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Though I had now extinguished my candle and was laid down in bed,
雖然我已經滅了蠟燭，躺在床上，
I could not sleep for thinking of his look when he paused in the avenue,
但一想起他在林蔭道上停下步來時的神色，我便無法入睡。
and told how his destiny had risen up before him, and dared him to be happy at Thornfield.
那時他說命運之神已出現在他面前，并且問他敢不敢在桑菲爾德獲得幸福。
"Why not?" I asked myself.
"為什么不敢呢，"我問自己。
What alienates him from the house?
是什么使他與府樓疏遠了呢？
Will he leave it again soon?
他會馬上再次離開嗎？
Mrs. Fairfax said he seldom stayed here longer than a fortnight at a time.
費爾法克斯太太說，他一次所呆的時間，難得超過兩周。
And he has now been resident eight weeks.
而現在他己經住了八周了。
If he does go, the change will be doleful.
要是他真的走了，所引起的變化會令人悲哀。
Suppose he should be absent spring, summer, and autumn, how joyless sunshine and fine days will seem!
設想他春、夏、秋三季都不在，那風和日麗的好日子會顯得多沒有勁！
I hardly know whether I had slept or not after this musing.
我幾乎不知道這番沉思之后是否睡著過。
At any rate, I started wide awake on hearing a vague murmur,
總之我一聽到含糊的喃喃聲之后，便完全驚醒過來了。
peculiar and lugubrious, which sounded, I thought, just above me.
那聲音古怪而悲哀，我想就是從我房間的樓上傳出來的。
I wished I had kept my candle burning.
要是我仍舊點著蠟燭該多好。
The night was drearily dark.
夜黑得可怕。
My spirits were depressed.
而我情緒低沉。
I rose and sat up in bed, listening. The sound was hushed.
我于是爬起來坐在床上，靜聽著。那聲音又消失了。
I tried again to sleep, but my heart beat anxiously:
我竭力想再睡，但我的心卻焦急不安地蹦蹦亂跳。
My inward tranquillity was broken.
我內心的平靜給打破了。
The clock, far down in the hall, struck two.
遠在樓底下的大廳里，時鐘敲響了兩點。
Just then it seemed my chamber-door was touched;
就在那時，我的房門似乎被碰了一下。
As if fingers had swept the panels in groping a way along the dark gallery outside.
仿佛有人摸黑走過外面的走廊時，手指擦過嵌板一樣。
I said, "Who is there?" Nothing answered. I was chilled with fear.
我問，"誰在那里？"沒有回答。我嚇得渾身冰涼。
All at once I remembered that it might be Pilot, who, when the kitchen-door chanced to be left open,
我驀地想起這可能是派洛特，廚房門偶爾開著的時候，
not unfrequently found his way up to the threshold of Mr. Rochester's chamber.
它常常會設法來到羅切斯特先生臥室的門口。
