ThehingIrememberis,wakingupwithafeelingasifIhadhadafrightfulnightmare,andseeingbeforemeaterribleredglare,crossedwiththickblackbars.Iheardvoices,too,speakingwithahollowsound,andasifmuffledbyarushofwindorwater:agitation,uainty,andanall-predominatingseerrorfusedmyfaculties.Erelong,Ibecameawarethatsomeonewashandlingme;liftingmeupandsuppmeinasittingposture,andthatmoretehanIhadeverbeenraisedorupheldbefore.Irestedmyheadagainstapilloworanarm,aeasy.

    Infiveminutesmorethecloudofbewildermentdissolved:IknewquitewellthatIwasinmyownbed,andthattheredglarewasthenurseryfire.Itwasnight:adleburntoable;Bessiestoodatthebed-footwithabasininherhand,alemansatinachairnearmypillow,leaningoverme.

    Ifeltaninexpressiblerelief,asoothingviofproteandsecurity,whehattherewasastraheroom,anindividualnotbelongingtoGateshead.,andedtoMrs.Reed.TurningfromBessie(thoughherpresencewasfarlessobnoxioustomethanthatofAbbot,forinstance,wouldhavebeen),Iscrutihefaceofthegentleman:Iknewhim;itwasMr.Lloyd,anapothecary,sometimescalledinbyMrs.Reedwhentheservantswereailing:forherselfandthechildrensheemployedaphysi.

    “Well,whoamI?”heasked.

    Ipronouncedhisname,himatthesametimemyhaookit,smilingandsaying,“Weshalldoverywellby-and-by.”Thenhelaidmedown,andaddressingBessie,chargedhertobeverycarefulthatIwasnotdisturbedduringthenight.Havinggiveherdires,andintimatesthatheshouldcallagaiday,hedeparted;tomygrief:Ifeltsoshelteredandbefriendedwhilehesatinthechairnearmypillow;andasheclosedthedoorafterhim,alltheroomdarke