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Oh! I could not forget his look and his paleness when he whispered: "Jane, I have got a blow. I have got a blow, Jane."
呵，當他向我低聲耳語：“簡，我遭到了打擊。我遭到了打擊，簡，”我決不會忘記他的表情和蒼白的臉色，
I could not forget how the arm had trembled which he rested on my shoulder.
我也不會忘記他的胳膊靠在我肩上時，是怎樣地顫抖的。
And it was no light matter which could thus bow the resolute spirit and thrill the vigorous frame of Fairfax Rochester.
使費爾法克斯·羅切斯特堅毅的精神折服，使他強健的體魄哆嗦的，決不是一件小事。
"When will he come? When will he come?" I cried inwardly, as the night lingered and lingered —
“他什么時候來呢？他什么時候來呢？”我內心呼喊著，夜遲遲不去 —
as my bleeding patient drooped, moaned, sickened. And neither day nor aid arrived.
我這位流著血的病人精神萎頓，又是呻吟，又想嘔吐。而白晝和支援都沒有來臨。
I had, again and again, held the water to Mason's white lips, again and again offered him the stimulating salts.
我已經一次次把水端到梅森蒼白的嘴邊，一次次把刺激性的嗅鹽遞給他。
My efforts seemed ineffectual.
我的努力似乎并沒有奏效。
Either bodily or mental suffering, or loss of blood, or all three combined, were fast prostrating his strength.
肉體的痛苦，抑或精神的痛楚，抑或失血，抑或三者兼而有之，使他的精力衰竭了。
He moaned so, and looked so weak, wild, and lost, I feared he was dying, and I might not even speak to him.
他如此嗚咽著，看上去那么衰弱、狂亂和絕望，我擔心他要死了，而我也許甚至同他連話都沒有說過。
The candle, wasted at last, went out.
蠟燭終于耗盡，熄滅了。
As it expired, I perceived streaks of grey light edging the window curtains.
燈滅之后，我看到窗簾邊緣一縷縷灰色的微光。
Dawn was then approaching.黎明正漸漸到來。
Presently I heard Pilot bark far below, out of his distant kennel in the courtyard.
不久我聽到派洛特在底下院子里遠遠的狗窩外吠叫著。
Hope revived. Nor was it unwarranted:
希望復活了，而且有了保證。
In five minutes more the grating key, the yielding lock, warned me my watch was relieved.
五分鐘后，鑰匙喀喀一響，鎖一開動便預示著我的守護工作解除了。
It could not have lasted more than two hours. Many a week has seemed shorter.
前后沒有超過兩小時。但似乎比幾個星期還長。
