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He
could
not
afford
to
wait
till
the
next
day
before
seeing
Thomasin
and
detailing
his
plan
.
He
speedily
plunged
himself
into
toilet
operations
,
pulled
a
suit
of
cloth
clothes
from
a
box
,
and
in
about
twenty
minutes
stood
before
the
van
-
lantern
as
a
reddleman
in
nothing
but
his
face
,
the
vermilion
shades
of
which
were
not
to
be
removed
in
a
day
.
Closing
the
door
and
fastening
it
with
a
padlock
,
Venn
set
off
towards
Blooms
-
End
He
had
reached
the
white
palings
and
laid
his
hand
upon
the
gate
when
the
door
of
the
house
opened
,
and
quickly
closed
again
.
A
female
form
had
glided
in
.
At
the
same
time
a
man
,
who
had
seemingly
been
standing
with
the
woman
in
the
porch
,
came
forward
from
the
house
till
he
was
face
to
face
with
Venn
.
It
was
Wildeve
again
.
“
Man
alive
,
you
’
ve
been
quick
at
it
,
”
said
Diggory
sarcastically
.
“
And
you
slow
,
as
you
will
find
,
”
said
Wildeve
.
“
And
,
”
lowering
his
voice
,
“
you
may
as
well
go
back
again
now
.
I
’
ve
claimed
her
,
and
got
her
.
Good
night
,
reddleman
!
”
Thereupon
Wildeve
walked
away
.
Venn
’
s
heart
sank
within
him
,
though
it
had
not
risen
unduly
high
.
He
stood
leaning
over
the
palings
in
an
indecisive
mood
for
nearly
a
quarter
of
an
hour
.
Then
he
went
up
the
garden
path
,
knocked
,
and
asked
for
Mrs
.
Yeobright
.
Instead
of
requesting
him
to
enter
she
came
to
the
porch
.
A
discourse
was
carried
on
between
them
in
low
measured
tones
for
the
space
of
ten
minutes
or
more
.
At
the
end
of
the
time
Mrs
.
Yeobright
went
in
,
and
Venn
sadly
retraced
his
steps
into
the
heath
.
When
he
had
again
regained
his
van
he
lit
the
lantern
,
and
with
an
apathetic
face
at
once
began
to
pull
off
his
best
clothes
,
till
in
the
course
of
a
few
minutes
he
reappeared
as
the
confirmed
and
irretrievable
reddleman
that
he
had
seemed
before
.
On
that
evening
the
interior
of
Blooms
-
End
,
though
cosy
and
comfortable
,
had
been
rather
silent
.
Clym
Yeobright
was
not
at
home
.
Since
the
Christmas
party
he
had
gone
on
a
few
days
’
visit
to
a
friend
about
ten
miles
off
.
The
shadowy
form
seen
by
Venn
to
part
from
Wildeve
in
the
porch
,
and
quickly
withdraw
into
the
house
,
was
Thomasin
’
s
.
On
entering
she
threw
down
a
cloak
which
had
been
carelessly
wrapped
round
her
,
and
came
forward
to
the
light
,
where
Mrs
.
Yeobright
sat
at
her
work
-
table
,
drawn
up
within
the
settle
,
so
that
part
of
it
projected
into
the
chimney
-
corner
.
“
I
don
’
t
like
your
going
out
after
dark
alone
,
Tamsin
,
”
said
her
aunt
quietly
,
without
looking
up
from
her
work
.
“
I
have
only
been
just
outside
the
door
.
”
