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Jane Eyre-第23章

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w; and then retired to my own room; and there spent in solitude the greatest part of the half…holiday granted in honour of the occasion。

i walked about the chamber most of the time。 i imagined myself only to be regretting my loss; and thinking how to repair it; but when my reflections were concluded; and i looked up and found that the afternoon was gone; and evening far advanced; another discovery dawned on me; namely; that in the interval i had undergone a transforming process; that my mind had put off all it had borrowed of miss temple—or rather that she had taken with her the serene atmosphere i had been breathing in her vicinity—and that now i was left in my natural element; and beginning to feel the stirring of old emotions。 it did not seem as if a prop were withdrawn; but rather as if a motive were gone: it was not the power to be tranquil which had failed me; but the reason for tranquillity was no more。 my world had for some years been in lowood: my experience had been of its rules and systems; now i remembered that the real world was wide; and that a varied field of hopes and fears; of sensations and excitements; awaited those who had courage to go forth into its expanse; to seek real knowledge of life amidst its perils。

i went to my window; opened it; and looked out。 there were the two wings of the building; there was the garden; there were the skirts of lowood; there was the hilly horizon。 my eye passed all other objects to rest on those most remote; the blue peaks; it was those i longed to surmount; all within their boundary of rock and heath seemed prison…ground; exile limits。 i traced the white road winding round the base of one mountain; and vanishing in a gorge between two; how i longed to follow it farther! i recalled the time when i had travelled that very road in a coach; i remembered descending that hill at twilight; an age seemed to have elapsed since the day which brought me first to lowood; and i had never quitted it since。 my vacations had all been spent at school: mrs。 reed had never sent for me to gateshead; neither she nor any of her family had ever been to visit me。 i had had no munication by letter or message with the outer world: school…rules; school…duties; school…habits and notions; and voices; and faces; and phrases; and costumes; and preferences; and antipathies—such was what i knew of existence。 and now i felt that it was not enough; i tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon。 i desired liberty; for liberty i gasped; for liberty i uttered a prayer; it seemed scattered on the wind then faintly blowing。 i abandoned it and framed a humbler supplication; for change; stimulus: that petition; too; seemed swept off into vague space: “then;” i cried; half desperate; “grant me at least a new servitude!”

here a bell; ringing the hour of supper; called me downstairs。

i was not free to resume the interrupted chain of my reflections till bedtime: even then a teacher who occupied the same room with me kept me from the subject to which i longed to recur; by a prolonged effusion of small talk。 how i wished sleep would silence her。 it seemed as if; could i but go back to the idea which had last entered my mind as i stood at the window; some inventive suggestion would rise for my relief。

miss gryce snored at last; she was a heavy welshwoman; and till now her habitual nasal strains had never been regarded by me in any other light than as a nuisance; to…night i hailed the first deep notes with satisfaction; i was debarrassed of interruption; my half… effaced thought instantly revived。

“a new servitude! there is something in that;” i soliloquised (mentally; be it understood; i did not talk aloud); “i know there is; because it does not sound too sweet; it is not like such words as liberty; excitement; enjoyment: delightful sounds truly; but no more than sounds for me; and so hollow and fleeting that it is mere waste of time to listen to them。 but servitude! that must be matter of fact。 any one may serve: i have served here eight years; now all i want is to serve elsewhere。 can i not get so much of my own will? is not the thing feasible? yes—yes—the end is not so difficult; if i had only a brain active enough to ferret out the means of attaining it。”

i sat up in bed by way of arousing this said brain: it was a chilly night; i covered my shoulders with a shawl; and then i proceeded to think again with all my might。

“what do i want? a new place; in a new house; amongst new faces; under new circumstances: i want this because it is of no use wanting anything better。 how do people do to get a new place? they apply to friends; i suppose: i have no friends。 there are many others who have no friends; who must look about for themselves and be their own helpers; and what is their resource?”

i could not tell: nothing answered me; i then ordered my brain to find a response; and quickly。 it worked and worked faster: i felt the pulses throb in my head and temples; but for nearly an hour it worked in chaos; and no result came of its efforts。 feverish with vain labour; i got up and took a turn in the room; undrew the curtain; noted a star or two; shivered with cold; and again crept to bed。

a kind fairy; in my absence; had surely dropped the required suggestion on my pillow; for as i lay down; it came quietly and naturally to my mind。—“those who want situations advertise; you must advertise in the—shire herald。”

“how? i know nothing about advertising。”

replies rose smooth and prompt now:—

“you must enclose the advertisement and the money to pay for it under a cover directed to the editor of the herald; you must put it; the first opportunity you have; into the post at lowton; answers must be addressed to j。e。; at the post…office there; you can go and inquire in about a week after you send your letter; if any are e; and act accordingly。”

this scheme i went over twice; thrice; it was then digested in my mind; i had it in a clear practical form: i felt satisfied; and fell asleep。

with earliest day; i was up: i had my advertisement written; enclosed; and directed before the bell rang to rouse the school; it ran thus:—

“a young lady accustomed to tuition” (had i not been a teacher two years?) “is desirous of meeting with a situation in a private family where the children are under fourteen (i thought that as i was barely eighteen; it would not do to undertake the guidance of pupils nearer my own age)。 she is qualified to teach the usual branches of a good english education; together with french; drawing; and music” (in those days; reader; this now narrow catalogue of acplishments; would have been held tolerably prehensive)。 “address; j。e。; post…office; lowton;—shire。”

this document remained locked in my drawer all day: after tea; i asked leave of the new superintendent to go to lowton; in order to perform some small missions for myself and one or two of my fellow…teachers; permission was readily granted; i went。 it was a walk of two miles; and the evening was wet; but the days were still long; i visited a shop or two; slipped the letter into the post… office; and came back through heavy rain; with streaming garments; but with a relieved heart。

the succeeding week seemed long: it came to an end at last; however; like all sublunary things; and once more; towards the close of a pleasant autumn day; i found myself afoot on the road to lowton。 a picturesque track it was; by the way; lying along the side of the beck and through the sweetest curves of the dale: but that day i thought more of the letters; that might or might not be awaiting me at the little burgh whither i was bound; than of the charms of lea and water。

my ostensible errand on this occasion was to get measured for a pair of shoes; so i discharged that business first; and when it was done; i stepped across the clean and quiet little street from the shoemaker’s to the post…office: it was kept by an old dame; who wore horn spectacles on her nose; and black mittens on her hands。

“are there any letters for j。e。?” i asked。

she peered at me over her spectacles; and then she opened a drawer and fumbled among its contents for a long time; so long that my hopes began to falter。 at last; ha
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