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Jane Eyre-第11章

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; i looked about me。 rain; wind; and darkness filled the air; nevertheless; i dimly discerned a wall before me and a door open in it; through this door i passed with my new guide: she shut and locked it behind her。 there was now visible a house or houses—for the building spread far—with many windows; and lights burning in some; we went up a broad pebbly path; splashing wet; and were admitted at a door; then the servant led me through a passage into a room with a fire; where she left me alone。

i stood and warmed my numbed fingers over the blaze; then i looked round; there was no candle; but the uncertain light from the hearth showed; by intervals; papered walls; carpet; curtains; shining mahogany furniture: it was a parlour; not so spacious or splendid as the drawing…room at gateshead; but fortable enough。 i was puzzling to make out the subject of a picture on the wall; when the door opened; and an individual carrying a light entered; another followed close behind。

the first was a tall lady with dark hair; dark eyes; and a pale and large forehead; her figure was partly enveloped in a shawl; her countenance was grave; her bearing erect。

“the child is very young to be sent alone;” said she; putting her candle down on the table。 she considered me attentively for a minute or two; then further added—

“she had better be put to bed soon; she looks tired: are you tired?” she asked; placing her hand on my shoulder。

“a little; ma’am。”

“and hungry too; no doubt: let her have some supper before she goes to bed; miss miller。 is this the first time you have left your parents to e to school; my little girl?”

i explained to her that i had no parents。 she inquired how long they had been dead: then how old i was; what was my name; whether i could read; write; and sew a little: then she touched my cheek gently with her forefinger; and saying; “she hoped i should be a good child;” dismissed me along with miss miller。

the lady i had left might be about twenty…nine; the one who went with me appeared some years younger: the first impressed me by her voice; look; and air。 miss miller was more ordinary; ruddy in plexion; though of a careworn countenance; hurried in gait and action; like one who had always a multiplicity of tasks on hand: she looked; indeed; what i afterwards found she really was; an under…teacher。 led by her; i passed from partment to partment; from passage to passage; of a large and irregular building; till; emerging from the total and somewhat dreary silence pervading that portion of the house we had traversed; we came upon the hum of many voices; and presently entered a wide; long room; with great deal tables; two at each end; on each of which burnt a pair of candles; and seated all round on benches; a congregation of girls of every age; from nine or ten to twenty。 seen by the dim light of the dips; their number to me appeared countless; though not in reality exceeding eighty; they were uniformly dressed in brown stuff frocks of quaint fashion; and long holland pinafores。 it was the hour of study; they were engaged in conning over their to… morrow’s task; and the hum i had heard was the bined result of their whispered repetitions。

miss miller signed to me to sit on a bench near the door; then walking up to the top of the long room she cried out—

“monitors; collect the lesson…books and put them away! four tall girls arose from different tables; and going round; gathered the books and removed them。 miss miller again gave the word of mand—

“monitors; fetch the supper…trays!”

the tall girls went out and returned presently; each bearing a tray; with portions of something; i knew not what; arranged thereon; and a pitcher of water and mug in the middle of each tray。 the portions were handed round; those who liked took a draught of the water; the mug being mon to all。 when it came to my turn; i drank; for i was thirsty; but did not touch the food; excitement and fatigue rendering me incapable of eating: i now saw; however; that it was a thin oaten cake shared into fragments。

the meal over; prayers were read by miss miller; and the classes filed off; two and two; upstairs。 overpowered by this time with weariness; i scarcely noticed what sort of a place the bedroom was; except that; like the schoolroom; i saw it was very long。 to…night i was to be miss miller’s bed…fellow; she helped me to undress: when laid down i glanced at the long rows of beds; each of which was quickly filled with two occupants; in ten minutes the single light was extinguished; and amidst silence and plete darkness i fell asleep。

the night passed rapidly。 i was too tired even to dream; i only once awoke to hear the wind rave in furious gusts; and the rain fall in torrents; and to be sensible that miss miller had taken her place by my side。 when i again unclosed my eyes; a loud bell was ringing; the girls were up and dressing; day had not yet begun to dawn; and a rushlight or two burned in the room。 i too rose reluctantly; it was bitter cold; and i dressed as well as i could for shivering; and washed when there was a basin at liberty; which did not occur soon; as there was but one basin to six girls; on the stands down the middle of the room。 again the bell rang: all formed in file; two and two; and in that order descended the stairs and entered the cold and dimly lit schoolroom: here prayers were read by miss miller; afterwards she called out—

“form classes!”

a great tumult succeeded for some minutes; during which miss miller repeatedly exclaimed; “silence!” and “order!” when it subsided; i saw them all drawn up in four semicircles; before four chairs; placed at the four tables; all held books in their hands; and a great book; like a bible; lay on each table; before the vacant seat。 a pause of some seconds succeeded; filled up by the low; vague hum of numbers; miss miller walked from class to class; hushing this indefinite sound。

a distant bell tinkled: immediately three ladies entered the room; each walked to a table and took her seat。 miss miller assumed the fourth vacant chair; which was that nearest the door; and around which the smallest of the children were assembled: to this inferior class i was called; and placed at the bottom of it。

business now began; the day’s collect was repeated; then certain texts of scripture were said; and to these succeeded a protracted reading of chapters in the bible; which lasted an hour。 by the time that exercise was terminated; day had fully dawned。 the indefatigable bell now sounded for the fourth time: the classes were marshalled and marched into another room to breakfast: how glad i was to behold a prospect of getting something to eat! i was now nearly sick from inanition; having taken so little the day before。

the refectory was a great; low…ceiled; gloomy room; on two long tables smoked basins of something hot; which; however; to my dismay; sent forth an odour far from inviting。 i saw a universal manifestation of discontent when the fumes of the repast met the nostrils of those destined to swallow it; from the van of the procession; the tall girls of the first class; rose the whispered words—

“disgusting! the porridge is burnt again!”

“silence!” ejaculated a voice; not that of miss miller; but one of the upper teachers; a little and dark personage; smartly dressed; but of somewhat morose aspect; who installed herself at the top of one table; while a more buxom lady presided at the other。 i looked in vain for her i had first seen the night before; she was not visible: miss miller occupied the foot of the table where i sat; and a strange; foreign…looking; elderly lady; the french teacher; as i afterwards found; took the corresponding seat at the other board。 a long grace was said and a hymn sung; then a servant brought in some tea for the teachers; and the meal began。

ravenous; and now very faint; i devoured a spoonful or two of my portion without thinking of its taste; but the first edge of hunger blunted; i perceived i had got in hand a nauseous mess; burnt porridge is almost as bad as rotten potatoes; famine itself soon sickens over it。 the spoons were moved slowly: i saw each girl taste her food and try to swallow it; but in most cases 
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