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Clym's share to Eustacia, and that's perhaps what he'll do himself." To Mrs. Yeobright, as soon as she could calmly reflect, there was much likelihood in this, for she could hardly believe that Wildeve would really appropriate money belonging to her son. The intermediate course of giving it to Eustacia was the sort of thing to please Wildeve's fancy.
'Oh, Diggory Venn! she said, 'I thought 'twas you: will you help me? I am in trouble." "How did she know your Christian name?" said Mrs. Yeobright doubtingly. "I had met her as a lad before I went away in this trade. She asked then if she might ride, and then down she fell in a faint. I picked her up and put her in, and there she has been ever since.
He asked kindly for the boy; but her manner did not improve. "I wish to see him," continued Yeobright, with some hesitation; "to ask him if he remembers anything more of his walk with my mother than what he has previously told." She regarded him in a peculiar and criticizing manner.
"But nothing else remains to be done besides pressing the question upon him." "I should like to say a word first," said Venn firmly. "Mr. Wildeve is not the only man who has asked Thomasin to marry him; and why should not another have a chance? Mrs. Yeobright, I should be glad to marry your niece and would have done it any time these last two years.
Mother, what is doing well?" Mrs. Yeobright was far too thoughtful a woman to be content with ready definitions, and, like the "What is wisdom?" of Plato's Socrates, and the "What is truth?" of Pontius Pilate, Yeobright's burning question received no answer. The silence was broken by the clash of the garden gate, a tap at the door, and its opening.
"But hadn't you better run and tell Captain Vye?" "Yes, yes. Only I do hope I shall see her just once again." "You shall," said a low voice behind; and starting round they beheld by the dim light, a thin, pallid, almost spectral form, wrapped in a blanket, and looking like Lazarus coming from the tomb. It was Yeobright. Neither Venn nor Charley spoke, and Clym continued, "You shall see her.
These half-silent sittings were far from uncommon with them now. At last Yeobright made a beginning of what was intended to strike at the whole root of the matter. "Five days have we sat like this at meals with scarcely a word. What's the use of it, mother?" "None," said she, in a heart-swollen tone. "But there is only too good a reason." "Not when you know all.
"And then," said Diggory sadly, "I came away, for her history as Tamsin Yeobright was over." "I offered to go," said Mrs. Yeobright regretfully. "But she said it was not necessary." "Well, it is no matter," said the reddleman. "The thing is done at last as it was meant to be at first, and God send her happiness. Now I'll wish you good morning." He placed his cap on his head and went out.
Them that know Egdon best have been pixy-led here at times." "Is that you, Christian?" said Mrs. Yeobright. "What made you hide away from me?" "'Twas that I didn't know you in this light, mis'ess; and being a man of the mournfullest make, I was scared a little, that's all.
Yeobright tapped at the upper window-sill, which he could reach with his walking-stick; and in three or four minutes the woman came down. It was not till this moment that Clym recollected her to be the person who had behaved so barbarously to Eustacia. It partly explained the insuavity with which the woman greeted him.
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