簡愛
"Sir,I'm sorry."I said. "No,don't be sorry!All right,tell me.What is wrong with my appearance?" "Oh,Mr.Rochester,I didn't want to say unkind things about you." "Well,now you can," he said cheerfully. "Now,look at my head.Do you think I am intelligent?" "I think you are extremely intelligent,sir. Would it be rude to ask,are you also good?" "A knife in be back! Well,Miss Eyre,I wanted to be good when I was younger, but life has been hard,so I've become as hard and tough as an old tree. I only have a little goodness left inside." He was looking at me very carefully,and I wondered if he was drunk. "Miss Eyre,you look as if you do not know what to say. I want conversation tonight.It's your turn to speak." He was right--I did not know what to say!