Ext. A midsummer dawn. Thornfield the grounds

INT. NIGHT. THORNFIELD - SECOND FLOOR.

Jane wakes. Her curtains are open; moonlight spilling in.

She hears it again; the laugh from her dream, right outside

her door - low and deep.

JANE

Who's there?

Footsteps run away. Jane springs out of bed and pulls the

door open. A door shuts at the end of the corridor.

There is a single candle burning in its holder on the rush

matting, flickering in the draft. Jane picks it up. She

notices something else - a curling wreath of grey smoke.

She follows its trail through the pitch darkness. It is

coming thickly from a half-open door at the front of the

house - Rochester's.

Jane rushes in. Rochester's bed is on fire; the hangings,

the curtains, all are alight. The flames are leaping.

Rochester is asleep. She shakes him.

JANE (CONT'D)

Wake up! Wake up! Sir!

Rochester only stirs. The smoke has stupefied him. Jane

pulls the burning sheets off - then stops; he is naked. She

takes his basin and douses the bed - soaking him.