"And what, sir," I asked, while he paused, "did you do when you had settled her here? Where did you go?"
"What did I do, Jane? I transformed myself into a will-o'-the-wisp.
Where did I go? I pursued wanderings as wild as those of the March-spirit.
I sought the Continent, and went devious through all its lands.
My fixed desire was to seek and find a good and intelligent woman,
whom I could love: a contrast to the fury I left at Thornfield..."
"But you could not marry, sir."
"I had determined and was convinced that I could and ought.
It was not my original intention to deceive, as I have deceived you.
I meant to tell my tale plainly, and make my proposals openly:
and it appeared to me so absolutely rational that I should be considered free to love and be loved,
I never doubted some woman might be found willing and able to understand my case and accept me,
in spite of the curse with which I was burdened."
"When you are inquisitive, Jane, you always make me smile.
You open your eyes like an eager bird, and make every now and then a restless movement,
as if answers in speech did not flow fast enough for you, and you wanted to read the tablet of one's heart.