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"When once I had pressed the frail shoulder, something new -- a fresh sap and sense -- stole into my frame.
“我一壓那嬌柔的肩膀，某種新的東西--新鮮的活力和意識--悄悄地流進了我的軀體。
It was well I had learnt that this elf must return to me -- that it belonged to my house down below
好在我已知道這個小精靈得回到我身邊--它住在我底下的房子里。
or I could not have felt it pass away from under my hand, and seen it vanish behind the dim hedge, without singular regret.
要不然我會不無遺憾地感到它從我的手底下溜走，消失在暗淡的樹籬中。
I heard you come home that night, Jane, though probably you were not aware that I thought of you or watched for you.
我聽到了你那天晚上回家來，簡，盡管你未必知道我思念你，觀察著你。
The next day I observed you -- myself unseen -- for half-an-hour, while you played with Adèle in the gallery.
第二天你與阿黛勒在走廊上玩的時候，我觀察了你半個小時（沒有暴露我自己）。
It was a snowy day, I recollect, and you could not go out of doors.
我記得這是個下雪天，你們不能到戶外去。
I was in my room; the door was ajar: I could both listen and watch.
我呆在自己的房間里，半開著門。我可以聽，也可以看。
Adèle claimed your outward attention for a while; yet I fancied your thoughts were elsewhere:
一時阿黛勒占據了你外在注意力，但我想象你的心思在別的地方。
but you were very patient with her, my little Jane; you talked to her and amused her a long time.
但你對她非常耐心，我的小簡，你同她交談，逗了她很久。
When at last she left you, you lapsed at once into deep reverie: you betook yourself slowly to pace the gallery.
最后她離開你時，你又立刻陷入了沉思，你開始在走廊上慢慢地踱起步來。
Now and then, in passing a casement, you glanced out at the thick-falling snow;
不時經過窗前，你往外眺望著紛紛揚揚的雪，
you listened to the sobbing wind, and again you paced gently on and dreamed.
傾聽著似泣似訴的風，你又再次輕輕地走著，沉入了遐想。
