簡(jiǎn)愛(ài)
"It's true,sir,"I said,trying to stop myself from crying. "Everything around me has changed,and so I must change too. Adele must have a new teacher." "Oh,Adele will go to boarding school.I've already decided that. And you and I will both leave this house,this stone hell,this house of living death! We can never be happy here,under the same roof as Bertha Mason. Oh,how I hate her!" "Sir," I cried."Don't hate her!You can't!It's not her fault she is mad!" "Jane,my darling,it's not because she's mad that I hate her! If you were mad,I wouldn't hate you. I'd take care of you lovingly. But why talk of this? We are ready to travel. Tomorrow we'll be leave. I know a place where nobody will find us or talk about us--"