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简爱英文版完整解析

简介

　　简·爱背负着自然与社会给她的一切不幸，开始了她的人生：

她没有双亲，没有钱财，她是（男人世界中的）一个弱女子；雪上加霜的是，她不漂亮。

她有着坚强的个性，这使她在世人眼里更加失去了魅力，因为她不会对别人逆来顺受。

　　她不像是世上伟大爱情故事中的女主角，然而她却有着相当于此的举动。

世人看到的是她的种种劣势，告诉她对生活不要有太多奢望。

然而简·爱不听这一套，她拒绝接受世人给予她的卑微地位。

她要求世人接受她的本来面目：

她可能微不足道，但却是自己命运的主宰；她也许不漂亮，却值得他人爱。

　　夏洛特·勃朗蒂（1816—1855）是英国最伟大的小说家之一。

她在英格兰北部约克郡的生活本身狭窄有限，然而其小说充满激情与想像，享誉世界。

人物表

　　简·爱

　　盖茨赫德

　　里德太太，简·爱的舅妈

　　贝茜，保姆

　　阿伯特小姐，里德太太的女仆

　　洛依德医生

　　洛伍德学校

　　布鲁克赫斯特先生，学校财务总管

　　丹伯尔小姐，女学监

　　海伦·伯恩斯，学生

　　特恩费得

　　费尔法斯太太，管家

　　阿黛拉，罗切斯特先生的法国情妇的女

　　爱德华·罗切斯特，特恩费得府的主人

　　英格姆夫人，她们的母亲

　　格丽丝·普尔

　　迪克·梅森

　　布莱克斯先生，马迪拉的爱先生的律师

　　伯莎·梅森

　　摩尔屋

　　圣约翰·李维斯，戴安娜和玛丽的哥哥，莫顿的牧师

　　汉娜，管家

　　罗莎蒙特·奥利弗小姐，富有工厂主的女儿

　　枫丹庄园

PeopleinThisStory

　　JaneEyre

　　AtGateshead

　　MrsReed，JaneEyre'saunt

　　Bessie，thenursemaid

　　MissAbbott，MrsReed'smaid

　　DrLloyd

　　Robert，thecoachman．

　　AtLowoodSchool

　　MrBrocklehurst，theschool'sfinancialmanager

　　MissTemple，theheadmistress

　　HelenBurns，apupil

　　AtThornfield

　　MrsFairfax，thehousekeeper

　　Adéle，daughterofMrRochester'sFrenchmistress

　　EdwardRochester，theownerofThornfieldHall

　　LadyIngram，theirmother

　　GracePoole

　　DickMason

　　MrBriggs，lawyertoMrEyreofMadeira

　　BerthaMason

　　AtMoorHouse

　　StJohnRivers，brotherofDianaandMary，andvicarof

　　Morton

　　Hannah，hishousekeeper

　　RosamundOliver，daughterofarichfactory-owner

　　AtFerndeanManor

1Theredroom

　　Wecouldnotgoforawalkthatafternoon．Therewassuchafreezingcoldwind，andsuchheavyrain，thatweallstayedindoors．Iwasgladofit．Ineverlikedlongwalks，especiallyinwinter．Iusedtohatecominghomewhenitwasalmostdark，withice-coldfingersandtoes，feelingmiserablebccauseBessie，thenursemaid，wasalwaysscoldingme．AllthetimeIknewIwasdifferentfrommycousins，Eliza，JohnandGeorgianaReed．Theyweretallerandstrongerthanme，andtheywereloved．

　　Thesethreeusuallyspenttheirtimecryingandquarrelling，buttodaytheyweresittingquietlyaroundtheirmotherinthesitting-room．Iwantedtojointhefamilycircle，butMrsReed，myaunt，refusedBessiehadcomplaintedaboutme．

　　'No，I'msorry，Jane．UntilIhearfromBessie，orseeformyself，thatyouarereallytryingtobehavebetter，youcannotbetreatedasagood，happychild，likemychildren．'

　　'WhatdoesBessiesayIhavedone？

'Iasked．

　　'Jane，itisnotpolitetoquestionmeinthatway．Ifyoucannotspeakpleasantly，bequiet．'

