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"You do not intend to walk home by yourself?" he asked. "O yes," said Eustacia. "What could hurt me on this heath, who have nothing?" "By diverging a little I can make my way home the same as yours. I shall be glad to keep you company as far as Throope Corner."
"You do not intend to walk home by yourself?" he asked. "O yes," said Eustacia. "What could hurt me on this heath, who have nothing?" "By diverging a little I can make my way home the same as yours. I shall be glad to keep you company as far as Throope Corner."
"I have seen what's worse a woman's face looking at me through a windowpane." "Is that a bad sight?" "Yes. It is always a bad sight to see a woman looking out at a weary wayfarer and not letting her in." "Once when I went to Throope Great Pond to catch effets I seed myself looking up at myself, and I was frightened and jumped back like anything."
At these junctures in her progress a hand was invariably stretched forward to steady her, holding her firmly until smooth ground was again reached, when the hand was again withdrawn to a respectful distance. They performed the journey for the most part in silence, and drew near to Throope Corner, a few hundred yards from which a short path branched away to Eustacia's house.
This place he reached in about half an hour, and he was well aware that no person who had been near Throope Corner when he started could have got down here before him. The lonely inn was not yet closed, though scarcely an individual was there, the business done being chiefly with travellers who passed the inn on long journeys, and these had now gone on their way.
This place he reached in about half an hour, and he was well aware that no person who had been near Throope Corner when he started could have got down here before him. The lonely inn was not yet closed, though scarcely an individual was there, the business done being chiefly with travellers who passed the inn on long journeys, and these had now gone on their way.
"I have seen what's worse a woman's face looking at me through a window-pane." "Is that a bad sight?" "Yes. It is always a bad sight to see a woman looking out at a weary wayfarer and not letting her in." "Once when I went to Throope Great Pond to catch effets I seed myself looking up at myself, and I was frightened and jumped back like anything."
"He is not at home yet, Diggory," she said pleasantly. "But I expected him sooner. He has been to East Egdon to buy a horse." "Did he wear a light wideawake?" "Yes." "Then I saw him at Throope Corner, leading one home," said Venn drily. "A beauty, with a white face and a mane as black as night. He will soon be here, no doubt."
When Wildeve returned, a quarter of an hour later Thomasin said simply, and in the abashed manner usual with her now, "Where is the horse, Damon?" "O, I have not bought it, after all. The man asks too much." "But somebody saw you at Throope Corner leading it home a beauty, with a white face and a mane as black as night." "Ah!" said Wildeve, fixing his eyes upon her; "who told you that?"
At these junctures in her progress a hand was invariably stretched forward to steady her, holding her firmly until smooth ground was again reached, when the hand was again withdrawn to a respectful distance. They performed the journey for the most part in silence, and drew near to Throope Corner, a few hundred yards from which a short path branched away to Eustacia's house.
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