教师(外研社双语读库)(txt+pdf+epub+mobi电子书下载)

作者：（英） 夏洛蒂·勃朗特（Charlotte Brontë）

出版社：外语教学与研究出版社

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教师(外研社双语读库)试读：

The other day, in looking over my papers, I found in my copy of a letter, sent by me a year since to an old school acquaintance:— 

一日，我在翻阅文件时发现了一年前我写给一位昔日同窗的一封信的抄件：

Dear Charles,—I think when you and I were at Eton together, we were neither of us what could be called popular characters. You were a sarcastic, observant, shrewd, cold-blooded creature. My own portrait I will not attempt to draw, but I cannot recollect that it was a strikingly attractive one; can you? What animal magnetism drew thee and me together I know not; certainly I never experienced anything of the Pylades and Orestes sentiment for you, and I have reason to believe that you, on your part, were equally free from all romantic regard to me. Still, out of school hours, we walked and talked continually together. When the theme of conversation was our companions or our masters, we understood each other, and when I recurred to some sentiment of affection, some vague love of an excellent or beautiful object, whether in animate or inanimate nature, your sardonic coldness did not move me. I felt myself superior to that check then as I do now.

亲爱的查尔斯，我觉得我们在伊顿读书那会儿，都称不上是广受欢迎的人物。你是个言辞刻薄、观察力敏锐、精明又不近人情的家伙。我自己的形象我就不试图去描绘了，但我也回想不起来那时的我有什么特别讨人喜欢之处。你能想起来吗？我不清楚是什么样的动物间的吸引力将你我吸引到了一起；但我对你绝对没有产生过像皮拉得斯和俄瑞斯忒斯之间的那种感情；而对你来说，我有理由相信你也同样没有对我产生任何浪漫情绪。但是，课外时间我们还是时常一起散步，一起交谈。当我们谈到同学和老师时，我们能相互理解；当我再谈到某种情感的话题、某种对极好或美丽事物的模糊的爱意时，无论这事物是有生命的还是无生命的，你无情的冷嘲热讽并不能使我动摇。我当时就觉得你的指责不能改变我的行为，现在仍是这样。

It is a long time since I wrote to you, and a still longer time since I saw you. Chancing to take up a newspaper of your county the other day, my eye fell upon your name. I began to think of old times, to run over the events which have transpired since we separated, and I sat down and commenced this letter. What you have been doing I know not; but you shall hear, if you choose to listen, how the world has wagged with me.

很久没有给你写信了，也更久没有见到你了。某日偶然翻阅你们郡的报纸，我一眼就看到了你的名字。我便想起了昔日的时光，想起了自我们分别后发生的种种事情，于是，我便坐下开始写这封信。我不晓得你近来在做些什么，但是如果你想听，我可以给你讲讲我经历了怎样的世事沧桑。

First, after leaving Eton, I had an interview with my maternal uncles, Lord Tynedale and the Hon. John Seacombe.

首先，离开伊顿后，我和我舅父们，即泰尼德尔勋爵和约翰·西科姆议员，见了一面。

They asked me if I would enter the Church, and my uncle the nobleman offered me the living of Seacombe, which is in his gift, if I would; then my other uncle, Mr. Seacombe, hinted that when I became rector of Seacombe-cum-Scaife, I might perhaps be allowed to take, as mistress of my house and head of my parish, one of my six cousins, his daughters, all of whom I greatly dislike.

他们问我是否愿意进入教会，我的贵族舅父提出，如果我愿意，他可以利用自己的职权为我提供在西科姆的一切生活费用；西科姆先生则暗示我说，当我当上西科姆－卡姆－斯凯夫教区的教区长后，我或许可以从六位表姐妹——即他的六个女儿——中娶到一位，让她当我的妻子和教区的女主人，可是我极其讨厌他的女儿们。

I declined both the Church and matrimony. A good clergyman is a good thing, but I should have made a very bad one. As to the wife—oh, how like a nightmare is the thought of being bound for life to one of my cousins! No doubt they are accomplished and pretty; but not an accomplishment, not a charm of theirs, touches a chord in my bosom. To think of passing the winter evenings by the parlour fireside of Seacombe Rectory alone with one of them—for instance, the large and well-modelled statue, Sarah—no. I should be a bad husband, under such circumstances, as well as a bad clergyman.

