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How people feel when they are returning home from an absence, long or short, I did not know:
無論是短期還是長期外出回家的人是什么滋味，我并不知道，
I had never experienced the sensation.
因為我從來沒有這種感受。
I had known what it was to come back to Gateshead when a child after a long walk,
但我知道，小時候走了很遠的路后回到蓋茨黑德府，
to be scolded for looking cold or gloomy;
因為顯得怕冷或情緒低沉而挨罵是什么滋味；
and later, what it was to come back from church to Lowood,
后來，我也知道，從教堂里回到羅沃德，
to long for a plenteous meal and a good fire, and to be unable to get either.
渴望一頓豐盛的飯菜和熊熊的爐火，結(jié)果卻兩者都落空時，又是什么滋味。
Neither of these returnings was very pleasant or desirable:
那幾次歸途并不愉快，也不令人向往，
no magnet drew me to a given point, increasing in its strength of attraction the nearer I came.
因為沒有一種磁力吸引我奔向目標，不是離得越近越具誘人的力量。
The return to Thornfield was yet to be tried.
這次返回桑菲爾德是什么滋味，還有待于體味。
My journey seemed tedious -- very tedious: fifty miles one day, a night spent at an inn; fifty miles the next day.
旅途似乎有些乏味--很乏味：白天走五十英里，晚上投宿于旅店。第二天又走五十英里。
During the first twelve hours I thought of Mrs. Reed in her last moments;
最初十二個小時，我想起了里德太太臨終的時刻。
I saw her disfigured and discoloured face, and heard her strangely altered voice.
我看見了她變了形相、沒有血色的臉，聽見了她出奇地走了樣的聲調(diào)。
I mused on the funeral day, the coffin, the hearse, the black train of tenants and servants
我默默地憶起了出喪的日子，還有棺材、欞車、黑黑的一隊佃戶和傭人，
few was the number of relatives -- the gaping vault, the silent church, the solemn service.
親戚參加的不多--張開的墓穴、寂靜的教堂、莊嚴的儀式。
Then I thought of Eliza and Georgiana;
隨后我想起了伊麗莎和喬治亞娜；
I beheld one the cynosure of a ball-room, the other the inmate of a convent cell;
我看見一個是舞場中的皇后，另一個是修道院陋室的居士。
and I dwelt on and analysed their separate peculiarities of person and character.
我繼續(xù)思索著，分析了她們各自的個性和品格。
The evening arrival at the great town of -- scattered these thoughts;
傍晚時抵達某個大城鎮(zhèn)，驅(qū)散了這些想法；
night gave them quite another turn: laid down on my traveller's bed, I left reminiscence for anticipation.
夜間，我的思緒轉(zhuǎn)了向：我躺在這遠游者的床榻上，撇開回憶，開始了對未來的向往。
