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CHAPTER 19
They are making hay,too,in Thornfield meadows:or rather,the
labourers are just quitting their work,and returning home with their
rakes on their shoulders,now,at the hour I arrive.I have but a field
or two to traverse,and then I shall cross the road and reach the gates.
How full the hedges are of roses!But I have no time to gather any;I
want to be at the house.I passed a tall brier,shooting leafy and
flowery branches across the path;I see the narrow stile with stone
steps;and I see-Mr Rochester sitting there,a book and a pencil in his
hand;he is writing.
Well,he is not a ghost;yet every nerve I have is unstrung:for a
moment I am beyond my own mastery.What does it mean?I did not
think I should tremble in this way when I saw him,or lose my voice or
the power of motion in his presence.I will go back as soon as I can stir:
I need not make an absolute fool of myself.I know another way to the
house.It does not signify if I knew twenty ways;for he has seen me.
'Hallo!'he cries;and he puts up his book and his pencil.There
you are!Come on,if you please.'
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在桑菲尔德的草地上,他们也在晒制干
草,或者应该说,当我到达的时刻,农夫们正
①rake /reik/n.粑子
好放下手头的工作,肩扛草耙下班回家。我只
②traverse/'traevas/.横过
要再走过一两块草地,穿过大路,就到达门口
③hedge/hed/n.树篱,障碍
了。篱笆上的蔷薇花那么茂盛!但我已没时间
去采摘,我只想马上赶到府上。我经过一棵高
④brier /brala/n.荆棘
大的蔷薇,花繁叶茂的枝干伸展出来,挡住了
小径。我看到了窄小的石头台阶,我看到
罗切斯特先生坐在那里,手中拿着一本书和一
支铅笔,他在写着。
是呀,他不是鬼,但我的每一根神经都紧
张起来。一时我简直无法自制。那是什么意
思?我没想到一见他就颤抖起来或者在他面前
说不出话、动弹不得。一旦我能够动弹,就立
刻返回,因为我没有必要让自己像大傻瓜,我
知道通往府上的另一条路。现在知道二十条路
也没有用了,因为他已经看到了我。
“你好!”他叫道,把书和铅笔放到一边。
“你来啦!如果你愿意的话,请过来。”
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JaneEyre
I suppose I do come on;though in what fashion I know not;being
scarcely cognizant of my movements,and solicitous only to appear
calm;and,above all,to control the working muscles of my face-
which I feel rebel insolently against my will,and struggle to express
what I had resolved to conceal.But I have a veil-it is down:I may
make shift yet to behave with decent composure.
'And this is Jane Eyre?Are you coming from Millcote,and on
foot?Yes-just one of your tricks:not to send for a carriage,and come
clattering over street and road like a common mortal,but to steal into
the vicinage of your home along with twilight,just as if you were a
dream or a shade.What the deuce have you done with yourself this last
month?'
'I have been with my aunt,sir,who is dead.'
'A true Janian reply!Good angels be my guard!She comes from
the other world-from the abode of people who are dead;and tells me
so when she meets me alone here in the gloaming!If I dared,I'd
touch you,to see if you are substance or shadow,you elf!but I'd as
soon offer to take hold of a blue ignis fatuus light in a marsh.Truant
truant!he added,when he had paused an instant.'Absent from me a
whole month,and forgetting me quite,I'll be sworn.'
I knew there would be pleasure in meeting my master again;even
though broken by the fear that he was so soon to cease to be my
master,and by the knowledge that I was nothing to him:but there was
ever in Mr Rochester (so at least I thought)such a wealth of the power
of communicating happiness,that to taste but of the crumbs he scattered
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简·爱1
①cognizant/kognizant/a.已
我知道我一定是过去了,但怎么走过去的
认识,晓得
②solicitous/s3'lisrtas/a热
我却不知道。我几乎没有意识到自己的行动,
心的,热切想要…的
③rebel/rebal/n.叛徒,反叛
而一味要让自己显得镇定,尤其要控制好面部
者
神经的活动一而它却公然违抗我的意志,努
insolently /'msolontl/ad.
自豪地,自做地
力要表现出我决心控制隐藏的东西。但我戴着
⑤resolve /rr'zolv/.决定,决
心
面纱—这时已经拿下。我可以使自己尽力变
成镇定自若的样子。
“是简·爱吗?你从米尔科特来,而且是走
来的?是呀一又是你的一个小把戏,没有通
⑥vicinage/visinid3/.附近
知要一辆马车,像一个普通人一样穿过大街小
Dtwilight/'twarlart/n.黄昏,
微光
巷而来,而且偏要在黄昏薄暮,偷偷溜进你的
家,仿佛你是一个梦,是一个影子。真见鬼,
上个月你干什么去了?”
“我和舅妈在一起,先生,她死了。”
“地道的简·爱式的回答!天使保护我吧!
她来自另一个世界一从死人的住所来的,在
⑧abode /a'baud/n住处,住
所
黄昏时刻独自遇到我时告诉我这个。如果我有
⑨gloaming'gloumi/n.黄
昏
胆量,我会摸摸你,看看你是实在的人,还是
substance /'sAbstons/n.
一个影子。你这精灵呀!不过我最好现在去沼
质
①marsh /ma:jn沼泽,湿地
泽地里捕捉蓝色的鬼火。逃兵!逃兵!”他停
R truant"tru:ant/n逃学者,
逃避者
了片刻,“离开我整整一个月,把我忘得一干
二净,我敢打保票!”
我知道,与主人重逢是一件高兴的事,尽
管备受折磨,因为我担心他快要不再是我的主
人,而且我也明白我对他无足轻重。不过在罗
切斯特先生身上(至少我这样认为)永远有着
一种使人感到愉快的巨大力量,只要尝一尝他
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JaneEyre
to stray and stranger birds like me was to feast genially.His last words
were balm:they seemed to imply that it imported something to him
whether I forgot him or not.And he had spoken of Thornfield as my
home-would that it were my home!
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简,爱
①feast/fi:st/.款宴,享乐
撒给像我这样失去方向、怪异的鸟的面包屑,
②balm /ba:m/n.安慰,慰藉
就无异于享受一顿盛宴。他最后的几句话抚慰
了我,似乎是说,他还挺在乎我把他忘了与
否,而且他把桑菲尔德说成是我的家—但愿
那是我的家!
04。
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