Jane Eyre, Part 1 of 34
The Sleepy Bookshelf
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Then, He Hurled a Book, and I Fell.
"I tottered and, on regaining my equilibrium, retired back a step or two from his chair," he said. "That is for your impudence in answering mamma ... Now i'll teach you to rummage my bookshelves, for they are mine." He ran headlong at me; I felt him grasp my hair and my choulder. The pain was sharp. My terror had passed its climax. Other feelings succeeded. Wicked and cruel. Boy, i said, you are like a murderer. You are like the roman emperors".
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