教会的职务及许婚的好意我都拒绝了。当个好牧师固然是件好事，但我肯定不是这块料。至于妻子——啊，一想到要和其中一位表姐或表妹共度一生，我就像做了一场噩梦！毫无疑问，她们颇有才学，也很貌美，但是她们的才学和美貌一点都不能拨动我的心弦。想起冬天的夜晚要在西科姆教区的客厅壁炉边只和其中一位表姐妹——比如，那位身材魁梧、犹如雕塑般的萨拉——一起度过。不！这种情况下，我肯定当不了好丈夫，也当不了好牧师。

When I had declined my uncles' offers, they asked me what I intended to do. I said I should reflect. They reminded me that I had no fortune, and no expectation of any, and after a considerable pause Lord Tynedale demanded sternly whether I had thoughts of following my father's steps and engaging in trade. Now, I had had no thoughts of the sort. I do not think that my turn of mind qualifies me to make a good tradesman. My taste, my ambition does not lie in that way; but such was the scorn expressed in Lord Tynedale's countenance as he pronounced the word trade, such the contemptuous sarcasm of his tone, that I was instantly decided. My father was but a name to me, yet that name I did not like to hear mentioned with a sneer to my very face. I answered then, with haste and warmth, "I cannot do better than follow in my father's steps; yes, I will be a tradesman." My uncles did not remonstrate. They and I parted with mutual disgust. In reviewing this transaction, I find that I was quite right to shake off the burden of Tynedale's patronage, but a fool to offer my shoulders instantly for the reception of another burden—one which might be more intolerable, and which certainly was yet untried.

我拒绝舅父们的好意时，他们问我准备做什么。我说我会好好想想。他们提醒我说，我既没有财产也没有什么遗产可以指望。好长一阵沉默之后，泰尼德尔勋爵严厉地问我是否打算步父亲的后尘去经商。当时，我并没有那种想法。我觉得我脑袋不够机灵，没有资格成为一名好商人。我的爱好和志向也不在于此；可当泰尼德尔勋爵说到“经商”两个字时，那轻蔑的表情和那鄙视挖苦的语气让我即刻下定了决心。父亲对我来说只不过是个名字罢了，即便如此，我也不喜欢别人在我的面前用讥笑的口吻提起他。于是，我急忙激动地回答说：“我只能步父亲后尘了。是的，我要成为一名商人。”舅父们没有反对。我们就这样怀着对彼此的厌恶分别了。想起这次会面，我觉得摆脱泰尼德尔监护的烦扰是相当正确的；但我同时又很愚蠢，这么快又给自己的肩上加了另一个重担——有可能比以往的重负更无法忍受，当然以前也从没有试过。

I wrote instantly to Edward—you know Edward, my only brother, ten years my senior, married to a rich mill-owner's daughter, and now possessor of the mill and business which was my father's before he failed. You are aware that my father—once reckoned a Croesus of wealth—became bankrupt a short time previous to his death, and that my mother lived in destitution for some six months after him, unhelped by her aristocratical brothers, whom she had mortally offended by her union with Crimsworth, the —shire manufacturer. At the end of the six months she brought me into the world, and then herself left it, without, I should think much regret, as it contained little hope or comfort for her.

