1 Mr. Rochester sat quiet, looking at me gently and seriously.
2 St. John looks quiet, Jane; but he hides a fever in his vitals.
3 The dowagers Ingram and Lynn sought solace in a quiet game at cards.
4 On a stile in Hay Lane I saw a quiet little figure sitting by itself.
5 , and sent me to sit in a quiet corner of the schoolroom, with directions to hem the same.
6 Mr. Rochester would have me to come in, and I sat down in a quiet corner and watched them.
7 Clara was honest and quiet; but heavy, mindless, and unimpressible: not one whit to my taste.
8 You think all existence lapses in as quiet a flow as that in which your youth has hitherto slid away.
9 We entered the quiet and humble temple; the priest waited in his white surplice at the lowly altar, the clerk beside him.
10 He looked at me long and hard: I turned my eyes from him, fixed them on the fire, and tried to assume and maintain a quiet, collected aspect.
11 St. John said these words as he pronounced his sermons, with a quiet, deep voice; with an unflushed cheek, and a coruscating radiance of glance.
12 And yet it is said the Rochesters have been rather a violent than a quiet race in their time: perhaps, though, that is the reason they rest tranquilly in their graves now.
13 I had given in allegiance to duty and order; I was quiet; I believed I was content: to the eyes of others, usually even to my own, I appeared a disciplined and subdued character.
14 The side-passage door was fastened; I opened it with as little noise as possible: all the yard was quiet; but the gates stood wide open, and there was a post-chaise, with horses ready harnessed, and driver seated on the box, stationed outside.
15 They were fresh now as a succession of April showers and gleams, followed by a lovely spring morning, could make them: the sun was just entering the dappled east, and his light illumined the wreathed and dewy orchard trees and shone down the quiet walks under them.
16 Farther off were hills: not so lofty as those round Lowood, nor so craggy, nor so like barriers of separation from the living world; but yet quiet and lonely hills enough, and seeming to embrace Thornfield with a seclusion I had not expected to find existent so near the stirring locality of Millcote.
17 I should not shrink from you with disgust as I did from her: in your quiet moments you should have no watcher and no nurse but me; and I could hang over you with untiring tenderness, though you gave me no smile in return; and never weary of gazing into your eyes, though they had no longer a ray of recognition for me.
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