I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.

I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.

I am not an angel," I asserted; "and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself.

Who are you, Miss Snowe?"..."Who am I indeed? Perhaps a personage in disguise.