　　Icreptoutofthesitting-roomandintothesmallroomnextdoor，whereIchoseabookfullofpicturesfromthebookcase．Iclimbedontothewindow-seatanddrewthecurtains，sothatIwascompletelyhidden．Isatthereforawhile．SometimesIlookedoutofthewindowatthegreyNovemberafternoon，andsawtherainpouringdownontheleaflessgarden．ButmostofthetimeIstudiedthebookandstared，fascinated，atthepictures．Lostintheworldofimagination，Iforgotmysad，lonelyexistenceforawhile，andwashappy，Iwasonlyafraidthatmysecrethiding-placemightbediscovered．

　　Suddenlythedooroftheroomopened．JohnReedrushedin．

　　'Whereareyou，rat？

'heshouted．Hedidnotseemebehindthecurtain．'Eliza！

Georgy！

Janeisn'there！

TellMammashe'srunoutintotherain—whatabadanimalsheis！

'

　　'HowluckyIdrewthecurtain，'Ithought．Hewouldneverhavefoundme，becausehewasnotveryintelligent．ButElizaguessedatoncewhereIwas．

　　'She'sinthewindow-seat，John，'shecalledfromthesitting-room．SoIcameoutimmediately，asIdidnotwanthimtopullmeout．

　　'Whatdoyouwant？

'Iaskedhim．

　　'Say，“Whatdoyouwant，MasterReed”，'heanswered，sittinginanarmchair．'Iwantyoutocomehere．'

　　JohnReedwasfourteenandIwasonlyten．Hewaslargeandratherfat．Heusuallyatetoomuchatmeals，whichmadehimill．Heshouldhavebeenatboardingschool，buthismother，wholovedhimverymuch，hadbroughthimhomeforamonthortwo，becauseshethoughthishealthwasdelicate．

　　Johndidnotlovehismotherorhissister，andhehatedmeHebulliedandpunishedme，nottwoorthreetimesaweek，notonceortwiceaday，butallthetime．Mywholebodytrembledwhenhecamenear．Sometimeshehitme，sometimeshejustthreatenedme，andIlivedinterriblefearofhim．Ihadnoideaabouthowtostophim．Theservantsdidnotwanttooffendtheiryoungmaster，andMrsReedcouldseenofaultinherdearboy．

　　SoIobeyedJohn'sorderandapproachedhisarmchair，thinkinghowveryuglyhisfacewas．PerhapsheunderstoodwhatIwasthinking，forhehitmehardontheface．

　　'ThatisforyourrudenesstoMammajustnow，'hesaid，'andforyourwickednessinhiding，andforlookingatmelikethat，yourat！

'IwassousedtohisbullyingthatIneverthoughtofhittinghimback．

　　'Whatwereyoudoingbehindthatcurtain？

'heasked．

　　'Iwasreading，'Ianswered．

　　'Showmethebook．'Igaveittohim．

　　'Youhavenorighttotakeourbooks，'hecontinued．'Youhavenomoneyandyourfatherleftyornone．Yououghttobeginthestreets，notlivehereincomfortwithagentleman'sfamily．Aayway，allthesebooksaremine，andsoisthewholehouse，orwillbeinafewyears'time．I'llteachyounottoborrowmybooksagain．'Heliftedtheheavybookandthrewithardatme．

　　IthitmeandIfell，cuttingmyheadonthedoor．Iwasingreatpain，andsuddenlyforthefirsttimeinmylife，IforgotmyfearofJohnReed．

　　'Youwicked，cruelboy！

'Icried．'Youareabully！

Youareasbadasamurderer！

'

　　'What！

What！

'hecried．'Didshesaythattome？

Didyouhear，ElizaandGeorgiana？

I'lltellMamma，butfirst…'

　　Herushedtoattackme，butnowhewasfightingwithadesperategirl．Ireallysawhimasawickedmurderer．Ifeltthebloodrunningdownmyface，andthepaingavemestrength．IfoughtbackashardasIcould．Myresistancesurprisedhim，andheshoutedforhelp．HissistersranforMrsReed，whocalledhermaid，MissAbbott，andBessie．TheypulledusapartandIheardthemsay，'Whatawickedgirl！

SheattackedMasterJohn！

'

　　MrsReedsaidcalmly，'Takeherawaytotheredroomandlockherinthere．'AndsoIwascarriedupstairs，armswavingandlegskicking．

