1 Yes, that was ever the hour of fatality at Thornfield.
2 Yes, I can work as hard as he can, and with as little grudging.
3 Yes: for her restoration I longed, far more than for that of my lost sight.
4 Yes, I knew the character of this landscape: I was sure we were near my bourne.
5 If you knew it, you are peculiarly situated: very near happiness; yes, within reach of it.
6 Millcote, ---shire; I brushed up my recollections of the map of England, yes, I saw it; both the shire and the town.
7 Yes, I was right: it was Mr. Brocklehurst, buttoned up in a surtout, and looking longer, narrower, and more rigid than ever.
8 Yes; I feel now that I was right when I adhered to principle and law, and scorned and crushed the insane promptings of a frenzied moment.
9 Yes, Mrs. Reed, to you I owe some fearful pangs of mental suffering, but I ought to forgive you, for you knew not what you did: while rending my heart-strings, you thought you were only uprooting my bad propensities.
10 Then I repaired to the library to ascertain whether the fire was lit, for, though summer, I knew on such a gloomy evening Mr. Rochester would like to see a cheerful hearth when he came in: yes, the fire had been kindled some time, and burnt well.