Jedneho dňa sa Jane prechádzala v záhrade a pán Rochester sa ku nej pripojil, ako to robieval aj po iné dni. Povedal jej, že jej malá žiačka odchádza do školy a pýtal sa jej, či teraz opustí Thornfield Hall. „Leave?“ I said quickly. „Must I leave Thornfield?“ „Don´t leave, Jane,“ Mr. Rochester said. „Stay here.“ He smiled at me. „Will you marry me, Jane?“ For a moment, I could not speak. At last, I asked: „Do you love me, sir?“ „I do,“ he replied. „Then, sir, I will marry you,“ I said. „We will be married in a month, Jane!“ ………………… It was the month of July. Two days before our wedding-day, Mr. Rocheser went away. „I willl return tomorrow,“ he said. „I love you, Jane.“ My wedding dress and my wedding veil were in my room. I looked at them. I had a very strange dream last night. It was a dream about this house. But in my dream, Thornfield Hall had no roof. The walls were burnt. They were black. Jane sa ani tak nvyľakala svojho sna, ako toho, že v jej izbe bola odrazu akási vysoká ž...