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October, November, December passed away.
十月、十一月和十二月過去了。
One afternoon in January, Mrs. Fairfax had begged a holiday for Adèle, because she had a cold;
第二年一月的某個下午，因為阿黛勒得了感冒，費爾法克斯太太為她來向我告假。
And, as Adèle seconded the request with an ardour that reminded me how precious occasional holidays had been to me in my own childhood,
黛勒表示熱烈附加，這使我想起自己的童年時代，偶爾的假日顯得有多可貴。
I accorded it, deeming that I did well in showing pliability on the point.
阿于是便同意了，還認為自己在這點上做得很有靈活性。
It was a fine, calm day, though very cold.
這是一個十分寒冷卻很寧靜的好天。
I was tired of sitting still in the library through a whole long morning.
我討厭靜坐書房，消磨整個長長的下午。
Mrs. Fairfax had just written a letter which was waiting to be posted,
費爾法克斯太太剛寫好了一封信，等著去郵奇。
so I put on my bonnet and cloak and volunteered to carry it to Hay.
于是我戴好帽子，披了斗篷，自告奮勇把信送到海鎮去。
The distance, two miles, would be a pleasant winter afternoon walk.
冬昌下午步行兩英里路，不失為一件快事。
Having seen Adèle comfortably seated in her little chair by Mrs. Fairfax's parlour fireside,
我看到阿戴勒舒舒服服地坐在費爾法克斯太太的客廳爐火邊的小椅子上，
and given her her best wax doll (which I usually kept enveloped in silver paper in a drawer) to play with, and a story-book for change of amusement.
給了她最好的蠟制娃娃（平時我用錫紙包好放在抽屜里）玩，還給了一本故事書換換口味。
And having replied to her "Revenez bientot, ma bonne amie, ma chere Mdlle. Jeannette," with a kiss I set out.
聽她說了“親愛的簡，我剛回來不久”后，我吻了她一下，算是對她的回答，隨后便出發了。
The ground was hard, the air was still, my road was lonely.
地面堅硬，空氣沉靜，路溝寂寞。
I walked fast till I got warm, and then I walked slowly to enjoy and analyse the species of pleasure brooding for me in the hour and situation.
我走得很快，直到渾身暖和起來才放慢腳步，欣賞和品味此時此景蘊蓄著的種種歡樂。
It was three o' clock. The church bell tolled as I passed under the belfry.
時候是三點，我經過鐘樓時，教堂的鐘正好敲響。
The charm of the hour lay in its approaching dimness, in the low-gliding and pale-beaming sun.
這一時刻的魅力，在于天色漸暗，落日低垂，陽光慘淡。
I was a mile from Thornfield, in a lane noted for wild roses in summer, for nuts and blackberries in autumn,
我走在離桑菲爾德一英里的一條小路上。夏天，這里野攻瑰盛開；秋天，堅果與黑草莓累累，
and even now possessing a few coral treasures in hips and haws,
就是現在，也還留著珊瑚色珍寶般的薔薇果和山楂果。
but whose best winter delight lay in its utter solitude and leafless repose.
但冬日最大的愉悅，卻在于極度的幽靜和光禿禿的樹木所透出的安寧。
If a breath of air stirred, it made no sound here.
微風吹來，在這里聽不見聲息。
For there was not a holly, not an evergreen to rustle,
因為沒有一枝冬青，沒有一棵常綠樹，可以發出婆娑之聲。
and the stripped hawthorn and hazel bushes were as still as the white, worn stones which causewayed the middle of the path.
片葉無存的山楂和榛灌木、像小徑中間磨損了的白石那樣寂靜無聲。
Far and wide, on each side, there were only fields, where no cattle now browsed;
小路兩旁。遠近只有田野，卻不見吃草的牛群。
And the little brown birds, which stirred occasionally in the hedge, looked like single russet leaves that had forgotten to drop.
偶爾撥弄著樹籬的黃褐色小鳥，看上去像是忘記掉落的零星枯葉。
