《Jane Eyre》第124章


; he viewed me to learn the result; it was not striking: i am sure i did not blush; perhaps i might have turned a little pale; for i felt as if this kiss were a seal affixed to my fetters。 he never omitted the ceremony afterwards; and the gravity and quiescence with which i underwent it; seemed to invest it for him with a certain charm。
as for me; i daily wished more to please him; but to do so; i felt daily more and more that i must disown half my nature; stifle half my faculties; wrest my tastes from their original bent; force myself to the adoption of pursuits for which i had no natural vocation。 he wanted to train me to an elevation i could never reach; it racked me hourly to aspire to the standard he uplifted。 the thing was as impossible as to mould my irregular features to his correct and classic pattern; to give to my changeable green eyes the sea…blue tint and solemn lustre of his own。
not his ascendancy alone; however; held me in thrall at present。 of late it had been easy enough for me to look sad: a cankering evil sat at my heart and drained my happiness at its source—the evil of suspense。
perhaps you think i had forgotten mr。 rochester; reader; amidst these changes of place and fortune。 not for a moment。 his idea was still with me; because it was not a vapour sunshine could disperse; nor a sand…traced effigy storms could wash away; it was a name graven on a tablet; fated to last as long as the marble it inscribed。 the craving to know what had bee of him followed me everywhere; when i was at morton; i re…entered my cottage every evening to think of that; and now at moor house; i sought my bedroom each night to brood over it。
in the course of my necessary correspondence with mr。 briggs about the will; i had inquired if he knew anything of mr。 rochester’s present residence and state of health; but; as st。 john had conjectured; he was quite ignorant of all concerning him。 i then wrote to mrs。 fairfax; entreating information on the subject。 i had calculated with certainty on this step answering my end: i felt sure it would elicit an early answer。 i was astonished when a fortnight passed without reply; but when two months wore away; and day after day the post arrived and brought nothing for me; i fell a prey to the keenest anxiety。
i wrote again: there was a chance of my first letter having missed。 renewed hope followed renewed effort: it shone like the former for some weeks; then; like it; it faded; flickered: not a line; not a word reached me。 when half a year wasted in vain expectancy; my hope died out; and then i felt dark indeed。
a fine spring shone round me; which i could not enjoy。 summer approached; diana tried to cheer me: she said i looked ill; and wished to acpany me to the sea…side。 this st。 john opposed; he said i did not want dissipation; i wanted employment; my present life was too purposeless; i required an aim; and; i suppose; by way of supplying deficiencies; he prolonged still further my lessons in hindostanee; and grew more urgent in requiring their acplishment: and i; like a fool; never thought of resisting him—i could not resist him。
one day i had e to my studies in lower spirits than usual; the ebb was occasioned by a poignantly felt disappointment。 hannah had told me in the morning there was a letter for me; and when i went down to take it; almost certain that the long…looked for tidings were vouchsafed me at last; i found only an unimportant note from mr。 briggs on business。 the bitter check had wrung from me some tears; and now; as i sat poring over the crabbed characters and flourishing tropes of an indian scribe; my eyes filled again。
st。 john called me to his side to read; in attempting to do this my voice failed me: words were lost in sobs。 he and i were the only occupants of the parlour: diana was practising her music in the drawing…room; mary was gardening—it was a very fine may day; clear; sunny; and breezy。 my panion expressed no surprise at this emotion; nor did he question me as to its cause; he only said—
“we will wait a few minutes; jane; till you are more posed。” and while i smothered the paroxysm with all haste; he sat calm and patient; leaning on his desk; and looking like a physician watching with the eye of science an expected and fully understood crisis in a patient’s malady。 having stifled my sobs; wiped my eyes; and muttered something about not being very well that morning; i resumed my task; and succeeded in pleting it。 st。 john put away my books and his; locked his desk; and said—
“now; jane; you shall take a walk; and with me。”
“i will call diana and mary。”
“no; i want only one panion this morning; and that must be you。 put on your things; go out by the kitchen…door: take the road towards the head of marsh glen: i will join you in a moment。”
i know no medium: i never in my life have known any medium in my dealings with positive; hard characters; antagonistic to my own; between absolute submission and determined revolt。 i have always faithfully observed the one; up to the very moment of bursting; sometimes with volcanic vehemence; into the other; and as neither present circumstances warranted; nor my present mood inclined me to mutiny; i observed careful obedience to st。 john’s directions; and in ten minutes i was treading the wild track of the glen; side by side with him。
the breeze was from the west: it came over the hills; sweet with scents of heath and rush; the sky was of stainless blue; the stream descending the ravine; swelled with past spring rains; poured along plentiful and clear; catching golden gleams from the sun; and sapphire tints from the firmament。 as we advanced and left the track; we trod a soft turf; mossy fine and emerald green; minutely enamelled with a tiny white flower; and spangled with a star…like yellow blossom: the hills; meantime; shut us quite in; for the glen; towards its head; wound to their very core。
“let us rest here;” said st。 john; as we reached the first stragglers of a battalion of rocks; guarding a sort of pass; beyond which the beck rushed down a waterfall; and where; still a little farther; the mountain shook off turf and flower; had only heath for raiment and crag for g
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