‘What age were you when you went to Lowood?’
‘About ten.’
‘And you stayed there eight years: you are now, then, eighteen?’
I assented.
‘Arithmetic, you see, is useful; without its aid, I should hardly have been able to guess your age. It is a point difficult to fix where the features and countenance are so much at variance as in your case
There
he goes! Nothing in his pockets, nothing up his sleeves...and he
determines her age. Nowadays, Mr Rochester would be accused of doing
mansplaining, but I recognize his merit of setting out nimbly the
ecuation 10+8=18.
I
wonder whether this skill will help him to manage to flirt with her.
I´ll find out when I finish the book.
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