This sounds heartless. I haven't explained here my relationship with my extended family. I'll make it brief: they were not kind, we did not part well. So I'm rather surprised at my aunt asking for me, but, since she is dying, I asked for permission to go. Mr. Rochester almost didn't give it, but he conceded in the end. I have to admit, a part of me is glad to be leaving, so I don't have to watch the wooing of Blanche Ingram.
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