聽(tīng)名著練聽(tīng)力之簡(jiǎn)愛(ài) 68

[-----1-----]. I felt weak when I stood up, because I had not eaten anything all day. When I opened my bedroom door, I saw Mr. Rochester. He was sitting in a chair outside my door. He looked at me with the face of an unhappy man.

"I've been waiting for you all this time, Jane." he said quietly. "I've been listening. I haven't heard you shout or scream or cry, not once. Aren't you angry with me? But [-----2-----]. Can you ever forgive me?"

I knew he was telling me the truth. In my heart, I forgave him immediately.

"Shout at me, Jane! Tell me how terrible I am!" he said.

"Sir, I can't right now. I am tired and weak. I need some water."

[-----3-----] and carried me to the library. He put me in front of the fire and gave me some water and a galss of wine. Slowly, my body began to feel better. Mr. Rochester bent to kiss me, but I must turned my face away.

"What!" he cried. "You won't kiss me! It's because I'm married, isn't it!"

"Yes, sir."

"I know you very well, Jane. I know how firm and strong you are when you've decided to do something. You're planning to destroy my chances of happiness with you. You will treat me like a stranger. You will tell yourself, 'That man lied to me, and tried to marry me when he couldn't. I must be cold to him,' and you will be!"