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'Whatever you like. I leave both the choice of subject and the
manner of treating it entirely to yourself.'
Accordingly I sat and said nothing: 'If he expects me to talk for
the mere sake of talking and showing off, he will find he has
addressed himself to the wrong person,' I thought.
'You are dumb, Miss Eyre.'
I was dumb still. He bent his head a little towards me, and with
a single hasty glance seemed to dive into my eyes.
'Stubborn?' he said, 'and annoyed. Ah! it is consistent. I put my
request in an absurd, almost insolent form. Miss Eyre, I beg your
pardon. The fact is, once for all, I don't wish to treat you like an
inferior: that is' (correcting himself), 'I claim only such
superiority as must result from twenty years' difference in age and
a century's advance in experience. This is legitimate, et j'y tiens,
as Adele would say; and it is by virtue of this superiority, and
this alone, that I desire you to have the goodness to talk to me a
little now, and divert my thoughts, which are galled with dwelling
on one point- cankering as a rusty nail.'
He had deigned an explanation, almost an apology, and I did