Chapter26
Sophiecameatseventodressme:shewasverylongindeedinaccomplishinghertask;solongthatMr。Rochester，grown，Isuppose，impatientofmydelay，sentuptoaskwhyIdidnotcome。Shewasjustfasteningmyveil（theplainsquareofblondafterall）tomyhairwithabrooch;IhurriedfromunderherhandsassoonasIcould。
“Stop！”shecriedinFrench。“Lookatyourselfinthemirror:youhavenottakenonepeep。”
SoIturnedatthedoor:Isawarobedandveiledfigure，sounlikemyusualselfthatitseemedalmosttheimageofastranger。“Jane！”calledavoice，andIhasteneddown。IwasreceivedatthefootofthestairsbyMr。Rochester。
“Lingerer！”hesaid，“mybrainisonfirewithimpatience，andyoutarrysolong！”