Ext. A midsummer dawn. Thornfield the grounds

JANE

I have no strength to go.

HANNAH

You can move off. And if there

are others with you tell them we

are not alone. We have a

gentleman here, and dogs.

JANE

(DESPERATE)

But I must die if I am turned

away.

The door slams shut. Jane lets out a hopeless wail.

JANE (CONT'D)

God help me. I will die.

She turns away, her hope gone. As she collapses, she finds

herself supported by a strong pair of black-clad arms.

ST JOHN

All of God's creatures must die.

But not prematurely - and not on

my doorstep I hope.

Jane is lifted up. She finds herself looking into the face

of the handsomest man she has ever seen; St John Rivers. He

lifts her over the threshold into the warmth of Moor House.