oneAbout three weeks after I arrived at Lowoodsomething terrible happened. We were all in classday when Mr Brocklehurst came into theIhad begun to feel happy at Lowood. Most of thegirls and teachers were kind to me. Unlike MrsReed, they didn't think that I was a wicked child. I tried to sit still so that Mr Brocklehurstwould not notice me. But then I dropped mybook with a loud noise. I wanted to die I wasso ashamed. Mr Brocklehurst turned to me, and his eyeswere cold and cruel. “Oh - I see it is the newgirl - come here, Jane Eyre. I have somethingto say about you. "I was standing in front of Mr Brocklehurstwhen I heard Miss Temple say very quietly,"Don't be afraid, Jane. I saw that it was an ac-cident. " How kind she was to me at this terriblemoment Mr Brocklehurst pointed to a chair and said,“Stand on that chair " For the next ten minutes, he​