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新的银元正式定名为东北银元，重量30克，银9铜1含银24克含银量达90％，已经开始加班赶制中，目前已生产5000万枚，年前完成1.2亿枚东北银元的制作。届时废止一切其他或披在市面上流通。”
　　听了最后一句话，赵刚有些皱眉：“那百姓手里持的白银黄金怎么办？还有外国的银元流进来的不在少数，有没有办法解决？会不会影响我国境内的贸易？”
　　“目前，外洋在清朝国内大约流行2亿元左右，成色不一，流行一千万枚者六种，被列为可以交易外币，在交易过程中按照实际含银量折价。其他的银元制造粗糙，含银量不均一概不予承认。金银因为成色不均，所以已经开办金银市场，由市场决定价值，银行不介入其中。”
　　“而且，我们已经在山西秘密的试发了1000万枚银元，全部是按一两价值发售，结果反响良好，目前已经升水到一两白银了。”
　　赵刚对这个不太懂，但是升还是知道的，就问道：
　　“是不是我们赚了？”
　　“是的，我们的银元含银量不过八钱五却换了一两白银，这里面去了制造运输费用，还剩了半钱的银子，当然赚了。”
　　“那么我们就制造银元，不断地换银子过来，然后再造，几年之后我们不就发了吗？”
　　“是这样的，但是我们离南方路途遥远，银元的影响力可能小了点。”

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will send her, then, as soon as possible, Mr. Brocklehurst; for,
I assure you, I feel anxious to be relieved of a responsibility that
was becoming too irksome.'
'No doubt, no doubt, madam; and now I wish you good morning. I
shall return to Brocklehurst Hall in the course of a week or two: my
good friend, the Archdeacon, will not permit me to leave him sooner. I
shall send Miss Temple notice that she is to expect a new girl, so
that there will be no difficulty about receiving her. Good-bye.'
'Good-bye, Mr. Brocklehurst; remember me to Mrs. and Miss
Brocklehurst, and to Augusta and Theodore, and Master Broughton
Brocklehurst.'
'I will, madam. Little girl, here is a book entitled the Child's
Guide; read it with prayer, especially that part containing "An

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Cathy had been caught in the fact of plundering, or, at least, hunting out the nests of the grouse. The Heights were Heathcliff's land, and he was reproving the poacher.
`I've neither taken any nor found any,' she said, as I toiled to them, expanding her hands in corroboration of the statement. `I didn't mean to take them; but papa told me there were quantities up here, and I wished to see the eggs.'
Heathcliff glanced at me with an ill-meaning smile, expressing his acquaintance with the party, and, consequently, his malevolence towards it, and demanded who `papa' was?
`Mr Linton of Thrushcross Grange,' she replied. `I thought you did not know me, or you wouldn't have spoken in that way.'
`You suppose papa is highly esteemed and respected then?' he said sarcastically.
`And what are you?' inquired Catherine, gazing curiously on the speaker. `That man I've seen before Is he your son?'
She pointed to Hareton, the other individual, who had gained nothing but increased bulk and strength by the addition of two years to his age: he seemed as awkward and rough as ever.
`Miss Cathy,' I interrupted, `it will be three hours instead of one that we are out, presently. We really must go back.'

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somebody of the nature of a friend; and though, in one light, glad to have him gone, it seemed as if she was now deserted by everybody; it was a sort of renewed separation from Mansfield; and she could not think of his returning to town, and being frequently with Mary and Edmund, without feelings so near akin to envy as made her hate herself for having them. ¡¡¡¡ Her dejection had no abatement from anything passing around her; a friend or two of her father's, as always happened if he was not with them, spent the long, long evening there; and from six o'clock till half-past nine, there was little intermission of noise or grog. She was very low.
The wonderful improvement which she still fancied in Mr. Crawford was the nearest to administering comfort of anything within the current of her thoughts. Not considering in how different a circle she had

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There was snow on the ground, and she was sitting in a shawl. She hesitated. ¡¡¡¡ "I am not cold, sir: I never sit here long at this time of year." ¡¡¡¡ "But you have a fire in general?" ¡¡¡¡ "No, sir." ¡¡¡¡ "How comes this about? Here must be some mistake. I understood that you had the use of this room by way of making you perfectly comfortable. In your bedchamber I know you _cannot_ have a fire. Here is some great misapprehension which must be rectified. It is highly unfit for you to sit, be it only half an hour a day, without a fire. You are not strong. You are chilly. Your aunt cannot be aware of this." Fanny would rather have been silent
but being obliged to speak, she could not forbear, in justice to the aunt she loved best, from saying something in which the words "my aunt Norris" were distinguishable. ¡¡¡¡ "I understand," cried her uncle, recollecting himself, and not wanting to hear more: "I understand. Your aunt Norris has always been an advocate, and very judiciously, for young people's being brought up without unnecessary indulgences; but there should be moderation in everything. She is also very hardy herself, which of

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looked too serious, and said too decidedly, "It must be so, my dear," for her to hazard another word; and she found herself the next moment conducted by Mr. Crawford to the top of the room, and standing there to be joined by the rest of the dancers, couple after couple, as they were formed. ¡¡¡¡ She could hardly believe it. To be placed above so many elegant young women! The distinction was too great. It was treating her like her cousins! And her thoughts flew to those absent cousins with most unfeigned and truly tender regret, that they were not at home to take their own place in the room, and have their share of
a pleasure which would have been so very delightful to them. So often as she had heard them wish for a ball at home as the greatest of all felicities! And to have them away when it was given--and for _her_ to be opening the ball-- and with Mr. Crawford too! She hoped they would not envy her that distinction _now_; but when

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'W. M. ¡¡¡¡'P.S. I re-open this to say that our common friend, Mr. Thomas Traddles (who has not yet left us, and is looking extremely well), has paid the debt and costs, in the noble name of Miss Trotwood; and that myself and family are at the height of earthly bliss.' ¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡CHAPTER 55 TEMPEST ¡¡¡¡ I now approach an event in my life, so indelible, so awful, so bound by an infinite variety of ties to all that has preceded it, in these pages, that, from the beginning of my narrative, I have seen it growing larger and larger as I advanced, like a great tower in a plain, and throwing its fore-cast shadow even on the incidents of my childish days. ¡¡¡¡For years after it occurred, I dreamed of it often. I have started up so vividly impressed by it,
that its fury has yet seemed raging in my quiet room, in the still night. I dream of it sometimes, though at lengthened and uncertain intervals, to this hour. I have an association between it and a stormy wind, or the lightest mention of a sea-shore, as strong as any of which my mind is conscious. As plainly as I behold what happened, I will try to write it down. I do not recall it, but see it done; for it happens again before me.