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Jane Eyre-第18章

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r sight seems turned in; gone down into her heart: she is looking at what she can remember; i believe; not at what is really present。 i wonder what sort of a girl she is—whether good or naughty。”

soon after five p。m。 we had another meal; consisting of a small mug of coffee; and half…a…slice of brown bread。 i devoured my bread and drank my coffee with relish; but i should have been glad of as much more—i was still hungry。 half…an…hour’s recreation succeeded; then study; then the glass of water and the piece of oat…cake; prayers; and bed。 such was my first day at lowood。

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Chapter 6

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the next day menced as before; getting up and dressing by rushlight; but this morning we were obliged to dispense with the ceremony of washing; the water in the pitchers was frozen。 a change had taken place in the weather the preceding evening; and a keen north…east wind; whistling through the crevices of our bedroom windows all night long; had made us shiver in our beds; and turned the contents of the ewers to ice。

before the long hour and a half of prayers and bible…reading was over; i felt ready to perish with cold。 breakfast…time came at last; and this morning the porridge was not burnt; the quality was eatable; the quantity small。 how small my portion seemed! i wished it had been doubled。

in the course of the day i was enrolled a member of the fourth class; and regular tasks and occupations were assigned me: hitherto; i had only been a spectator of the proceedings at lowood; i was now to bee an actor therein。 at first; being little accustomed to learn by heart; the lessons appeared to me both long and difficult; the frequent change from task to task; too; bewildered me; and i was glad when; about three o’clock in the afternoon; miss smith put into my hands a border of muslin two yards long; together with needle; thimble; &c。; and sent me to sit in a quiet corner of the schoolroom; with directions to hem the same。 at that hour most of the others were sewing likewise; but one class still stood round miss scatcherd’s chair reading; and as all was quiet; the subject of their lessons could be heard; together with the manner in which each girl acquitted herself; and the animadversions or mendations of miss scatcherd on the performance。 it was english history: among the readers i observed my acquaintance of the verandah: at the mencement of the lesson; her place had been at the top of the class; but for some error of pronunciation; or some inattention to stops; she was suddenly sent to the very bottom。 even in that obscure position; miss scatcherd continued to make her an object of constant notice: she was continually addressing to her such phrases as the following:—

“burns” (such it seems was her name: the girls here were all called by their surnames; as boys are elsewhere); “burns; you are standing on the side of your shoe; turn your toes out immediately。” “burns; you poke your chin most unpleasantly; draw it in。” “burns; i insist on your holding your head up; i will not have you before me in that attitude;” &c。 &c。

a chapter having been read through twice; the books were closed and the girls examined。 the lesson had prised part of the reign of charles i。; and there were sundry questions about tonnage and poundage and ship…money; which most of them appeared unable to answer; still; every little difficulty was solved instantly when it reached burns: her memory seemed to have retained the substance of the whole lesson; and she was ready with answers on every point。 i kept expecting that miss scatcherd would praise her attention; but; instead of that; she suddenly cried out—

“you dirty; disagreeable girl! you have never cleaned your nails this morning!”

burns made no answer: i wondered at her silence。 “why;” thought i; “does she not explain that she could neither clean her nails nor wash her face; as the water was frozen?”

my attention was now called off by miss smith desiring me to hold a skein of thread: while she was winding it; she talked to me from time to time; asking whether i had ever been at school before; whether i could mark; stitch; knit; &c。; till she dismissed me; i could not pursue my observations on miss scatcherd’s movements。 when i returned to my seat; that lady was just delivering an order of which i did not catch the import; but burns immediately left the class; and going into the small inner room where the books were kept; returned in half a minute; carrying in her hand a bundle of twigs tied together at one end。 this ominous tool she presented to miss scatcherd with a respectful curtesy; then she quietly; and without being told; unloosed her pinafore; and the teacher instantly and sharply inflicted on her neck a dozen strokes with the bunch of twigs。 not a tear rose to burns’ eye; and; while i paused from my sewing; because my fingers quivered at this spectacle with a sentiment of unavailing and impotent anger; not a feature of her pensive face altered its ordinary expression。

“hardened girl!” exclaimed miss scatcherd; “nothing can correct you of your slatternly habits: carry the rod away。”

burns obeyed: i looked at her narrowly as she emerged from the book…closet; she was just putting back her handkerchief into her pocket; and the trace of a tear glistened on her thin cheek。

the play…hour in the evening i thought the pleasantest fraction of the day at lowood: the bit of bread; the draught of coffee swallowed at five o’clock had revived vitality; if it had not satisfied hunger: the long restraint of the day was slackened; the schoolroom felt warmer than in the morning—its fires being allowed to burn a little more brightly; to supply; in some measure; the place of candles; not yet introduced: the ruddy gloaming; the licensed uproar; the confusion of many voices gave one a wele sense of liberty。

on the evening of the day on which i had seen miss scatcherd flog her pupil; burns; i wandered as usual among the forms and tables and laughing groups without a panion; yet not feeling lonely: when i passed the windows; i now and then lifted a blind; and looked out; it snowed fast; a drift was already forming against the lower panes; putting my ear close 
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