　　Assoonaswearrivedintheredroom，Ibecamequietagain，andthetwoservantsbothstartedscoldingme．

　　'Really，MissEyre，'saidMissAbbott，'howcouldyouhithim？

He'syouryoungmaster！

'

　　'Howcanhebemymaster？

Iamnotaservant！

'Icried．

　　'No，MissEyre，youarelessthanaservant，becauseyoudonotwork，repliedMissAbbott．Theybothlookedatmeasiftheystronglydisapprovedofme．

　　'Youshouldremember，miss，'saidBessie，'thatyourauntpaysforyourfoodandclothes，andyoushouldbegrateful．Youhavenootherrelationsorfriends．'

　　AllmyshortlifeIhadbeentoldthis，andIhadnoanswertoit．Istayedsilent，listeningtothesepainfulreminders．

　　'Andifyouareangryandrude，MrsReedmaysendyouaway，'addedBessie．

　　'Anyway，'saidMissAbbott，'Godwillpunishyou，JaneEyre，foryourwickedheart．PraytoGod，andsayyou'resorry．'Theylefttheroom，lockingthedoorcarefullybehindthem．

　　Theredroomwasacold，silentroom，hardlyeverused，althoughitwasoneofthelargestbedroomsinthehouse．Nineyearsago，myuncle，MrReed，haddiedinthisroom，andsincethennobodyhadwantedtosleepinit．

　　NowthatIwasaloneIthoughtbitterlyofthepeopleIlivedwith．JohnReed，hissisters，hismother，theservants，theyallaccusedme，scoldedme，hatedme．WhycouldIneverpleasethem？

Elizawasselfish，butwasrespected．Georgianahadabadtemper，butshewaspopularwitheverybodybecauseshewasbeautifulJohnwasrude，cruelandviolent，butnobodypunishedhim．Itriedtomakenomistakes，buttheycalledme，naughtyeverymomentoftheday．NowthatIhadturnedagainstJohntoprotectmyself，everybodyblamedme．

　　AndsoIspentthatwholelongafternoonintheredroomaskingmyselfwhyIhadtosufferandwhylifewassounfair．PerhapsIwouldrunaway，orstarvemyselftodeath．

　　Graduallyitbecamedarkoutside．Therainwasstillbeatingonthewindows，andIcouldhearthewindinthetrees．NowIwasnolongerangry，andIbegantothinktheReedsmightberight．PerhapsIwaswicked．DidIdeservetodie，andbeburiedinthechurchyardlikemyuncleReed？

Icouldnotrememberhim，butknewhewasmymother'sbrother，whohadtakenmetohishousewhenmyparentsbothdied．Onhisdeathbedhehadmadehiswife，auntReed，promisetolookaftermelikeherownchildren．Isupposedshenowregrettedherpromise．

　　Astrangeideacametome．IfeltsurethatifMrReedhadlivedhewouldhavetreatedmekindly，andnow，asIlookedroundatthedarkfurnitureandthewallsinshadow，Ibegantofearthathisghostmightcomebacktopunishhiswifefornotkeepingherpromise．Hemightrisefromthegraveinthechurchyardandappearinthisroom！

IwassofrightenedbythisthoughtthatIhardlydaredtobreathe．SuddenlyinthedarknessIsawalightmovingontheceiling．Itmayhavebeenfromalampoutside，butinmynervousstateIdidnotthinkofthat．Ifeltsureitmustbeaghost，avisitorfromanotherworld．Myheadwashot，myheartbeatfast．Wasthatthesoundofwingsinmyears？

Wasthatsomethingmovingnearme？

Screamingwildly，Irushedtothedoorandshookit．MissAbbottandBessiecamerunningtoopenit．

　　'MissEyre，areyouill？

'askedBessie．

　　'Takemeoutofhere！

'Iscreamed．

　　'Why？

What'sthematter？

'sheasked．

　　'Isawalight，andIthoughtitwasaghost，'Icried，holdingtightlyontoBessie'shand．

　　'She'snotevenhurt，'saidMissAbbottindisgust．'Shescreamedjusttobringushere．Iknowallherlittletricks．'

　　'Whatisallthis？

'demandedanangryvoice．MrsReedappearedatthedooroftheroom．'AbbottandBessie，IthinkItoldyoutoleaveJaneEyreinthisroomtillIcame．'