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Updated: September 25, 2025
The sight of a man lying wearied out with hard work, as your husband lay, made me feel that to brag of my own fortune to you would be greatly out of place. Yet, as you stood there beside him, I could not help feeling too that in many respects he was a richer man than I." At this Eustacia said, with slumbering mischievousness, "What, would you exchange with him your fortune for me?"
I fear I am something to blame in this?" "I did not let in his mother; that's how it is!" "You do not deserve what you have got, Eustacia; you are in great misery; I see it in your eyes, your mouth, and all over you. My poor, poor girl!" He stepped over the bank. "You are beyond everything unhappy!" "No, no; not exactly " "It has been pushed too far it is killing you I do think it!"
"I will run down myself," said Eustacia. She went down. Wildeve had alighted, and was standing before the horse's head when Eustacia opened the door. He did not turn for a moment, thinking the comer Thomasin. Then he looked, started ever so little, and said one word: "Well?" "I have not yet told him," she replied in a whisper. "Then don't do so till he is well it will be fatal.
He had nipped in the bud the possible meeting between Eustacia and her old lover this very night. But he had not anticipated that the tendency of his action would be to divert Wildeve's movement rather than to stop it. The gambling with the guineas had not conduced to make him a welcome guest to Clym; but to call upon his wife's relative was natural, and he was determined to see Eustacia.
"And you come to get me because you cannot get her. This is certainly a new position altogether. I am to be a stop-gap." "Please remember that I proposed the same thing the other day." Eustacia again remained in a sort of stupefied silence. What curious feeling was this coming over her?
Probably my son's happiness does not lie on this side of the grave, for he is a foolish man who neglects the advice of his parent. You, Eustacia, stand on the edge of a precipice without knowing it. Only show my son one-half the temper you have shown me today and you may before long and you will find that though he is as gentle as a child with you now, he can be as hard as steel!"
They were merely indulging in the ordinary vivacious chat of relatives who have long been parted in person though not in soul. But it was not to the words that Eustacia listened; she could not even have recalled, a few minutes later, what the words were. It was to the alternating voice that gave out about one-tenth of them the voice that had wished her good night.
"I have never heard anything to show that my son's lineage is not as good as the Vyes' perhaps better. It is amusing to hear you talk of condescension." "It was condescension, nevertheless," said Eustacia vehemently. "And if I had known then what I know now, that I should be living in this wild heath a month after my marriage, I I should have thought twice before agreeing."
A very strong doubt had arisen in his mind if Eustacia would venture down the hill in such weather; yet knowing her nature he felt that she might. "Poor thing! 'tis like her ill-luck," he murmured. At length he turned to the lamp and looked at his watch. To his surprise it was nearly a quarter past midnight.
In the course of many days and weeks sunrise had advanced its quarters from northeast to southeast, sunset had receded from northwest to southwest; but Egdon had hardly heeded the change. Eustacia was indoors in the dining-room, which was really more like a kitchen, having a stone floor and a gaping chimney-corner.
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