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Jane Eyre-第52章

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 little foot; seen peeping from the skirt of her dress; as she skipped from the carriage…step。 bending over the balcony; i was about to murmur ‘mon ange’—in a tone; of course; which should be audible to the ear of love alone—when a figure jumped from the carriage after her; cloaked also; but that was a spurred heel which had rung on the pavement; and that was a hatted head which now passed under the arched porte cochère of the hotel。

“you never felt jealousy; did you; miss eyre? of course not: i need not ask you; because you never felt love。 you have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it。 you think all existence lapses in as quiet a flow as that in which your youth has hitherto slid away。 floating on with closed eyes and muffled ears; you neither see the rocks bristling not far off in the bed of the flood; nor hear the breakers boil at their base。 but i tell you—and you may mark my words—you will e some day to a craggy pass in the channel; where the whole of life’s stream will be broken up into whirl and tumult; foam and noise: either you will be dashed to atoms on crag points; or lifted up and borne on by some master…wave into a calmer current—as i am now。

“i like this day; i like that sky of steel; i like the sternness and stillness of the world under this frost。 i like thornfield; its antiquity; its retirement; its old crow…trees and thorn…trees; its grey facade; and lines of dark windows reflecting that metal welkin: and yet how long have i abhorred the very thought of it; shunned it like a great plague…house? how i do still abhor —”

he ground his teeth and was silent: he arrested his step and struck his boot against the hard ground。 some hated thought seemed to have him in its grip; and to hold him so tightly that he could not advance。

we were ascending the avenue when he thus paused; the hall was before us。 lifting his eye to its battlements; he cast over them a glare such as i never saw before or since。 pain; shame; ire; impatience; disgust; detestation; seemed momentarily to hold a quivering conflict in the large pupil dilating under his ebon eyebrow。 wild was the wrestle which should be paramount; but another feeling rose and triumphed: something hard and cynical: self…willed and resolute: it settled his passion and petrified his countenance: he went on—

“during the moment i was silent; miss eyre; i was arranging a point with my destiny。 she stood there; by that beech…trunk—a hag like one of those who appeared to macbeth on the heath of forres。 ‘you like thornfield?’ she said; lifting her finger; and then she wrote in the air a memento; which ran in lurid hieroglyphics all along the house…front; between the upper and lower row of windows; ‘like it if you can! like it if you dare!’

“‘i will like it;’ said i; ‘i dare like it;’ and” (he subjoined moodily) “i will keep my word; i will break obstacles to happiness; to goodness—yes; goodness。 i wish to be a better man than i have been; than i am; as job’s leviathan broke the spear; the dart; and the habergeon; hindrances which others count as iron and brass; i will esteem but straw and rotten wood。”

adèle here ran before him with her shuttlecock。 “away!” he cried harshly; “keep at a distance; child; or go in to sophie!” continuing then to pursue his walk in silence; i ventured to recall him to the point whence he had abruptly diverged—

“did you leave the balcony; sir;” i asked; “when mdlle。 varens entered?”

i almost expected a rebuff for this hardly well…timed question; but; on the contrary; waking out of his scowling abstraction; he turned his eyes towards me; and the shade seemed to clear off his brow。 “oh; i had forgotten céline! well; to resume。 when i saw my charmer thus e in acpanied by a cavalier; i seemed to hear a hiss; and the green snake of jealousy; rising on undulating coils from the moonlit balcony; glided within my waistcoat; and ate its way in two minutes to my heart’s core。 strange!” he exclaimed; suddenly starting again from the point。 “strange that i should choose you for the confidant of all this; young lady; passing strange that you should listen to me quietly; as if it were the most usual thing in the world for a man like me to tell stories of his opera…mistresses to a quaint; inexperienced girl like you! but the last singularity explains the first; as i intimated once before: you; with your gravity; considerateness; and caution were made to be the recipient of secrets。 besides; i know what sort of a mind i have placed in munication with my own: i know it is one not liable to take infection: it is a peculiar mind: it is a unique one。 happily i do not mean to harm it: but; if i did; it would not take harm from me。 the more you and i converse; the better; for while i cannot blight you; you may refresh me。” after this digression he proceeded—

“i remained in the balcony。 ‘they will e to her boudoir; no doubt;’ thought i: ‘let me prepare an ambush。’ so putting my hand in through the open window; i drew the curtain over it; leaving only an opening through which i could take observations; then i closed the casement; all but a chink just wide enough to furnish an outlet to lovers’ whispered vows: then i stole back to my chair; and as i resumed it the pair came in。 my eye was quickly at the aperture。 céline’s chamber…maid entered; lit a lamp; left it on the table; and withdrew。 the couple were thus revealed to me clearly: both removed their cloaks; and there was ‘the varens;’ shining in satin and jewels;—my gifts of course;—and there was her panion in an officer’s uniform; and i knew him for a young roue of a vite—a brainless and vicious youth whom i had sometimes met in society; and had never thought of hating because i despised him so absolutely。 on recognising him; the fang of the snake jealousy was instantly broken; because at the same moment my love for céline sank under an extinguisher。 a woman who could betray me for such a rival was not worth contending for; she deserved only scorn; less; however; than i; who had been her dupe。

“they began to talk; their conversation eased me pletely: frivolous;
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