Meantime, let me ask myself one question--Which is better?--To have surrendered to temptation; listened to passion; made no painful effort--no struggle;--but to have sunk down in the silken snare; fallen asleep on the flowers covering it; wakened in a southern clime, amongst the luxuries of a pleasure villa: to have been now living in France, Mr. Rochester's mistress; delirious with his love half my time--for he would--oh, yes, he would have loved me well for a while.
Jobb lett volna engedni a kísértésnek, hallgatni a szenvedély szavára, nem tiltakozni, nem harcolni, hanem belezuhanni a selyemhálóba? Elaludni a virágok között, és felébredni valahol délen, egy fényűző villában?