我即刻写信给爱德华——你知道爱德华的，他是我唯一的兄弟，比我年长十岁，娶了一位富有的磨坊主的女儿，现在是这家磨坊厂厂主，还经营着我父亲破产前的生意。你知道我父亲——曾经也被人认为是个大富翁——破产后不久便离开人世了，我母亲在父亲过世后穷困潦倒地生活了六个多月，她的贵族兄弟们对她见死不救，因为她嫁给郡里的制造商克利姆斯沃思而大大得罪了他们。第六个月月底，母亲生下我之后便离开了人世，我想，她并没有太多遗憾，因为这个世界没有给她多少希望和籍慰。

My father's relations took charge of Edward, as they did of me, till I was nine years old. At that period it chanced that the representation of an important borough in our county fell vacant. Mr. Seacombe stood for it. My uncle Crimsworth, an astute mercantile man, took the opportunity of writing a fierce letter to the candidate, stating that if he and Lord Tynedale did not consent to do something towards the support of their sister's orphan children, he would expose their relentless and malignant conduct towards that sister, and do his best to turn the circumstances against Mr. Seacombe's election. That gentleman and Lord T. knew well enough that the Crimsworths were an unscrupulous and determined race. They knew also that they had influence in the borough of X—; and, making a virtue of necessity, they consented to defray the expenses of my education. I was sent to Eton, where I remained ten years, during which space of time Edward and I never met. He, when he grew up, entered into trade, and pursued his calling with such diligence, ability, and success, that now, in his thirtieth year, he was fast making a fortune. Of this I was apprised by the occasional short letters I received from him, some three or four times a year; which said letters never concluded without some expression of determined enmity against the house of Seacombe, and some reproach to me for living, as he said, on the bounty of that house. At first, while still in boyhood, I could not understand why, as I had no parents, I should not be indebted to my uncles Tynedale and Seacombe for my education; but as I grew up, and heard by degrees of the persevering hostility, the hatred till death evinced by them against my father, of the sufferings of my mother, of all the wrongs, in short, of our house, then did I conceive shame of the dependence in which I lived, and form a resolution no more to take bread from hands which had refused to minister to the necessities of my dying mother. It was by these feelings I was influenced when I refused the rectory of Seacombe and the union with one of my patrician cousins.

父亲的亲戚们收养了爱德华和我，直到我九岁。当时，碰巧我们郡的一个重要选区的代表职位出现了空缺。西科姆先生当了候选人。克利姆斯沃思叔父是位精明的商人，他趁此机会给候选人写了一封言辞激烈的信。信上说，如果西科姆和泰尼德尔勋爵不同意做点什么来抚养他们妹妹的遗孤，他就把这两个人对妹妹的无情和恶行公布于众，并将不遗余力破坏西科姆先生的选举。西科姆先生和泰尼德尔勋爵深知克利姆斯沃思家族的人做事向来无所忌惮，言出必行。他们也同样清楚克利姆斯沃思家族在X选区的影响力；于是，出于无奈，他们装作好心，同意支付我的教育费用。于是，我被送到了伊顿，呆了十年。在此期间，我从未与爱德华见面。爱德华长大后去经商了，他靠勤奋和能力经营着事业，如今已有所成就，在三十岁之际，他很快就发财致富了。我从他每年寄来的三四封短信中知道这些情况，他在信尾总说一些坚决仇视西科姆家族的话，并责怪我，用他的原话就是，靠他们家的施舍度日。起初，当我还小的时候，我不明白，既然我父母已经不在人世了，为什么我的学费不能仰仗泰尼德尔和西科姆舅父的帮助？但是当我长大后，我听说了他们和我父亲之间的积怨有多深，直至父亲死的时候，仇恨也未能化解；还有母亲生前遭受的一切，总之一切关于我们家的种种经历，直到那时，我才感受到寄人篱下的难堪，决心不再从这些曾经对我母亲见死不救的人那里接受任何恩惠。正是受到这些情绪的影响，我谢绝了西科姆教区的职务及与其中一位贵族表姐妹的联姻。

An irreparable breach thus being effected between my uncles and myself, I wrote to Edward, told him what had occurred, and informed him of my intention to follow his steps and be a tradesman. I asked, moreover, if he could give me employment. His answer expressed no approbation of my conduct, but he said I might come down to shire if I liked, and he would "see what could be done in the way of furnishing me with work." I repressed all, even mental comment on his note, packed my trunk and carpet-bag, and started for the north directly.

