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“It is a long way to Ireland, Janet, and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels: but if I can't do better, how is it to be helped? Are you anything akin to me, do you think, Jane?" I could risk no sort of answer by this time: my heart was still. "Because, he said, "I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, - you'd forget me.”

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Jane Eyre

Charlotte Brontë's 'Jane Eyre' is a poignant narrative of a young woman's journey from poverty and hardship to self-discovery and love. The story unfolds in the English countryside, where Jane's life is transformed by her employment at Thornfield Hall and her complex relationship with its enigmatic owner, Edward Rochester. The novel explores themes of social class, individualism, and the struggle for independence, while offering a rich portrayal of the human spirit. more

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