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I did so, not at first aware what was his intention.
我照他的話做了，起初并不知道他的用意。
But when I saw him lift and poise the book and stand in act to hurl it,
但是他把書舉起，拿穩(wěn)當(dāng)了，立起身來擺出要扔過來的架勢時(shí)，
I instinctively started aside with a cry of alarm. Not soon enough, however.
我一聲驚叫，本能地往旁邊一閃。可是晚了。
The volume was flung, it hit me, and I fell, striking my head against the door and cutting it.
那本書己經(jīng)扔過來，正好打中了我，我應(yīng)聲倒下，腦袋撞在門上，碰出口子來了。
The cut bled, the pain was sharp.
碰出了血來，疼痛難忍。
My terror had passed its climax; other feelings succeeded.
我的恐懼心理已經(jīng)越過了極限，被其他情感所代替。
'Wicked and cruel boy!' I said.
“你是個(gè)惡毒殘暴的孩子！”我說。
'You are like a murderer- you are like a slave-driver- you are like the Roman emperors!'
“你像個(gè)殺人犯—你是個(gè)奴隸監(jiān)工—你像羅馬皇帝！”
I had read Goldsmith's History of Rome, and had formed my opinion of Nero, Caligula, etc.
我讀過哥爾斯密的《羅馬史》，時(shí)尼祿、卡利古拉等人物已有自己的看法。
Also I had drawn parallels in silence, which I never thought thus to have declared aloud.
并暗暗作過類比，但決沒有想到會如此大聲地說出口來。
'What! what!' he cried.
“什么！什么！”他大叫大嚷。
'Did she say that to me? Did you hear her, Eliza and Georgiana?
“那是她說的嗎？伊麗莎、喬治亞娜，你們可聽見她說了？
Won't I tell mama? But first...'
我會不去告訴媽媽嗎？不過我得先...”
He ran headlong at me.
他向我直沖過來。
I felt him grasp my hair and my shoulder.
我只覺得他抓住了我的頭發(fā)和肩膀。
he had closed with a desperate thing.
他跟一個(gè)拼老命的家伙扭打在一起了。
I really saw in him a tyrant, a murderer.
我發(fā)現(xiàn)他真是個(gè)暴君，是個(gè)殺人犯。
I felt a drop or two of blood from my head trickle down my neck, and was sensible of somewhat pungent suffering.
我覺得一兩滴血從頭上順著脖子淌下來，感到一陣熱辣辣的劇痛。
These sensations for the time predominated over fear, and I received him in frantic sort.
這些感覺一時(shí)占了上風(fēng)，我不再畏懼，而發(fā)瘋似地同他對打起來。
I don't very well know what I did with my hands, but he called me 'Rat! Rat!' and bellowed out aloud.
我不太清楚自己的雙手到底干了什么，只聽得他罵我“耗子！耗子！”一面殺豬似地嚎叫著。
Aid was near him.
他的幫手近在咫尺。
Eliza and Georgiana had run for Mrs. Reed, who was gone upstairs.
伊麗莎和喬治亞娜早已跑出去討救兵，里德太太上了樓梯。
She now came upon the scene, followed by Bessie and her maid Abbot.
她來到現(xiàn)場，后面跟隨著貝茜和女傭艾博特。
We were parted.
她們我們拉開了。
I heard the words: 'Dear! dear! What a fury to fly at Master John!'
我只聽見她們說：“哎呀！哎呀！這么大的氣出在約翰少爺身上！”
'Did ever anybody see such a picture of passion!'
“誰見過那么火冒三丈的！”
Then Mrs. Reed subjoined: 'Take her away to the red-room, and lock her in there.'
隨后里德太太補(bǔ)充說：“帶她到紅房子里去，關(guān)起來。”
Four hands were immediately laid upon me, and I was borne upstairs.
于是馬上就有兩雙手按住了我，把我推上樓去。
