Ext. A midsummer dawn. Thornfield the grounds

ROCHESTER (CONT'D)

I am going for a doctor. I must

leave you here with him. Sponge

the blood away when it returns.

Give him water if he wants it. Do

not speak to him for any reason.

And Richard - on pain of death -

do not speak to her.

Rochester takes the candelabra. He is gone. Mason is

staring at Jane. There is something about the pupils in his

eyes that she finds deadly, chilling.

She dips the sponge in the bloody water and wipes away the

trickling gore.

She hears a low moan. She looks over at the door to the

inner chamber, aching to know the mystery behind it. Mason

makes her start by taking her wrist. He is trying to say

something. Jane puts her finger to her lips. She is begging

him not to speak.