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"It is a long way off, sir."
“离这儿很远呢，先生。”
"No matter -- a girl of your sense will not object to the voyage or the distance."
“没有关系--像你这样一个通情达理的姑娘是不会反对航程或距离的。”
"Not the voyage, but the distance: and then the sea is a barrier..."
“不是航程，而是距离。还有大海是一大障碍...”
"From what, Jane?"
“离开什么地方，简？”
"From England and from Thornfield: and..." "Well?" "From you, sir."
“离开英格兰和桑菲尔德，还有...”“怎么？”“离开你，先生。”
I said this almost involuntarily, and, with as little sanction of free will, my tears gushed out.
我几乎不知不觉中说了这话，眼泪不由自主夺眶而出。
I did not cry so as to be heard, however; I avoided sobbing.
但我没有哭出声来，我也避免抽泣。
The thought of Mrs. O'Gall and Bitternutt Lodge struck cold to my heart;
一想起奥加尔太太和苦果村，我的心就凉了半截；
and colder the thought of all the brine and foam, destined, as it seemed, to rush between me and the master at whose side I now walked,
一想起在我与此刻同我并肩而行的主人之间，注定要翻腾着大海和波涛，我的心就更凉了；
and coldest the remembrance of the wider ocean -- wealth, caste, custom intervened between me and what I naturally and inevitably loved.
而一记起在我同我自然和必然所爱的东西之间，横亘着财富、阶层和习俗的辽阔海洋，我的心凉透了。
