第10部分(第6/7 页)

　me　in　a　high　degree　ignominious；　especially　for　so　great　a　girl—she　looked　thirteen　or　upwards。　I　expected　she　would　show　signs　of　great　distress　and　shame；　but　to　my　surprise　she　neither　wept　nor　blushed：　posed；　though　grave；　she　stood；　the　central　mark　of　all　eyes。　“Holy？”　I　asked　of　myself。　“Were　I　in　her　place；　it　seems　to　me　I　should　wish　the　earth　to　open　and　swallow　me　up。　She　looks　as　if　she　were　thinking　of　something　beyond　her　punishment—beyond　her　situation：　of　something　not　round　her　nor　before　her。　I　have　heard　of　day…dreams—is　she　in　a　day…dream　now？　Her　eyes　are　fixed　on　the　floor；　but　I　am　sure　they　do　not　see　it—　her　sight　seems　turned　in；　gone　down　into　her　heart：　she　is　looking　at　what　she　can　remember；　I　believe；　not　at　what　is　really　present。　I　wonder　what　sort　of　a　girl　she　is—whether　good　or　naughty。”

Soon　after　five　p。m。　we　had　another　meal；　consisting　of　a　small　mug　of　coffee；　and　half…a…slice　of　brown　bread。　I　devoured　my　bread　and　drank　my　coffee　with　relish；　but　I　should　have　been　glad　of　as　much　more—I　was　still　hungry。　Half…an…hour’s　recreation　succeeded；　then　study；　then　the　glass　of　water　and　the　piece　of　oat…cake；　prayers；　and　bed。　Such　was　my　first　day　at　Lowood。

Chapter　6

The　next　day　menced　as　before；　getting　up　and　dressing　by　rushlight；　but　this　morning　we　were　obliged　to　dispense　with　the　ceremony　of　washing；　the　water　in　the　pitchers　was　frozen。　A　change　had　taken　place　in　the　weather　the　preceding　evening；　and　a　keen　north…east　wind；　whistling　through　the　crevices　of　our　bedroom　windows　all　night　long；　had　made　us　shiver　in　our　beds；　and　turned　the　contents　of　the　ewers　to　ice。

Before　the　long　hour　and　a　half　of　prayers　and　Bible…reading　was　over；　I　felt　ready　to　perish　with　cold。　Breakfast…time　came