Excerpt from Jane Eyre - natural voice, some character work
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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there was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning, but since dinner, Mrs. Reid, when there was no company, dined early. The cold winter wind had brought, with its cloud so somber and a rain so penetrating that further outdoor exercise was now out of the question. I was glad of it. I never really liked long walks, especially on Chile afternoons. Dreadful to me was the coming home in the rock twilight with nipped fingers and toes on a heart, saddened by the child ings of Bessie, the nurse and humbled by the consciousness of my physical inferiority to Eliza John and Georgianna Reid, the city Liza, John and Georgiana were now clustered around their mama in the drawing room. She lay reclined on a sofa by the fireside with her darlings around her, for the time, neither quiet, quarreling or crying. Looking perfectly happy me, she dispensed from joining the group, saying she regretted to be under the necessity of keeping me at a distance, but that until she heard from Bessie and Candice tougher for by her own observation that I was endeavoring in good earnest to acquire more sociable and childlike disposition. Ah, more attractive and sprightly manner, something lighter franker, more natural as it were. She really must exclude me from privilege is intended only for contented, happy little Children. What does Bessie say? I have done? I asked Jane. I don't like Cavaliers or questioners. Besides, there is something truly forbidding at a child taking up her elders in that manner be seated elsewhere on until you can speak pleasantly. Remain silent. A breakfast room adjoined the drawing room. I slipped in there. It contained a bookcase. I soon possessed myself of a volume taking care that it should be one stored with pictures. I mounted into the window seat, gathering up my feet. I sat cross legged like a Turk on having drawn the Red Marine curtain nearly close. I was shined in double retirement