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"She sucked the blood. She said she'd drain my heart," said Mason.
“她吸了血，她說要把我的心吸干，”梅森說。
I saw Mr. Rochester shudder. A singularly marked expression of disgust, horror, hatred, warped his countenance almost to distortion.
我看見羅切斯特先生打了個哆嗦。那種極其明顯的厭惡、恐懼和痛恨的表情，使他的臉扭曲得變了形。
But he only said:"Come, be silent, Richard, and never mind her gibberish: don't repeat it."
不過他只說：“來吧，不要作聲，理查德，別在乎她的廢話。不要嘮叨了。”
"I wish I could forget it," was the answer.“但愿我能忘掉它，”對方回答。
You will when you are out of the country. When you get back to Spanish Town, you may think of her as dead and buried, or rather, you need not think of her at all.
你一出這個國家就會忘掉。等你回到了西班牙城你就算她已經死了，給埋了，或者你壓根兒就不必去想她了。
Impossible to forget this night!
怎么也忘不了今天晚上！
It is not impossible. Have some energy, man. You thought you were as dead as a herring two hours since, and you are all alive and talking now. There! Carter has done with you or nearly so. I'll make you decent in a trice.
不會忘不了。老兄，振作起來吧。兩小時之前你還說你像條死魚那樣沒命了，而你卻仍舊活得好好的，現在還在說話。行啦！卡特已經包扎好啦，或者差不多了。一會兒我就讓你打扮得整整齊齊。
Jane (he turned to me for the first time since his re-entrance) , take this key: go down into my bedroom, and walk straight forward into my dressing-room, open the top drawer of the wardrobe and take out a clean shirt and neck-handkerchief. Bring them here, and be nimble.
簡（他再次進門后還是第一回同我說話），把這把鑰匙拿著，下樓到我的臥室去，一直走進梳妝室，打開衣柜頂端的抽屜，取件干凈的襯衫和一條圍巾，拿到這里來，動作利索些。
I went, sought the repository he had mentioned, found the articles named, and returned with them.
我去了，找到了他說的衣柜，翻出了他指名要的東西，帶著它們回來了。
"Now," said he, "go to the other side of the bed while I order his toilet, but don't leave the room. You may be wanted again."
“行啦，”他說，“我要替他梳裝打扮了，你到床那邊去，不過別離開房間。也許還需要你。”
I retired as directed.
我按他的吩咐退避了。
