My seat, to which Bessie and the bitter Miss Abbot had left me riveted, was a low ottoman near the marble chimney-piece; the bed rose before me; to my right hand there was the high, dark wardrobe, with subdued, broken reflections varying the gloss of its panels; to my left were the muffled windows; a great looking-glass between them repeated the vacant majesty of the bed and room. I was not quite sure whether they had locked the door; and when I dared move, I got up and went to see. Alas! yes: no jail was ever more secure. Returning, I had to cross. be-fore the looking-glass; my fascinated glance involuntarily explored the depth it revealed.
贝茜和刻薄的阿博特让我坐着别动的，是放在大理石壁炉架近旁的一张软垫矮凳。我面前就耸立着那张床。我右边是黑沉沉的高大衣橱，散漫柔和的反光使橱壁板上显出斑驳变幻的光泽。我左边是遮严的窗户，窗和窗间安着一面大镜子，重现出大床和屋子空荡荡的肃穆景象。我拿不准她们是不是真把门锁上了，因此等我稍敢动弹的时候，我就站起身来走过去瞧瞧。哎呀，真锁上了！比牢房还严实。走回原处时得在镜子前经过，我的眼光被吸引着不由自主地向镜中映出的深处探究。
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