Rochester has not shown himself yet.
Anticipation: High.
Excitement: Low (until I see Rochester.)
Scared: I unwontedly want to admit this but yes.
02:50 – Rochester finally shows him self. (YES!!)
Excitement: High.
Happy of course now, however it was not long as I hoped it had been, I was totally ignored. Rochester tells the BRP to return to their rooms, without even being acknowledges I obeyed his orders (aren’t I such a good employee?)
03:11 – Totally invisible to everybody. That’s me. Simple Jane.
03:18 – Rochester knocked at my door. I was really excited. He asked me to go with him and bring a sponge and some salts, without questioning his motives I obeyed, in order to spend time with him. I wasn’t surprised when he took me to the third floor attic. I just hope I wasn’t some religious virgin sacrifice for Grace Poole…
The room we entered I had seen before…except it was different. Strange…a door I had never seen before had been revealed! That’s where Grace Poole was. Held captive… (Does he want me to help in an exorcism? What are the sponge and salts for? What am I doing here? Oh Rochester!) Rochester asked me if I was afraid of the sight of blood… (I see it every month, so obviously not...silly question to ask a woman.)
Mr Mason…OMG, he was bleeding…blood (urgh I felt strangely faint, my legs wobbled slightly) however the fact that Rochester embraced my hand… (I shall never was this hand again) made me feel so much more comfortable…I was more shocked at the fact Rochester was holding my hand (obviously) although we have shaken hands previously, this felt different, it felt, nice!
His main priority was Mr Mason; he was bleeding suavely from his arm. However he told Mason he wasn’t in any danger and it was just a mere scratch (yeah, right! Didn’t look like that to me.)
I was told not to speak to Mason and Mason was told not to speak to me (what was the secret?) whilst Rochester sent for a surgeon. I was told (more like, ordered!) to look after Mason, keep his wound clean and keep him conscious. (Why have I been chosen to do this? Why not Mrs Fairfax? Why am I given this job but not let in on the secret? Utterly complete nonsense.)
I eagerly awaited the return of Rochester. He was gone for 2 hours, and I was worried about him (and Mason of course.)
05:06 – The door opened. Mr Rochester had returned with a surgeon (look at the state of me…I look awful; the bags under my eyes…can’t believe this is happening.) The surgeon was ordered to deal with Mason as quickly and quietly as possible (why didn’t he want anyone else knowing of this crime? To protect Grace Poole? But why?) Mason was taken to the ambulance and driven off. (The end of a turbulent night, the sun had risen. Please may I sleep now?)
05:31 – Rochester and I, were walking on our own in the gardens, I enjoyed Rochester’s company when we were on our own. I felt I had a bond with him. However I only felt I could be myself when we were alone (Damn Blanche, for just being Blanche!)
My God, Rochester has just given me a flower (half dead) but a flower nonetheless (I demand a bouquet, or, not?) However just before he departed he said Blanche was beautiful, basically (Oh no!) I guess, Rochester and I will never be. (Sigh.)
Mood: Depressed
I desire a rather large bucket or chocolate, a soppy movie (preferably Titanic), a picture of Blanche and a few darts… (LOL.) I very much doubt that Rochester will ever be more than a friend to me.
