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1  Well might she put the question: his face was blanched as her gown.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER XXXI
2  Mary was too slim for her height, but Blanche was moulded like a Dian.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER XVII
3  I found her a fine woman, in the style of Blanche Ingram: tall, dark, and majestic.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER XXVII
4  I leaned against a gate, and looked into an empty field where no sheep were feeding, where the short grass was nipped and blanched.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER IV
5  An hour or two sufficed to sketch my own portrait in crayons; and in less than a fortnight I had completed an ivory miniature of an imaginary Blanche Ingram.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER XVI
6  I had previously taken a journey to S--- to purchase some new furniture: my cousins having given me carte blanche to effect what alterations I pleased, and a sum having been set aside for that purpose.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER XXXIV
7  Blanche Ingram, after having repelled, by supercilious taciturnity, some efforts of Mrs. Dent and Mrs. Eshton to draw her into conversation, had first murmured over some sentimental tunes and airs on the piano, and then, having fetched a novel from the library, had flung herself in haughty listlessness on a sofa, and prepared to beguile, by the spell of fiction, the tedious hours of absence.
Jane Eyre By Charlotte Bronte
ContextHighlight   In CHAPTER XVIII