'I know I'm very ill,' she said weakly. 'Before I die I must confess
what I've done wrong. First, I broke my promise to my husband about you,
and second —' She broke off. 'After all, perhaps I don't need to tell
her,' she said to herself, and then, 'No, it's no good, I know I'm
dying. I must tell her, and quickly! Jane Eyre, take the letter from the
top drawer of my desk, and read it.' I did so. It said:
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