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"Only a few moments, Grace: you must allow me a few moments."
“只呆一會兒，格雷斯。你得讓我呆一會兒。”
"Take care then, sir! -- for God's sake, take care!"
“那么當心點，先生！看在上帝面上，當心！”
The maniac bellowed: she parted her shaggy locks from her visage, and gazed wildly at her visitors.
這瘋子咆哮著，把她亂蓬蓬的頭發(fā)從臉上撩開，兇狠地盯著來訪者。
I recognised well that purple face, those bloated features. Mrs. Poole advanced.
我完全記得那發(fā)紫的臉膛，腫脹的五言。普爾太太走上前來。
"Keep out of the way," said Mr. Rochester, thrusting her aside: "she has no knife now, I suppose, and I'm on my guard."
“走開，”羅切斯特先生說著把她推到了一邊。“我想她現(xiàn)在手里沒有刀吧？而且我防備著。”
"One never knows what she has, sir: she is so cunning: it is not in mortal discretion to fathom her craft."
“誰也不知道她手里有什么，先生，她那么狡猾，人再小心也斗不過她的詭計。”
"We had better leave her," whispered Mason.
“我們還是離開她吧。”梅森悄聲說。
"Go to the devil!" was his brother-in-law's recommendation.
“見鬼去吧！”這便是他姐夫的建議。
"'Ware!" cried Grace. The three gentlemen retreated simultaneously.
“小心！”格雷斯大喝一聲。三位先生不約而同地往后退縮。
Mr. Rochester flung me behind him: the lunatic sprang and grappled his throat viciously,
羅切斯特先生把我推到他背后。瘋子猛撲過來，兇惡地卡住他喉嚨，
and laid her teeth to his cheek: they struggled.
往臉上就咬。他們搏斗著。
She was a big woman, in stature almost equalling her husband, and corpulent besides:
她是大個子女人，腰圓膀粗，身材幾乎與她丈夫不相上下。
she showed virile force in the contest -- more than once she almost throttled him, athletic as he was.
廝打時顯露出男性的力量，盡管羅切斯特先生有著運動員的體質，但不止一次險些兒被她悶死。
He could have settled her with a well-planted blow; but he would not strike: he would only wrestle.
他完全可以狠狠一拳將她制服，但他不愿出手，寧愿扭斗。
At last he mastered her arms; Grace Poole gave him a cord, and he pinioned them behind her:
最后他終于按住了她的一雙胳膊。格雷斯遞給他一根繩子，他將她的手反綁起來，
with more rope, which was at hand, he bound her to a chair.
又用身邊的一根繩子將她綁在一把椅子上。
The operation was performed amidst the fiercest yells and the most convulsive plunges.
這一連串動作是在兇神惡煞般地叫喊和猛烈的反撲中完成的。
Mr. Rochester then turned to the spectators: he looked at them with a smile both acrid and desolate.
隨后羅切斯特先生轉向旁觀者，帶著刻毒而凄楚的笑看著他們。
