Jane Eyre

Name: Jane Eyre
Author: Charlotte Brontë

An Autobiography

Charlotte Brontë

English · 1847 · Fiction

An orphan turned governess narrates her struggle for independence and love in Charlotte Brontë's first-person novel of conscience and self-respect.

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Preface
Note to the Third Edition
Chapter IThere was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been…
Chapter III resisted all the way: a new thing for me, and a circumstance which…
Chapter IIIThe next thing I remember is, waking up with a feeling as if I had…
Chapter IVFrom my discourse with Mr. Lloyd, and from the above reported…
Chapter VFive o’clock had hardly struck on the morning of the 19th of January…
Chapter VIThe next day commenced as before, getting up and dressing by…
Chapter VIIMy first quarter at Lowood seemed an age; and not the golden age…
Chapter VIIIEre the half-hour ended, five o’clock struck; school was dismissed…
Chapter IXBut the privations, or rather the hardships, of Lowood lessened.…
Chapter XHitherto I have recorded in detail the events of my insignificant…
Chapter XIA new chapter in a novel is something like a new scene in a play; and…
Chapter XIIThe promise of a smooth career, which my first calm introduction to…
Chapter XIIIMr. Rochester, it seems, by the surgeon’s orders, went to bed early…
Chapter XIVFor several subsequent days I saw little of Mr. Rochester. In the…
Chapter XVMr. Rochester did, on a future occasion, explain it. It was one…
Chapter XVII both wished and feared to see Mr. Rochester on the day which…
Chapter XVIIA week passed, and no news arrived of Mr. Rochester: ten days, and…
Chapter XVIIIMerry days were these at Thornfield Hall; and busy days too: how…
Chapter XIXThe library looked tranquil enough as I entered it, and the Sibyl—if…
Chapter XXI had forgotten to draw my curtain, which I usually did, and also to…
Chapter XXIPresentiments are strange things! and so are sympathies; and so are…
Chapter XXIIMr. Rochester had given me but one week’s leave of absence: yet a…
Chapter XXIIIA splendid Midsummer shone over England: skies so pure, suns so…
Chapter XXIVAs I rose and dressed, I thought over what had happened, and wondered…
Chapter XXVThe month of courtship had wasted: its very last hours were being…
Chapter XXVISophie came at seven to dress me: she was very long indeed in…
Chapter XXVIISome time in the afternoon I raised my head, and looking round and…
Chapter XXVIIITwo days are passed. It is a summer evening; the coachman has set me…
Chapter XXIXThe recollection of about three days and nights succeeding this is…
Chapter XXXThe more I knew of the inmates of Moor House, the better I liked…
Chapter XXXIMy home, then, when I at last find a home—is a cottage; a little room…
Chapter XXXIII continued the labours of the village-school as actively and…
Chapter XXXIIIWhen Mr. St. John went, it was beginning to snow; the whirling storm…
Chapter XXXIVIt was near Christmas by the time all was settled: the season of…
Chapter XXXVHe did not leave for Cambridge the next day, as he had said he would.…
Chapter XXXVIThe daylight came. I rose at dawn. I busied myself for an hour or two…
Chapter XXXVIIThe manor-house of Ferndean was a building of considerable antiquity…
XXXVIII: Conclusion

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Jane Eyre

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