There’s nothing more delightfully dangerous than a girl who reads, and Jane Eyre is quite the reader. She seems to especially delight in tales of far-off places, Gulliver’s Travels, The Arabian Nights, and descriptions of icy lands from habitat descriptions in Bewick’s History of British Birds. She also enjoys fairy-tales, ballads, and passages of love and adventure read to her by compassionate servant Bessie.
Speaking of Bessie—a compelling character of strength in the horrible home of the Reeds [Jane’s guardian family]. I know Jane Eyre is supposed to be a story about Jane becoming a governess and falling for her employer (with a dark secret), but I wish to hear more from Bessie.
"Sent to the Red-Room" shall join "gone to Java" in my list of euphemisms for “delivered to certain doom”. I was worried things would take a turn for the Yellow Wallpaper.
Jane’s plan for avoiding the fiery pits of Hell: “I must keep in good health and not die.” Brilliant.
I have a feeling I’ll enjoy reading this. Which might be a botheration since my girlfriend would like me to keep reading ‘Harry Potter’ while my cousin has just given me ‘A Game of Thrones’. This seems to be the root of my problems: The world wants me to do battle with swords and wands while I’d rather read novels about plucky young women and poetry by a cockroach.