Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte简爱 / 夏洛特勃朗蒂 著 简介简爱背负着自然与社会给她的一切不幸，开始了她的人生：她没有双亲，没有钱财，她是（男人世界中的）一个弱女子；雪上加霜的是，她不漂亮。她有着坚强的个性，这使她在世人眼里更加失去了魅力，因为她不会对别人逆来顺受。她不像是世上伟大爱情故事中的女主角，然而她却有着相当于此的举动。世人看到的是她的种种劣势，告诉她对生活不要有太多奢望。然而简爱不听这一套，她拒绝接受世人给予她的卑微地位。她要求世人接受她的本来面目：她可能微不足道，但却是自己命运的主宰；她也许不漂亮，却值得他人爱。夏洛特勃朗蒂（18161855）是英国最伟大的小说家之一。她在英格兰北部约克郡的生活本身狭窄有限，然而其小说充满激情与想像，享誉世界。 人物表简爱盖茨赫德里德太太，简爱的舅妈贝茜，保姆阿伯特小姐，里德太太的女仆洛依德医生洛伍德学校布鲁克赫斯特先生，学校财务总管丹伯尔小姐，女学监海伦伯恩斯，学生特恩费得费尔法斯太太，管家阿黛拉，罗切斯特先生的法国情妇的女爱德华罗切斯特，特恩费得府的主人英格姆夫人，她们的母亲格丽丝普尔迪克梅森布莱克斯先生，马迪拉的爱先生的律师伯莎梅森摩尔屋圣约翰李维斯，戴安娜和玛丽的哥哥，莫顿的牧师汉娜，管家罗莎蒙特奥利弗小姐，富有工厂主的女儿枫丹庄园People in This StoryJane EyreAt GatesheadMrs Reed，Jane Eyres auntBessie，the nursemaidMiss Abbott，Mrs Reeds maidDr LloydRobert，the coachmanAt Lowood SchoolMr Brocklehurst，the schools financial managerMiss Temple，the headmistressHelen Burns，a pupilAt ThornfieldMrs Fairfax，the housekeeperAdle，daughter of Mr Rochesters French mistressEdward Rochester，the owner of Thornfield HallLady Ingram，their motherGrace PooleDick MasonMr Briggs，lawyer to Mr Eyre of MadeiraBertha MasonAt Moor HouseSt John Rivers，brother of Diana and Mary，and vicar ofMortonHannah，his housekeeperRosamund Oliver，daughter of a rich factory-ownerAt Ferndean Manor Part One - A Child at Gateshead 1 The red roomWe could not go for a walk that afternoonThere was such a freezing cold wind，and such heavy rain，that we all stayed indoorsI was glad of itI never liked long walks，especially in winterI used to hate coming home when it was almost dark，with ice-cold fingers and toes，feeling miserable bccause Bessie，the nursemaid，was always scolding meAll the time I knew I was different from my cousins，Eliza，John and Georgiana ReedThey were taller and stronger than me，and they were lovedThese three usually spent their time crying and quarrelling，but today they were sitting quietly around their mother in the sitting-roomI wanted to join the family circle，but Mrs Reed，my aunt，refused Bessie had complainted about meNo，Im sorry，JaneUntil I hear from Bessie，or see for myself，that you are really trying to behave better，you cannot be treated as a good，happy child，like my childrenWhat does Bessie say I have done？I askedJane，it is not polite to question me in that wayIf you cannot speak pleasantly，be quietI crept out of the sitting-room and into the small room next door，where I chose a book full of pictures from the bookcase I climbed on to the window-seat and drew the curtains，so that I was completely hiddenI sat there for a whileSometimes I looked out of the window at the grey November afternoon，and saw the rain pouring down on the leafless gardenBut most of the time I studied the book and stared，fascinated，at the picturesLost in the world of imagination，I forgot my sad，lonely existence for a while，and was happy，I was only afraid that my secret hiding-place might be discoveredSuddenly the door of the room openedJohn Reed rushed inWhere are you，rat？he shoutedHe did not see me behind the curtainEliza！Georgy！Jane isnt here！Tell Mamma shes run out into the rainwhat a bad animal she is！How lucky I drew the curtain，I thoughtHe would never have found me，because he was not very intelligentBut Eliza guessed at once where I wasShes in the window-seat，John，she called from the sitting-roomSo I came out immediately，as I did not want him to pull me outWhat do you want？I asked himSay，“What do you want，Master Reed”，he answered，sitting in an armchairI want you to come hereJohn Reed was fourteen and I was only tenHe was large and rather fatHe usually ate too much at meals，which made him illHe should have been at boarding school，but his mother，who loved him very much，had brought him home for a month or two，because she thought his health was delicateJohn did not love his mother or his sister，and he hated me He bullied and punished me，not two or three times a week，not once or twice a day，but all the timeMy whole body trembled when he came nearSometimes he hit me，sometimes he just threatened me，and I lived in terrible fear of himI had no idea about how to stop himThe servants did not want to offend their young master，and Mrs Reed could see no fault in her dear boySo I obeyed Johns order and approached his armchair，thinking how very ugly his face wasPerhaps he understood what I was thinking，for he hit me hard on the faceThat is for your rudeness to Mamma just now，he said，and for your wickedness in hiding，and for looking at me like that，you rat！I was so used to his bullying that I never thought of hitting him backWhat were you doing behind that curtain？he askedI was reading，I answeredShow me the bookI gave it to him