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"When once I had pressed the frail shoulder, something new -- a fresh sap and sense -- stole into my frame.
“我一压那娇柔的肩膀，某种新的东西--新鲜的活力和意识--悄悄地流进了我的躯体。
It was well I had learnt that this elf must return to me -- that it belonged to my house down below
好在我已知道这个小精灵得回到我身边--它住在我底下的房子里。
or I could not have felt it pass away from under my hand, and seen it vanish behind the dim hedge, without singular regret.
要不然我会不无遗憾地感到它从我的手底下溜走，消失在暗淡的树篱中。
I heard you come home that night, Jane, though probably you were not aware that I thought of you or watched for you.
我听到了你那天晚上回家来，简，尽管你未必知道我思念你，观察着你。
The next day I observed you -- myself unseen -- for half-an-hour, while you played with Adèle in the gallery.
第二天你与阿黛勒在走廊上玩的时候，我观察了你半个小时（没有暴露我自己）。
It was a snowy day, I recollect, and you could not go out of doors.
我记得这是个下雪天，你们不能到户外去。
I was in my room; the door was ajar: I could both listen and watch.
我呆在自己的房间里，半开着门。我可以听，也可以看。
Adèle claimed your outward attention for a while; yet I fancied your thoughts were elsewhere:
一时阿黛勒占据了你外在注意力，但我想象你的心思在别的地方。
but you were very patient with her, my little Jane; you talked to her and amused her a long time.
但你对她非常耐心，我的小简，你同她交谈，逗了她很久。
When at last she left you, you lapsed at once into deep reverie: you betook yourself slowly to pace the gallery.
最后她离开你时，你又立刻陷入了沉思，你开始在走廊上慢慢地踱起步来。
Now and then, in passing a casement, you glanced out at the thick-falling snow;
不时经过窗前，你往外眺望着纷纷扬扬的雪，
you listened to the sobbing wind, and again you paced gently on and dreamed.
倾听着似泣似诉的风，你又再次轻轻地走着，沉入了遐想。
