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Mrs.Fairfax would not tell me anything more about Mr.Rochester. Instead,she asked me if I wanted to see the house. We went through many large and beautiful rooms,filled with old paintings and furniture. When we reached the top floor,I saw a small passage with some small black doors on its walls. They were all locked. I wondered what was behind the doors;they seemed to be hiding something. As we turned to walk down the stairs,I heard a strange,frightening laugh coming from behind the wall. "Mrs.Fairfax, did you hear that laugh?Who is it?" I said. "It is probably a servant named Grace Poole," she said.
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