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Yet Yeobright was as firm in the contrary intention as if the tendency of marriage were rather to develop the fantasies of young philanthropy than to sweep them away. Her anxiety reached a high pitch; but there was something in Clym's undeviating manner which made her hesitate before sounding him on the subject. At this point in their experience, however, an incident helped her.
"But of all the odd things that ever I knew, the oddest is that you should so run counter to your own interests as to bring this to me." "My interests?" "Certainly. 'Twas your interest not to do anything which would send me courting Thomasin again, now she has accepted you or something like it. Mrs. Yeobright says you are to marry her. 'Tisn't true, then?" "Good Lord!
After that you can look him in the face, and so can I. Our concealments will matter nothing." Mrs. Yeobright moved her head in thoughtful assent, and presently said, "Do you wish me to give you away? I am willing to undertake that, you know, if you wish, as I was last time. After once forbidding the banns I think I can do no less."
O Clym I cannot help expressing it this is an unpleasant position that you have placed me in. But you must improve it yes, say you will for I hate it all now! Yes, take me to Paris, and go on with your old occupation, Clym! I don't mind how humbly we live there at first, if it can only be Paris, and not Egdon Heath." "But I have quite given up that idea," said Yeobright, with surprise.
All heads would turn, and they'd say, 'Ah, I thought 'twas he! One Sunday I can well mind a bass-viol day that time, and Yeobright had brought his own.
It would of course be necessary to see her and talk it over not an easy thing, by the way, for my family and hers are not very friendly." "I'll tell you how you mid see her, Mr. Yeobright," said Sam. "We are going to grapple for the bucket at six o'clock tonight at her house, and you could lend a hand.
Tying up these in small canvas bags, she went down to the garden and called to Christian Cantle, who was loitering about in hope of a supper which was not really owed him. Mrs. Yeobright gave him the moneybags, charged him to go to Mistover, and on no account to deliver them into any one's hands save her son's and Thomasin's.
Yeobright walked once or twice across the room, and then suddenly went out of the house. It was eleven o'clock when he came in, though he had not been further than the precincts of the garden. His mother was gone to bed. A light was left burning on the table, and supper was spread. Without stopping for any food he secured the doors and went upstairs. 4 An Hour of Bliss and Many Hours of Sadness
"I can say nothing against it," she answered. "Our property does not reach an inch further than the white palings." "But you might not like to see a lot of folk going crazy round a stick, under your very nose?" "I shall have no objection at all." Venn soon after went away, and in the evening Yeobright strolled as far as Fairway's cottage.
Yeobright, having filled the office at the wedding service which naturally fell to his hands, and afterwards returned to the house with the husband and wife, was indisposed to take part in the feasting and dancing that wound up the evening. Thomasin was disappointed. "I wish I could be there without dashing your spirits," he said. "But I might be too much like the skull at the banquet." "No, no."
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