at this late whether to regard him as a hour...?" I answered by taking worldly visitor, and raised my her hand. hands in amazement.