All this time, I had not forgotten Mr. Rochester. I knew [-----2-----]. I had written letters to Mr. Briggs and Mr. Fairfax, asking about him, but there was no answer. Soon I lost hope and began to feel unhappy again. Diana said she thought I looked tired, and should go to the ocean for a rest. But St. John thought I should study even more. He gave me more of the Hindustani language to practice. One day St. John and I had stopped our studying and were walking outside. He said to me,"Jane, I'll be leaving for India in six weeks."
"You're serving God, so I'm sure He will protect you," I said.
"But it seems strange to me that my friends won't come with me. Only those whoserve God will go to heaven. What do you say to that, Jane?"
"I don't know what to say, St. John. I think--" I said.
"Then [-----3-----]!" he interrupted. "Jane, come with me to India and teach the word of God!"