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He had been searching all day, and had heard nothing of the reddleman. "Inquire as much as you can tomorrow without neglecting your work," said Yeobright. "Don't come again till you have found him." The next day Yeobright set out for the old house at Blooms-End, which, with the garden, was now his own.
Yeobright at Blooms-End another conversation on the same subject was languidly proceeding at Alderworth. All the day Clym had borne himself as if his mind were too full of its own matter to allow him to care about outward things, and his words now showed what had occupied his thoughts. It was just after the mysterious knocking that he began the theme.
One evening when he was thus standing in the garden, abstractedly spudding up a weed with his stick, a bony figure turned the corner of the house and came up to him. "Christian, isn't it?" said Clym. "I am glad you have found me out. I shall soon want you to go to Blooms-End and assist me in putting the house in order. I suppose it is all locked up as I left it?" "Yes, Mister Clym."
When they were near the house he said, "It is too late for me to see your grandfather tonight. Do you think he will object to it?" "I will speak to him. I am so accustomed to be my own mistress that it did not occur to me that we should have to ask him." Then they lingeringly separated, and Clym descended towards Blooms-End.
Anybody who had passed through Blooms-End about eleven o'clock on the morning fixed for the wedding would have found that, while Yeobright's house was comparatively quiet, sounds denoting great activity came from the dwelling of his nearest neighbour, Timothy Fairway. It was chiefly a noise of feet, briskly crunching hither and thither over the sanded floor within.
"Ten minutes past by Blooms-End." "It wants ten minutes to, by Grandfer Cantle's watch." "And 'tis five minutes past by the captain's clock." On Egdon there was no absolute hour of the day.
They parted company; and when Eustacia had reached the next hill she looked back. A melancholy procession was wending its way by the light of the lantern from the hut towards Blooms-End. Wildeve was nowhere to be seen. 1 "Wherefore Is Light Given to Him That Is in Misery" One evening, about three weeks after the funeral of Mrs.
Pulling them on again and lacing them to the very top, he proceeded on his way, more easy in his head than under his soles. His path converged towards that of the noisy company, and on coming nearer he found to his relief that they were several Egdon people whom he knew very well, while with them walked Fairway, of Blooms-End. "What!
Yeobright was at this time at Blooms-End, hoping that Eustacia would return to him. The removal of furniture had been accomplished only that day, though Clym had lived in the old house for more than a week.
I will go with you as far as the hill on which we can see Blooms-End, as it is getting late for you to be alone." "Don't trouble. I am not obliged to be out at all. I think I would rather you did not accompany me further. This sort of thing would have an odd look if known." "Very well, I will leave you." He took her hand unexpectedly, and kissed it for the first time since her marriage.
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