1 I skirted fields, and hedges, and lanes till after sunrise.
2 In crossing a field, I saw the church spire before me: I hastened towards it.
3 Both he and I had our backs towards the path leading up the field to the wicket.
4 I have but a field or two to traverse, and then I shall cross the road and reach the gates.
5 My faculties, roused by the change of scene, the new field offered to hope, seemed all astir.
6 This lane inclined up-hill all the way to Hay; having reached the middle, I sat down on a stile which led thence into a field.
7 She turned twice to gaze after him as she tripped fairy-like down the field; he, as he strode firmly across, never turned at all.
8 I leaned against a gate, and looked into an empty field where no sheep were feeding, where the short grass was nipped and blanched.
9 When dressed, I sat a long time by the window looking out over the silent grounds and silvered fields and waiting for I knew not what.
10 He saw me; for the moon had opened a blue field in the sky, and rode in it watery bright: he took his hat off, and waved it round his head.
11 It was a fine autumn morning; the early sun shone serenely on embrowned groves and still green fields; advancing on to the lawn, I looked up and surveyed the front of the mansion.
12 Your dog is quicker to recognise his friends than you are, sir; he pricked his ears and wagged his tail when I was at the bottom of the field, and you have your back towards me now.
13 A mile off, beyond the fields, lay a road which stretched in the contrary direction to Millcote; a road I had never travelled, but often noticed, and wondered where it led: thither I bent my steps.
14 At the bottom was a sunk fence; its sole separation from lonely fields: a winding walk, bordered with laurels and terminating in a giant horse-chestnut, circled at the base by a seat, led down to the fence.
15 Far and wide, on each side, there were only fields, where no cattle now browsed; and the little brown birds, which stirred occasionally in the hedge, looked like single russet leaves that had forgotten to drop.
16 The hay was all got in; the fields round Thornfield were green and shorn; the roads white and baked; the trees were in their dark prime; hedge and wood, full-leaved and deeply tinted, contrasted well with the sunny hue of the cleared meadows between.
17 My world had for some years been in Lowood: my experience had been of its rules and systems; now I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitements, awaited those who had courage to go forth into its expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst its perils.
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