2. The tranquility and comfort of the night are broken by the wild and harsh screams that resound through Thornfield House.

In the future, whenever you think Mr. Rochester has a good impression on you, compare these two portraits.

But if it is unavoidable, it must be endured. What you can't stand is weakness and stupidity.

I feel an unprecedented strange sense of freedom and victory, as if breaking the invisible bondage and finally winning unexpected freedom.

The strangest thing is that no one in the room noticed her habits except me, or seemed surprised. No one talks about her position or work, and no one sympathizes with her loneliness.

7. I did as he told me. The guests stared at me and watched me go straight through them. I found Mr Mei Sen, delivered the message, walked up to him and left the room. After taking him into the library, I went upstairs.

8. The guessing party has started again. Obviously, they can't agree on the words or words expressed in the play. Their spokesman, Colonel Dent, wanted to perform a complete scene, so it ended again.

9. I gave her an order. She took an old sock from her pocket, put the coin in it, tied it with socks and put it back. She asked me to reach out and I did. She put her face close to my palm and looked at it carefully, but she didn't touch it.

10, he and his partner retreated behind the curtain, and a group of people led by Colonel Dent sat in semi-circular chairs. One of them, Mr. Heaton, noticed me and seemed to suggest that I join them, but Mrs. Ingram immediately rejected his suggestion.

1 1. The old lady burst out laughing under her hat and belt. Then take out a short chimney, light a cigarette and start smoking. After she was addicted to sedatives for some time, she bent down, took the chimney out of her mouth, stared at the fire and said, you are cold; You are ill; You are stupid.

When I opened the seal and read the letter carefully, I continued to drink my coffee (we were having breakfast). Coffee is very hot. I took the sudden blush on my face as the reason. However, I don't want to think about why my hands are shaking all the time and why I can't help spilling half a cup of coffee on my plate.

13 Mr. Rochester opened the thick window frame and lifted the linen curtain, trying to let the moonlight into the room. I was surprised and happy when I saw the dawn coming. What a beautiful rosy beam of light began to light up the eastern sky! Then, Mr. Rochester approached Mei Sen, and the surgeon was already treating him.

14. In this case, I have to listen and observe carefully to see if there are wild animals or demons. But since Mr. Rochester came, all this seems to have stopped. I only heard three sounds all night, with a long interval: creaking footsteps, heavy short barking and groaning.

15, May 1 around 5 pm, I arrived at the concierge of Gateshead House. Before I go to the house, I will go in and have a look. It's clean inside. Small white curtains hung on the decorative window. The floor is spotless. The fireplace and stove were polished, and a clean flame was lit in the stove. Bessie sat by the fire, nursing the youngest child. Robert and his sister are playing quietly in the corner.

16, my pulse stopped, my heart stopped beating, and my outstretched arm froze. The crying disappeared and never got up again. To tell the truth, no matter who makes such a cry, that terrible scream can't be repeated at once. It is difficult for vultures with wings on the Andes to scream twice in a row in the high altitude surrounded by white clouds. The screaming thing must slow down to have the strength to scream again.

17, it's been a long time, and it's open. The performance of the second act is more carefully prepared than the first act. I have observed before that the living room is two levels higher than the dining room. There is a huge marble washbasin on the top step one or two yards behind the living room. I recognize this as an ornament in the greenhouse. There are generally goldfish in it, surrounded by exotic flowers and plants. It's big and heavy. It must take a lot of time to move here.

18, I usually sleep with the curtains drawn, but I forgot to put down the blinds that time. So, a bright full moon (because it was a beautiful night) followed its own trajectory to the sky opposite my window, peeped at me through the open window and woke me up with her beautiful eyes. In the dead of night, I opened my eyes and saw the clear silver round face of the moon. Beautiful, but too solemn. I leaned over and reached for the curtain.

19. When I came in, the library looked very quiet. If she is true, the witch will sit comfortably in the easy chair in the corner of the chimney. She is wearing a red cloak, a black bonnet, or a wide-brimmed gypsy hat tied to her chin with a handkerchief. There is an extinguished candle on the table. She bent down and walked to the stove. By the fire, she seems to be reading a little black book like a prayer book. She reads like most old women. When I came in, she didn't put down the book at once. She seems to want to finish reading a paragraph.

His behavior is polite, but his tone sounds strange. Not a complete foreign accent, but not a complete British accent. He is about the same age as Mr. Rochester. Between 30 and 40 years old. His skin color is particularly grayish yellow, otherwise he is a handsome man, especially at first sight. If you look carefully, you will find something unpleasant or unpleasant on his face. His facial features are very standard, but they are too loose. His eyes are big and pleasing to the eye, but anger is empty, at least I think so.