Whoa!mance

Excuse me, but - you can't look at that likeness like that. At least not in here. In front of...us. In this little house, with Jane standing right. there. I mean, get yourself together St. John. Oh my. Oh my goodness. You can't just jump into...you know...kneeling on an ottoman. Join us as we try to keep it together while reading Chapter 32 of Jane Eyre.