就这样，我和舅父们之间的关系已决裂到无法挽回的程度。我写信告诉爱德华所发生的一切，并告诉他我打算追随他的脚步，成为一名商人。此外，我还问他是否可以聘我做事。他的回信对我的行为未曾表示赞许，但是他说，如果我愿意，我可以到X郡，他会“看看能否帮我找一份工作”。我强忍了信上说的一切，甚至忍下他对我智商的贬低，收拾好箱子和手提包，就动身直奔北方了。

After two days' travelling (railroads were not then in existence) I arrived, one wet October afternoon, in the town of X—. I had always understood that Edward lived in this town, but on inquiry I found that it was only Mr. Crimsworth's mill and warehouse which were situated in the smoky atmosphere of Bigben Close; his residence lay four miles out, in the country.

经过两天的奔波（当时没有铁路），我终于在十月的一个雨天的下午到了X郡上。我一直以为爱德华就住在这个镇上，但是经过询问后发现只有克利姆斯沃思先生的工厂及仓库坐落在那烟雾弥漫的比格本大院，他的住所在郊外，离这里有四英里远。

It was late in the evening when I alighted at the gates of the habitation designated to me as my brother's. As I advanced up the avenue, I could see through the shades of twilight, and the dark gloomy mists which deepened those shades, that the house was large, and the grounds surrounding it sufficiently spacious. I paused a moment on the lawns in front, and leaning my back against a tall tree which rose in the centre, I gazed with interest on the exterior of Crimsworth Hall.

当我照别人指引来到哥哥的住所时已是入暮时分了。当我往林阴道上走时，透过夕阳的余辉和阴沉的雾色，看到哥哥的房子很大，四周的场院很开阔。我在前面的草坪停了一会儿，背靠在中央的一棵大树上，饶有兴致地欣赏起克利姆斯沃思公馆的外景。

"Edward is rich," thought I to myself "I believed him to be doing well, but I did not know he was master of a mansion like this." Cutting short all marvelling speculation, conjecture, etc., I advanced to the front door and rang. A manservant opened it. I announced myself. He relieved me of my wet cloak and carpet-bag, and ushered me into a room furnished as a library, where there was a bright fire and candles burning on the table. He informed me that his master was not yet returned from X market, but that he would certainly be at home in the course of half an hour.“爱德华很富有，”我心里想，“我知道他事业做得不错，但我没想到他拥有这么一大栋宅子。”我止住惊叹，止住推测和臆想，走到门前，按了门铃。一位仆人打开门。我告诉他我是谁。他帮我脱下淋湿的斗篷，接过手提包，把我带到一个布置得像书房的房间里，屋内炉火很旺，桌上烛火通明。他告诉我他家主人还未从X镇市场上回来，但是他肯定在半小时内就能到家。

Being left to myself, I took the stuffed easy-chair, covered with red morocco, which stood by the fireside, and while my eyes watched the flames dart from the glowing coals, and the cinders fall at intervals on the hearth, my mind busied itself in conjectures concerning the meeting about to take place. Amidst much that was doubtful in the subject of these conjectures, there was one thing tolerably certain—I was in no danger of encountering severe disappointment; from this the moderation of my expectations guaranteed me. I anticipated no overflowings of fraternal tenderness. Edward's letters had always been such as to prevent the engendering or harbouring of delusions of this sort. Still, as I sat awaiting his arrival, I felt eager—very eager. I cannot tell you why. My hand, so utterly a stranger to the grasp of a kindred hand, clenched itself to repress the tremor with which impatience would fain have shaken it.

