Mrs. Fairfax. Instead, all alone, sitting upright on the rug and gazing with gravity at the blaze, I beheld a great black and white long-haired dog, just like the Gytrash of the lane. It was so like it that I went forward and said—
"Pilot," and the thing got up and came to me and snuffed me. I caressed him, and he wagged his great tail: but he looked an eerie creature to be alone with, and I could not tell whence he had come. I rung the bell, for I wanted a candle; and I wanted too to get an account of this visitant. Leah entered.
"What dog is this?"
"He came with master."
"With whom?"
"With master—Mr. Rochester—he is just arrived."
"Indeed—and is Mrs. Fairfax with him?"
"Yes, and Miss Adela; they are in the dining-room, and John is gone for a surgeon: for master has had an accident; his horse fell and his ancle is sprained."
"Did the horse fall in Hay-lane?"
"Yes, coming down hill; it slipped on some ice."
