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Yeobright loved his kind. He had a conviction that the want of most men was knowledge of a sort which brings wisdom rather than affluence. He wished to raise the class at the expense of individuals rather than individuals at the expense of the class. What was more, he was ready at once to be the first unit sacrificed.
Yeobright slowly walking towards the Quiet Woman. He went across to her; and could almost perceive in her anxious face that this journey of hers to Wildeve was undertaken with the same object as his own to Eustacia. She did not conceal the fact. "Then," said the reddleman, "you may as well leave it alone, Mrs. Yeobright." "I half think so myself," she said.
But it is only proper that you should first tell your husband distinctly that you are without any, and see what he will do." "Very well, I will... Aunt, I have heard about Clym. I know you are in trouble about him, and that's why I have come." Mrs. Yeobright turned away, and her features worked in her attempt to conceal her feelings.
Eustacia started when the lamp shone upon him, and Clym's arm was involuntarily withdrawn from her waist. He said, "What, Diggory? You are having a lonely walk." "Yes I beg your pardon for stopping you," said Venn. "But I am waiting about for Mrs. Wildeve: I have something to give her from Mrs. Yeobright. Can you tell me if she's gone home from the party yet?" "No. But she will be leaving soon.
On an evening such as this Yeobright descended into the Blooms-End valley from beside that very pool, where he had been standing with another person quite silently and quite long enough to hear all this puny stir of resurrection in nature; yet he had not heard it. His walk was rapid as he came down, and he went with a springy tread.
"And there is a very curious Druidical stone just out there." He threw a pebble in the direction signified. "Do you often go to see it?" "I was not even aware there existed any such curious Druidical stone. I am aware that there are boulevards in Paris." Yeobright looked thoughtfully on the ground. "That means much," he said. "It does indeed," said Eustacia.
There, now it is out, and I have never told anybody before but herself." Mrs. Yeobright was not demonstrative, but her eyes involuntarily glanced towards his singular though shapely figure. "Looks are not everything," said the reddleman, noticing the glance. "There's many a calling that don't bring in so much as mine, if it comes to money; and perhaps I am not so much worse off than Wildeve.
"O, my darling!" exclaimed Wildeve in an agonized voice; and, without showing sufficient presence of mind even to throw off his greatcoat, he leaped into the boiling caldron. Yeobright could now also discern the floating body, though but indistinctly; and imagining from Wildeve's plunge that there was life to be saved he was about to leap after.
Really, I half hope he has failed to meet her!" "And ruined her character?" "Nonsense: that wouldn't ruin Thomasin." He took up his hat and hastily left the house. Mrs. Yeobright looked rather unhappy, and sat still, deep in thought. But she was not long left alone. A few minutes later Clym came back again, and in his company came Diggory Venn.
He saw before him in one of the valleys the gleaming of whetted iron, and advancing, dimly perceived that the shine came from the tool of a man who was cutting furze. The worker recognized Clym, and Yeobright learnt from the voice that the speaker was Humphrey.
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