Jane" (he turned to me for the first time since his re-entrance), "take this key: go down into my bedroom, and walk straight forward into my dressing-room: open the top drawer of the wardrobe and take out a clean shirt and neck-handkerchief: bring them here; and be nimble." I went; sought the repository he had mentioned, found the articles named, and returned with them.
"Now," said he, "go to the other side of the bed while I order his toilet; but don't leave the room: you may be wanted again." I retired as directed.
"Was anybody stirring below when you went down, Jane ?" inquired Mr.
Rochester presently.
"No, sir; all was very still." "We shall get you off cannily, Dick: and it will be better, both for your sake, and for that of the poor creature in yonder.

I have striven long to avoid exposure, and I should not like it to come at last.

Here, Carter, help him on with his waist-coat.

Where did you leave your furred cloak?
You can't travel a mile without that, I know, in this damned cold climate.

In your room ?--Jane, run down to Mr.Mason's room,--the one next mine,--and fetch a cloak you will see there." Again I ran, and again returned, bearing an immense mantle lined and edged with fur.
"Now, I've another errand for you," said my untiring master; "you must away to my room again.