房间里只剩我一人了，我坐在炉边包着红色山羊皮的软软的安乐椅上，望着火焰从炽热的煤里喷出，煤渣间或掉到炉边，满脑猜想着即将到来的会面场景。在众多猜疑中，唯有一点差不多可以肯定——我绝不会太失望，因为我本不抱太大的期望。我对兄弟间的情谊也并没期望太多。爱德华以往的来信早已打消了我此类的幻想。虽然如此，当我坐在那里等他回来时，我仍然很期待——迫不及待。不知道我为什么这样。我从未与这位同胞兄弟握过手，我握紧拳头，压制住心中的激动与焦躁，要不然我的手一定会抖个不停。

I thought of my uncles; and as I was engaged in wondering whether Edward's indifference would equal the cold disdain I had always experienced from them, I heard the avenue gates open. Wheels approached the house—Mr. Crimsworth was arrived; and after the lapse of some minutes, and a brief dialogue between himself and his servant in the hall, his tread drew near the library door. That tread alone announced the master of the house.

我想到了舅父们，以及从他们那里时常遭受到的冷漠和轻视，正在猜想爱德华是否会和他们一样冷漠时，听到林阴道上的门开了。车轮声渐渐靠近，克利姆斯沃思先生回来了；他和仆人简短谈话后过了几分钟，他拖着脚步靠近书房门口。光听这脚步声就知道他是房子的主人。

I still retained some confused recollection of Edward as he was ten years ago—a tall, wiry, raw youth; now, as I rose from my seat and turned towards the library door, I saw a fine-looking and powerful man, light-complexioned, well-made, and of athletic proportions. The first glance made me aware of an air of promptitude and sharpness, shown as well in his movements as in his port, his eye, and the general expression of his face. He greeted me with brevity, and, in the moment of shaking hands, scanned me from head to foot. He took his seat in the morocco-covered arm-chair, and motioned me to another seat.

我对爱德华的模糊印象仍然停留在十年前——一个瘦高结实、甚是粗犷的青年；现在，当我从椅子上站起来朝书房门口走去时，我看到的是一位俊美强壮的男子，皮肤白皙，身材均匀，有着运动健将的体格。一眼看得出他是个机敏果决的人，这从他的行为举止、眼神、及整体面部表情上可以体现出来。他简单地同我攀谈了几句，在和我握手的同时从头到脚审视了我一番。他坐在羊皮安乐椅上，让我坐到另一张椅子上。

"I expected you would have called at the counting-house in the Close," said he; and his voice, I noticed, had an abrupt accent, probably habitual to him. He spoke also with a guttural northern tone, which sounded harsh in my ears, accustomed to the silvery utterance of the south.

他说：“我以为你会到大院的账房找我。”我注意到了他说话时生硬的口气，或许他习惯这样了吧。他说话时带有喉音很重的北方口音，对于已经习惯南方清脆口音的我来说听起来十分刺耳。

"The landlord of the inn where the coach stopped directed me here," said I. "I doubted at first the accuracy of his information, not being aware that you had such a residence as this." “马车停靠的旅馆老板告诉我你的住所。”我回答说，“起初，我怀疑他提供的信息准确度，我没想到你有这么像样的房子。”

"Oh, it is all right!" he replied, "only I was kept half an hour behind time, waiting for you; that is all. I thought you must be coming by the eight o'clock coach." “哦，没关系！”他回答道，“我只是因为等你晚回来了半小时；没什么。我以为你肯定是搭八点钟的马车来。”

I expressed regret that he had had to wait. He made no answer, but stirred the fire, as if to cover a movement of impatience; then he scanned me again.

我对他的等待表示了歉意。他没有回答，倒是拨弄起炉里的火来，好像要掩饰不耐烦的举止；接着，他又打量了我一番。

I felt an inward satisfaction that I had not, in the first moment of meeting, betrayed any warmth, any enthusiasm, that I had saluted this man with a quiet and steady phlegm.

