00:00What the deuce have you done me this over this last month?
00:02I've been with my aunt, sir, who's dead.
00:05A true Janian reply, good angels be my guard.
00:10She comes from the other world, from the abode of people who are dead, and tells me so, here alone.
00:16If I dared, I'd touch you to see if you're substance or shadow.
00:20Truant.
00:22Truant.
00:24Absent from me a whole month, and forgetting me quite, I'll be sworn.
00:27I might ask much the same of you, sir.
00:31I thought you were in London.
00:33I was.
00:35I suppose you found that out by second sight.
00:37Mrs. Fairfax wrote to me.
00:39Did she inform you what I went there to do?
00:41Oh, yes, sir.
00:42Everyone knew your errand.
00:44You must see the carriage, Jane.
00:46And tell me if you won't think it will suit Mrs. Rochester exactly.
00:50She'll look like Queen Baudicere, leaning back against those purple cushions.
00:53I only wish I were a trifle better adapted to match with her externally.
00:58Will you let me pass, sir?
00:59No.
01:01Not till you give me a charm, elf as you are, or a filter to make me a handsome man.
01:07It would be past the power of magic, sir.
01:12It's past, Janet.
01:14And stay your weary little wandering feet at a friend's threshold.
