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If
she
had
had
a
little
less
pride
she
might
have
gone
and
circumambulated
the
Yeobrights
’
premises
at
Blooms
-
End
at
any
maidenly
sacrifice
until
she
had
seen
him
.
But
Eustacia
did
neither
of
these
things
.
She
acted
as
the
most
exemplary
might
have
acted
,
being
so
influenced
;
she
took
an
airing
twice
or
thrice
a
day
upon
the
Egdon
hills
,
and
kept
her
eyes
employed
.
The
first
occasion
passed
,
and
he
did
not
come
that
way
.
She
promenaded
a
second
time
,
and
was
again
the
sole
wanderer
there
.
The
third
time
there
was
a
dense
fog
;
she
looked
around
,
but
without
much
hope
.
Even
if
he
had
been
walking
within
twenty
yards
of
her
she
could
not
have
seen
him
.
At
the
fourth
attempt
to
encounter
him
it
began
to
rain
in
torrents
,
and
she
turned
back
.
The
fifth
sally
was
in
the
afternoon
;
it
was
fine
,
and
she
remained
out
long
,
walking
to
the
very
top
of
the
valley
in
which
Blooms
-
End
lay
.
She
saw
the
white
paling
about
half
a
mile
off
;
but
he
did
not
appear
.
It
was
almost
with
heart
-
sickness
that
she
came
home
and
with
a
sense
of
shame
at
her
weakness
.
She
resolved
to
look
for
the
man
from
Paris
no
more
.
But
Providence
is
nothing
if
not
coquettish
;
and
no
sooner
had
Eustacia
formed
this
resolve
than
the
opportunity
came
which
,
while
sought
,
had
been
entirely
withholden
.
In
the
evening
of
this
last
day
of
expectation
,
which
was
the
twenty
-
third
of
December
,
Eustacia
was
at
home
alone
.
She
had
passed
the
recent
hour
in
lamenting
over
a
rumour
newly
come
to
her
ears
—
that
Yeobright
’
s
visit
to
his
mother
was
to
be
of
short
duration
,
and
would
end
some
time
the
next
week
.
“
Naturally
,
”
she
said
to
herself
.
A
man
in
the
full
swing
of
his
activities
in
a
gay
city
could
not
afford
to
linger
long
on
Egdon
Heath
.
That
she
would
behold
face
to
face
the
owner
of
the
awakening
voice
within
the
limits
of
such
a
holiday
was
most
unlikely
,
unless
she
were
to
haunt
the
environs
of
his
mother
’
s
house
like
a
robin
,
to
do
which
was
difficult
and
unseemly
.
The
customary
expedient
of
provincial
girls
and
men
in
such
circumstances
is
churchgoing
.
In
an
ordinary
village
or
country
town
one
can
safely
calculate
that
,
either
on
Christmas
day
or
the
Sunday
contiguous
,
any
native
home
for
the
holidays
,
who
has
not
through
age
or
ennui
lost
the
appetite
for
seeing
and
being
seen
,
will
turn
up
in
some
pew
or
other
,
shining
with
hope
,
self
-
consciousness
,
and
new
clothes
.
Thus
the
congregation
on
Christmas
morning
is
mostly
a
Tussaud
collection
of
celebrities
who
have
been
born
in
the
neighbourhood
.
Hither
the
mistress
,
left
neglected
at
home
all
the
year
,
can
steal
and
observe
the
development
of
the
returned
lover
who
has
forgotten
her
,
and
think
as
she
watches
him
over
her
prayer
book
that
he
may
throb
with
a
renewed
fidelity
when
novelties
have
lost
their
charm
.
And
hither
a
comparatively
recent
settler
like
Eustacia
may
betake
herself
to
scrutinize
the
person
of
a
native
son
who
left
home
before
her
advent
upon
the
scene
,
and
consider
if
the
friendship
of
his
parents
be
worth
cultivating
during
his
next
absence
in
order
to
secure
a
knowledge
of
him
on
his
next
return
.
