For several days I saw little of Mr. Rochester. In the morning he seemed much occupied with business, and in the afternoon gentlemen from the neighborhood called and sometimes stayed to dine with him. When his foot was well enough, he rode out a great deal.
During this time, all my knowledge of him was limited to occasional meetings about the house, when he would sometimes pass me coldly, and sometimes bow and smile. His changes of manner did not offend me, because I saw that I had nothing to do with the cause of them.
One evening, several days later, I was invited to talk to Mr. Rochester after dinner. As I was looking at him, he suddenly turned, and asked me, “Do you think I’m handsome, Miss Eyre?”
The answer somehow slipped from my tongue before I realized it: “No, sir.”
“Ah, you really are unusual! You are a quiet, serious little person, but you can be almost rude.”
“Sir, I’m sorry. I should have said that beauty doesn’t matter, or something like that.”
“No, you shouldn’t! I see, you criticize my appearance, and then you stab（刺）me in the back! You have honesty and feeling. There are not many girls like you. But perhaps I go too fast. Perhaps you have awful faults to counterbalance your few good points.”
I thought to myself that he might have too. He seemed to read my mind, and said quickly, “Yes, you’re right. I have plenty of faults. I went the wrong way when I was twenty-one, and have never found the right path again. I might have been very different. I might have been as good as you, and perhaps wiser. I am not a bad man, take my word for it, but I have done wrong. It wasn’t my character, but circumstances that were at fault. Why do I tell you all this? Because you’re the sort of person people tell their problems and secrets to, because you’re sympathetic and give them hope.”
“Don’t be afraid of me, Miss Eyre.” He continued. “You don’t relax or laugh very much, perhaps because of the effect Lowood school has had on you. But in time you will be more natural with me, and laugh, and speak freely. You’re like a bird in cage. When you get out of the cage, you’ll fly very high. Good night.”
小題1:Which of the following cannot describe Miss Eyre’s first impression of Mr. Rochester?
| A．Friendly. | B．Sociable. | C．Busy. | D．Changeable |
小題2:Why did Mr. Rochester say “…and then you stab me in the back!”?
| A．Because Jane had intended to kill him with a knife. |
| B．Because Jane had intended to be more critical. |
| C．Because Jane had regretted having a talk with him. |
| D．Because Jane had said something else to correct herself. |
小題3: From what Mr. Rochester said to Miss Eyre, we conclude that he wanted to
__________.
| A．tell her all his troubles | B．tell her his life experience |
| C．change her opinion of him | D．change his circumstances |
小題4:At the end of the passage, Mr. Rochester sounded
__________.
| A．rude | B．cold | C．depressing | D．encouraging |
man, with dark glasses and torn clothes, and hair colored bright 23 at the front, not so unusual these days. What did 24 me was he’d started to eat my chocolate! Naturally, I was annoyed. However, to avoid trouble—then really I was rather uneasy about him—I just 25 down at the front page of the newspaper, tasted my coffee, and took a bit of chocolate. The boy looked at me 26 . then he t
ook another piece of my chocolate. I could hardly 27 it. Still I didn’t want to start an argument. When he took a 28 piece , I felt more 29 than annoyed. I thought, “ Well, I shall have the last piece.” And I 30 it.
cided to make my uniqueness an advantage rather than a disadvantage. What I lacked in height, I made up for in personality.
tion, etc.), whatever size and shape they come in, and treat them with respect.
did the author realize that she was too short?
wondered
