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"I do not," said she. "Why, yes, I do! You are young Venn your father was a dairyman somewhere here?" "Yes; and I knew your niece, Miss Tamsin, a little. I have something bad to tell you." "About her no! She has just come home, I believe, with her husband. They arranged to return this afternoon to the inn beyond here." "She's not there." "How do you know?" "Because she's here.
"I'll tell you what," said Yeobright again, in a tone which showed some slumbering feeling still. "I don't think it kind to Tamsin to let her be married like this, and neither of us there to keep up her spirits or care a bit about her. She hasn't disgraced herself, or done anything to deserve that.
"No," he said slowly. "Upon the whole I don't blame you. But just consider how sudden it seems to me. Here was I, knowing nothing; and then I am told all at once that Tamsie is gone to be married. Well, I suppose there was nothing better to do. Do you know, mother," he continued after a moment or two, looking suddenly interested in his own past history, "I once thought of Tamsin as a sweetheart?
After that, when it came to signing the book, she pushed up her veil and signed; and Tamsin seemed to thank her for her kindness." The reddleman told the tale thoughtfully, for there lingered upon his vision the changing colour of Wildeve, when Eustacia lifted the thick veil which had concealed her from recognition and looked calmly into his face.
Of course, if they had married at that time in a proper manner, I should have told you at once." "Tamsin actually being married while we are sitting here!" "Yes. Unless some accident happens again, as it did the first time. It may, considering he's the same man." "Yes, and I believe it will. Was it right to let her go? Suppose Wildeve is really a bad fellow?"
Yeobright sat at her work-table, drawn up within the settle, so that part of it projected into the chimney-corner. "I don't like your going out after dark alone, Tamsin," said her aunt quietly, without looking up from her work. "I have only been just outside the door." "Well?" inquired Mrs. Yeobright, struck by a change in the tone of Thomasin's voice, and observing her.
And now, jown it all, I won't say what I bain't fit for, hey?" "Couldst sign the book, no doubt," said Fairway, "if wast young enough to join hands with a woman again, like Wildeve and Mis'ess Tamsin, which is more than Humph there could do, for he follows his father in learning.
Thomasin then, as always, was glad to see Clym, and took him to inspect the sleeping baby, carefully screening the candlelight from the infant's eyes with her hand. "Tamsin, have you heard that Eustacia is not with me now?" he said when they had sat down again. "No," said Thomasin, alarmed. "And not that I have left Alderworth?" "No. I never hear tidings from Alderworth unless you bring them.
"O yes, it is I, Aunt," she cried. "I know how frightened you are, and how you cannot believe it; but all the same, it is I who have come home like this!" "Tamsin, Tamsin!" said Mrs. Yeobright, stooping over the young woman and kissing her. "O my dear girl!" Thomasin was now on the verge of a sob, but by an unexpected self-command she uttered no sound. With a gentle panting breath she sat upright.
She knew she was a prettier girl than Tamsin, and would get more admiration if she only had the chance. After that Cherry could no longer go on bearing things as they were. If her mother couldn't buy her a new frock, she would go to work, and earn one for herself, she determined.
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