我心里暗自感到满意，在这次会面的开始我没有流露出任何热情和亲切，而是平静而镇定地问候着他。

"Have you quite broken with Tynedale and Seacombe?" he asked hastily.“你已经和泰尼德尔和西科姆彻底决裂了？”他迫不及待地问我。

"I do not think I shall have any further communication with them. My refusal of their proposals will, I fancy, operate as a barrier against all future intercourse." “我想我不会再和他们来往了。我拒绝了他们的建议，我想，这将成为以后所有交往的障碍了。”

"Why," said he, "I may as well remind you at the very outset of our connection that 'no man can serve two masters.' Acquaintance with Lord Tynedale will be incompatible with assistance from me." There was a kind of gratuitous menace in his eye as he looked at me in finishing this observation.“这样啊，”他说道，“我最好把丑话先说在前头了，‘一人不事二主’。你要是和泰尼德尔勋爵往来就别指望我帮你。”他说完这些话时，用莫名的恐吓的目光盯着我看。

Feeling no disposition to reply to him, I contented myself with an inward speculation on the differences which exist in the constitution of men's minds. I do not know what inference Mr. Crimsworth drew from my silence—whether he considered it a symptom of contumacity, or an evidence of my being cowed by his peremptory manner. After a long and hard stare at me, he rose sharply from his seat.

我不想回答他的话，心里暗自推想着人的大脑构造的区别，以此为乐。不知道克利姆斯沃思先生从我的沉默中推断出了什么——也许是桀骜的征兆，或是他相信我被他的专横举止吓住了。他冷冷地盯了我好一会儿之后，一下子站了起来。

"To-morrow," said he, "I shall call your attention to some other points; but now it is supper-time, and Mrs. Crimsworth is probably waiting. Will you come?” “明天，”他说，“我有几点需要你注意；现在已经是晚饭时间了，克利斯沃思太太也许正等着呢。你来吗？”

He strode from the room, and I followed. In crossing the hall, I wondered what Mrs. Crimsworth might be. "Is she," thought I, "as alien to what I like as Tynedale, Seacombe, the Misses Seacombe, as the affectionate relative now striding before me, or is she better than these? Shall I, in conversing with her, feel free to show something of my real nature, or—” Further conjectures were arrested by my entrance into the dining-room.

他大步走出房间，我紧随其后。穿过大厅时，我在想克利姆斯沃思太太会是什么样子的。我心里想，“她像泰尼德尔、西科姆和西科姆女儿们，以及这位大摇大摆走在我前面亲爱的哥哥那样与我的所好大相径庭呢，还是要比这些人好？我能和她自由自在地交谈，展现自己的真性情吗？还是——”我还没来得及多想，餐厅就到了。

A lamp, burning under a shade of ground-glass, showed a handsome apartment, wainscoted with oak. Supper was laid on the table. By the fireplace, standing as if waiting our entrance, appeared a lady. She was young, tall, and well-shaped; her dress was handsome and fashionable. So much my first glance sufficed to ascertain. A gay salutation passed between her and Mr. Crimsworth. She chid him, half playfully, half poutingly, for being late. Her voice (I always take voices into the account in judging of character) was lively; it indicated, I thought, good animal spirits. Mr. Crimsworth soon checked her animated scolding with a kiss—a kiss that still told of the bridegroom (they had not yet been married a year). She took her seat at the supper-table in first-rate spirits. Perceiving line, she begged my pardon for not noticing me before, and then shook hands with me, as ladies do when a flow of good-humour disposes them to be cheerful to all even the most indifferent of their acquaintance. It was now further obvious to me that she had a good complexion, and features sufficiently marked but agreeable; her hair was red—quite red. She and Edward talked much, always in a vein of playful contention. She was vexed, or pretended to be vexed, that he had that day driven a vicious horse in the gig, and he made light of her fears. Sometimes she appealed to me.

