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Open your lips — agitate yourself — and I'll not answer for the consequences.
譬如說(shuō)張開(kāi)嘴 — 讓自己激動(dòng)起來(lái) — 那我就概不負(fù)責(zé)了。
Again the poor man groaned. He looked as if he dared not move.
這個(gè)可憐的男人哼了起來(lái)。他看上去好像不敢輕舉妄動(dòng)。
Fear, either of death or of something else, appeared almost to paralyse him.
怕死，或者害怕別的什么東西，似乎差不多使他僵硬了。
Mr. Rochester put the now bloody sponge into my hand, and I proceeded to use it as he had done.
羅切斯特先生這這時(shí)已浸染了血的海綿放進(jìn)我手里，我就照他那樣使用起來(lái)。
He watched me a second, then saying, "Remember! No conversation," He left the room.
他看了我一會(huì)兒，隨后說(shuō)，"記住！別說(shuō)話！"他便離開(kāi)了房間。
I experienced a strange feeling as the key grated in the lock, and the sound of his retreating step ceased to be heard.
鑰匙在鎖孔喀喀響起，他遠(yuǎn)去的腳步聲聽(tīng)不到時(shí)，我體會(huì)到了一種奇怪的感覺(jué)。
Here then I was in the third storey, fastened into one of its mystic cells.
結(jié)果我就在這里三層樓上了，被鎖進(jìn)了一個(gè)神秘的小房間。
Night around me. A pale and bloody spectacle under my eyes and hands.
我的周圍是暗夜。我的眼皮底下和手下，是白煞煞血淋淋的景象。
A murderess hardly separated from me by a single door. Yes — that was appalling — the rest I could bear.
一個(gè)女謀殺犯與我?guī)缀踔挥幸婚T之隔。是的。那令人膽顫心驚—其余的倒還可以忍受。
But I shuddered at the thought of Grace Poole bursting out upon me. I must keep to my post, however.
但是我一想到格雷斯·普爾會(huì)向我撲來(lái)，便渾身直打哆嗦了。然而我得堅(jiān)守崗位。
I must watch this ghastly countenance — these blue, still lips forbidden to unclose — these eyes now shut, now opening,
我得看著這鬼一樣的面孔——看著這色如死灰、一動(dòng)不動(dòng)，不許張開(kāi)的嘴唇——看著這雙時(shí)閉時(shí)開(kāi)，
now wandering through the room, now fixing on me, and ever glazed with the dulness of horror.
時(shí)而在房間里轉(zhuǎn)來(lái)轉(zhuǎn)去，時(shí)而盯著我，嚇得總是呆滯無(wú)光的眼睛。
I must dip my hand again and again in the basin of blood and water, and wipe away the trickling gore.
我得把手一次次浸入那盆血水里，擦去淌下的鮮血。
I must see the light of the unsnuffed candle wane on my employment.
我得在忙碌中眼看著沒(méi)有剪過(guò)燭蕊的燭光漸漸暗淡下去。
