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"Jane, you understand what I want of you? Just this promise -- 'I will be yours, Mr. Rochester.'"
“簡，你明白我期待你干什么，就只要這么答應一下：‘我將屬于你，羅切斯特先生。’”
"Mr. Rochester, I will not be yours." Another long silence.
“羅切斯特先生，我將不屬于你。”又一次長時間的沉默。
"Jane!" recommenced he, with a gentleness that broke me down with grief, and turned me stone-cold with ominous terror
“簡！”他又開口了，嗓音里透出的溫存使我難過得心碎，也使我懷著不祥的恐怖，變得石頭般冰冷，
for this still voice was the pant of a lion rising
因為這種平靜的聲音是獅子起來時的喘息，
"Jane, do you mean to go one way in the world, and to let me go another?" "I do."
“簡，你的意思是，在世上你走你的路，我走我的路？”“我是這個意思。”
"Jane" (bending towards and embracing me), "do you mean it now?" "I do."
“簡，”（俯下身子擁抱我）“你這會兒還是這個意思嗎？”“是的。”
"And now?" softly kissing my forehead and cheek.
“現在還這樣？”他輕輕地吻了吻我的額頭和臉頰。
"I do," extricating myself from restraint rapidly and completely.
“是的，”我飛快地徹底掙脫了他。
"Oh, Jane, this is bitter! This -- this is wicked. It would not be wicked to love me."
“呵，簡，這太狠心了！這--這很不道德，但愛我并不算不道德。”
"It would to obey you."
“照你的話辦會不道德。”
