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have been as good as you,and perhaps wiser.I am not a bad man,take my word for it,but I have done wrong.It wasn't my character,but circumstances which were to blame.Why do I tell you all this?Because you're the sort of person people tell their problems and secrets to,because you're sympathetic and give them hope.'
  'Do you think so,sir?'
  'I do.You see,when life was difficult,I became desperate,and now all I have is regret.'
  'Asking forgiveness might cure it,sir.'
  'No,it won't.What I really should do is change my character,and I still could but—it's difficult.And if I can't have happiness,I want pleasure,even if it's wrong.'
  'Pleasure may taste bitter,sir.'
  'How do you know,a pure young thing like you?You have no experience of life and its problems.But I will try to lead a better life.'
  I stood up.The conversation was becoming hard to follow.
  'I must put Adèle to bed now,'I said.
  'Don't be afraid of me,Miss Eyre.You don't relax or laugh very much,perhaps because of the effect Lowood school has had on you.But in time you will be more natural with me,and laugh,and speak freely.You're like a restless bird in a cage.When you get out of the cage,you'll fly very high.Good night.'


■ 8 认识罗切斯特先生
  第二天,特恩费得因为主人的返回而忙碌起来,不断有人来跟他谈事情,我喜欢这种欢快的新气氛。但是我没办法让阿黛拉专心上课,因为她总是喋喋不休地说着罗切斯特答应送给她的礼物。晚上,我们被邀请去和他一起喝茶。我一眼就认出了那黑头发、黑皮肤、宽阔的前额和严肃的表情,他正是我帮助过的旅行者。他的腿搭在椅子上,但当我进门时,他根本没有打招呼的表示。实际上,他既没说话,也没动一动。
  “你也给爱小姐带礼物了吗?”阿黛拉问。
  “礼物?谁要礼物?”他生气地说。“爱小姐,你想要礼物吗?你喜欢礼物吗?”
  “先生,这东西我接触得不多。”我答道。“无论怎样,我无权想得到礼物,因为我没有做什么可以赢得礼物。”
  “别太谦虚了。我已经和阿黛拉谈过。她不是很聪明,但你教得不错。”
  “先生,这就是我的礼物。表扬学生的进步,就是老师最想得到的。”
  罗切斯特先生静静地喝着茶。茶喝完后,阿黛拉和费尔法斯太太玩着,罗切斯特先生叫我离火近些。
  “来这儿之前你在哪里?”他问。
  “先生,我在洛伍德生活了八年。”
  “啊,是的,一所慈善学校!八年!你在那种地方坚持了这么久,真让我吃惊。你的脸上有种魔力。昨天晚上我在去海依的路上碰到你时,我差点以为你对我的马念了咒!我还在琢磨你是不是念了咒。你的父母呢?”
  “他们死了,我不记得他们了。”
  “你的亲戚呢?”
  “我没有亲戚。”
  “谁让你来这儿的?”
  “我登了广告,费尔法斯太太给了回话。”
  “是的,”老管家说,“谢天谢地她登了广告。她不仅是阿黛拉的好老师,也是我的好朋友。”
  “别把她说得那么好。”罗切斯特绷着脸说。“昨天晚上她和她的魔法让我的马摔倒在冰上了。”
  费尔法斯太太看上去稀里糊涂,显然没搞清是什么意思。
  罗切斯特先生接着说:“爱小姐,你刚去洛伍德时几岁了?”
  “大约10岁。”
  “你在那儿待了八年,那么现在18了?”我点点头。他又说:“我永远猜不出你的年龄。好,你在那儿都学了些什么?会弹钢琴吗?”
  “会一点儿。”
  “当然啦,所有的年轻女人都这么说。到书房去弹个曲子。”我照他说的做了。
  “够了!”几分钟后他喊道。
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