"Well,Miss,"the owner said, "One of Mr.Rochester's old servants is a good friend of mine. They told me everything! I can tell you it was that Bertha Mason who started the fire,in the room that used to belong to the governess! You see,Rochester was in love with this girl,even thought she was just a plain little lady. When she left,he almost went mad himself. His wife knew about the girl and was very jealous. "When the fire began,Rochester put his life in danger,helping everyone leave the house. Then he bravely went back to save his wife,but she jumped out of a window and killed herself. But because he tried to save her,he was hurt badly in the fire. He lost one hand,and he is blind now. It's sad,isn't it,Miss?" "Where is he now?"I asked. "Well,I think he lives at Ferndean Manor,which is another house of his. It's thirty miles away." I found a carriage to take me there immediately.