12/06/2026
Reading is a good learning practice:
JANE EYRE – CHARLOTTE BRONTË – PART IV
It was night when I reached Thornfield Hall. A little old lady was in her small sitting room.
“I’m Mrs. Fairfax,” she said.
“Oh!” I said. “I thought – “
“No,” she said. “I’m sorry it wasn’t clear. Thornfield Hall belongs to Mr. Rochester. He pays me to look after it. Your pupil, Adèle, isn’t my daughter. And she isn’t Mr. Rochester’s daughter. He had a great friend in France, and Adèle was the friend’s daughter. Her father and mother died, and Mr. Rochester brought her to England. She’s in bed now. You’ll meet her in the morning.”
We had a hot drink and some food together. We talked about Thornfield Hall, and I told Mrs. Fairfax about Lowood School. I liked her very much. Then Mrs. Fairfax took me to my bedroom. It was a beautiful room, and I slept well.
In the morning after breakfast, I went out into the garden. Mrs. Fairfax met me there. Adèle and her French nurse were with the old lady.
Adèle was a pretty little girl, nearly ten years old. I talked to her in French, and that pleased her. We were soon friends. Thornfield Hall was a big house in fine gardens. Mrs. Fairfax showed me all the rooms inside the house. Some of them were very big and fine.
We went up to the roof. From there I could see long way, over hills and trees and fields.
“It all belongs to Mr. Rochester,” the old lady said.
We started down the stairs. In one of the rooms under the roof, somebody laughed. It was a woman’s laugh, but it was loud and foolish. “A mad laugh,” I thought. I looked at Mrs. Faifax in surprise.
“One of the servants,” she said. She called out, “Grace!” A woman opened a door, and Mrs. Faifax said, “Too much noise, Grace.”Grace went back into the room. After that, there were no more sounds from the room.
Adèle liked me, and she liked her lessons. Mrs. Fairfax was kind to both of us. We were quiet and happy.
“When does Mr. Rochester come here?” I asked Mrs. Fairfax.
“Not often,” she answered. “And he’s never in one place for a long time.”
February was very cold. One day, Adèle was not very well. “We won’t have any lessons today,” I said. But I went out. I wanted a walk.
A man on a black horse came towards me. A big dog was with him. I wanted to say, “Be careful! There’s ice on the road.” But he went past me very quickly.
Suddenly I heard the sound of a fall. I ran back. The man was on the ground. I saw that his feet or his leg hurt him.
JANE EYRE – CHARLOTTE BRONTË – PART IV – WHAT DO YOU MAKE OF THAT?
1-What kind of woman do you think Mrs. Fairfax was?
2-What do you think about Mr. Rochester so far?
3-Do you believe Jane will be able to help the man on the black horse?
4-Do you think Jane and the man could develop some sort of relationship?
5-Who do you think the man is?