But I was looking for someone else.The last time I had seen him，on the night of the fire，he had held my hands，told me I had saved his life，and looked at me as if he loved me How close we had been then!But now，he entered the room without even looking at me，and took a seat with the ladies.I could not stop looking at him rather like a thirsty man who knows the water is poisoned but cannot resist drinking.I had never intended to love him.I had tried hard to destroy all feelings of love for him，but now that I saw him again，I could not stop myself loving him.I compared him to the other gentlemen present.They were all fine，handsome men，but they did not have his power，his character，his strength，or indeed his deep laugh or his gentle smile.I felt that he and I were the same sort of person，that there was something in my brain and heart，in my blood and bone，that connected me to him for ever. And although I knew I must hide my feelings，must never allow myself to hope，I also knew that while there was breath in my body，I would always love him.
但我在寻找另外的人。我最后一次见到他，在火灾的夜晚，他握着我的手，告诉我，我救了他的命，看着我，好像他爱着我，那时我们多么的亲密！但是现在，他走进房间，没看我一眼，和其他女士们坐在一起。我无法停止看他，就像一个口渴的人，知道水有毒，但又忍不住去喝。我从来没有想过要爱他，我曾努力的去毁掉对他所有爱的感觉，但现在我再见到他，无法停止的爱他。我把他和其他在场的绅士们比较。他们都很好，英俊，但是他们没有他的能力，没有他的性格，他的毅力，没有他低沉的笑声和温柔的微笑。我觉得他和我是同一类人，有些东西深入脑海，埋入内心，融入骨血，它们相互联系让我永远爱他。虽然我知道我必须隐藏我的感情，决不能让自己有希望，但我也知道，只要我一息尚存，我会永远爱他。
