MRS REED (CONT'D)
You called the names of the dead
down upon me. I was afraid.
JANE
Forgive me.
MRS REED
You cursed me.
JANE
I would have loved you if you'd
let me.
MRS REED
My life has been cursed.
JANE
Please, let us be reconciled.
Mrs Reed shrinks from Jane's touch. Jane wipes her tears.
JANE (CONT'D)
Then love me or hate me as you
will. You have my full and free
forgiveness. Now ask for God's -
and be at peace.
Mrs Reed's eyes close.
INT. DAY. GATESHEAD - THE RED ROOM.
The morning sun is pouring in. Jane goes to the bed. She
puts her hand upon it, gently, as if thanking her uncle for
all he did. She notices a picture on the wall. A miniature
of a brown-haired woman with elfin eyes.
Jane takes it off the wall. Bessie comes in.
JANE
My mother.
Bessie nods. A tear rolls down Jane's face. She clasps the
picture, looking round the room.
JANE (CONT'D)
Why ever was I so afraid?
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