Ext. A midsummer dawn. Thornfield the grounds

ROCHESTER (CONT'D)

Perhaps it would be easier to

bring me to the horse. Come here.

Jane resists.

ROCHESTER (CONT'D)

Forgive me. I must beg of you to

come here.

Jane approaches. Rochester instantly leans all his weight

on her. She almost crumples under it; the first time she

has ever touched and been touched by a man. She holds him

up. And walks him closer to his horse.

ROCHESTER (CONT'D)

Mesrour.

The horse approaches him. Rochester calms it. He springs

into the saddle, grimacing as he wrenches his sprain.

ROCHESTER (CONT'D)

Thank you.

(He bows.)

Now, make haste with your letter.

Jane Eyre adapted by Moira Buffini March 2008 40.

Rochester's spurred heel makes the horse start and rear.

Jane steps back. The horse bounds away, the dog rushing in

its traces. All three disappear.

Jane doesn't move until the sound of hooves has faded away.

Her face is flushed, her eyes glitter in the dark.