一盏灯点亮着，被罩在毛玻璃罩内，屋内四壁用橡木装饰，灯光下餐厅显得很是美观。晚餐摆置在桌上。壁炉边站着一位太太，仿佛在等我们的来临。她很年轻，身材高挑，体态匀称；衣着大方、时髦。一眼看过去只能看到这些。她和克利姆斯沃思先生愉快地互致了问候。她半开玩笑半责备式地数落他回来晚了。她的声音（我总爱拿声音来评判一个人的性格）活泼；我想，这表明她脾气不错。克利姆斯沃思先生给了她一个亲吻回应了她那甜蜜的责备——那个亲吻仍然充满着新郎的柔情蜜意（他们结婚还未满一年）。她满心欢喜坐到餐桌前。这时她注意到了我的存在。她对她刚才没注意到我表示了歉意，然后同我握了握手，就像女士们那样，高兴的时候对谁都热情，即使是熟人中最不在意的人也那样。我这才看清楚，她肤色健康，轮廓清晰，十分协调；她的头发是红色的——很红。她和爱德华不时交谈，总是开玩笑般地在争辩。他谈到那天他乘坐一匹烈马拉的双轮马车，还取笑她胆小时，她生气了，或许是假装生气。偶尔，她也和我搭几句话。

"Now, Mr. William, isn't it absurd in Edward to talk so? He says he will drive Jack, and no other horse, and the brute has thrown him twice already." “威廉先生，爱德华这么讲话是不是很荒谬？他说他要套杰克，不要其他的马，可那畜生都摔过他两回了。”

She spoke with a kind of lisp, not disagreeable, but childish. I soon saw also that there was more than girlish—a somewhat infantine expression in her by no means small features. This lisp and expression were, I have no doubt, a charm in Edward's eyes, and would be so to those of most men, but they were not to mine. I sought her eye, desirous to read there the intelligence which I could not discern in her face or hear in her conversation. It was merry, rather small. By turns I saw vivacity, vanity, coquetry, look out through its irid, but I watched in vain for a glimpse of soul. I am no oriental. Mite necks, carmine lips and cheeks, clusters of bright curls, do not suffice for me without that Promethean spark which will live after the roses and lilies are faded, the burnished hair grown gray. In sunshine, in prosperity, the flowers are very well; but how many wet days are there in life—November seasons of disaster, when a man's hearth and home would be cold indeed without the clear, cheering gleam of intellect!

她说话的时候有点咬舌头，但不会令人不舒服，只是有点孩子气。很快我又发现，在她那一点也不娇小的五官上有着一种更甚于孩子气——应该说是很稚嫩的表情。我敢肯定，她的舌音和表情在爱德华眼里很有吸引力，而且对大多数男人来说也是如此，但我却不这么认为。我注视着她的眼睛，极力想从中找出未能从她脸上或谈话中找寻到的智慧。她的眼睛尽管很小，但给人愉悦的感觉。我从她那眼波里时而看到生气，时而看到虚荣，时而看到妩媚，但怎么样也见不到灵魂。我毕竟不是东方人。她没有像普罗米修斯般的火焰，在花朵凋谢、头发变灰白之后还会燃烧，细颈、樱唇、红颊以及缕缕光泽闪耀的卷发都不足以吸引我。花朵在阳光下，在盛开的季节里是美丽的；但是人生总会有许多雨天——灾难的十一月总会来临，这就好比一个男人的炉膛和家如果没有明亮欢快的智慧之光，会变得冷冰冰。

Having perused the fair page of Mrs. Crimsworth's face, a deep, involuntary sigh announced my disappointment. She took it as a homage to her beauty, and Edward, who was evidently proud of his rich and handsome young wife, threw on me a glance, half ridicule, half ire.

仔细看过克利姆斯沃思太太的脸之后，我失望得不由自主地深叹了口气。她以为我的叹息是为她的美貌所惊叹，而爱德华，他显然是为有这么有钱又漂亮年轻的太太引以为豪，半讥半怒地瞅了我一眼。

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