The next day I took him for a long walk. [-----2-----], as we sat under a tree.
"Tell me, Jane, what happened to you after you left me?" And so I told him my story. He wanted to know all about St.
John, my cousin. "This St. John, do you like him?"
"He's a serious, religious man, and a very good one. I do like him."
"He's perhaps an old man, about fifty years old?"
"St. John is only twenty-nine, sir."
"And very stupid, I think you said? Not at all intelligent?"
I starting laughing. "He has an excellent brain, sir."
"Did you say he was rather plain, extremely ugly, in face?"
"St. John is a very handsome man, tall and fair, with blue eyes."
Mr. Rochester [-----3-----].
"In fact, sir," I continued, "he asked me to marry him."
"Well, Jane, leave me and go. Marry Rivers! Oh, until now I was so happy!"
"Well, sir he did ask me to marry him, in fact. But I will never do that. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him. He's a good man, but too cold! Don't be jealous, sir. All my love is yours!"