"I thought you might appriciate one or two books that were... well, a bit different to the sort your uncle lets you read. When you aren't feeling up to going out these are the next best thing. You are a very imaginative young man so I thought you would like some tales of adventure." He explained, getting to his feet. "I left my bag in the study, give me a moment." He said, and disappeared for a few seconds, returning with the brown satchel. "One M. Rochester book, and two others..." He said, removing them from the bag and handing them over.