CHAPTER XXXVII 562
" Do you, sir?"
" Yes: is it news to you?" " Of course: you said nothing about it before." " Is it unwelcome news?" " That depends on circumstances, sir-- on your choice." " Which you shall make for me, Jane. I will abide by your decision." " Choose then, sir-- HER WHO LOVES YOU BEST." " I will at least choose-- HER I LOVE BEST. Jane, will you marry me?" " Yes, sir." " A poor blind man, whom you will have to lead about by the hand?" " Yes, sir."
" A crippled man, twenty years older than you, whom you will have to wait on?"
" Yes, sir." " Truly, Jane?" " Most truly, sir." " Oh! my darling! God bless you and reward you!"
" Mr. Rochester, if ever I did a good deed in my life-- if ever I thought a good thought-- if ever I prayed a sincere and blameless prayer-- if ever I wished a righteous wish,-- I am rewarded now. To be your wife is, for me,