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There
’
s
my
too
candid
confession
.
”
“
Spoken
like
a
woman
.
And
now
I
must
soon
leave
you
.
I
’
ll
walk
with
you
towards
your
house
.
”
“
But
must
you
go
home
yet
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Yes
,
the
sand
has
nearly
slipped
away
,
I
see
,
and
the
eclipse
is
creeping
on
more
and
more
.
Don
’
t
go
yet
!
Stop
till
the
hour
has
run
itself
out
;
then
I
will
not
press
you
any
more
.
You
will
go
home
and
sleep
well
;
I
keep
sighing
in
my
sleep
!
Do
you
ever
dream
of
me
?
”
“
I
cannot
recollect
a
clear
dream
of
you
.
”
“
I
see
your
face
in
every
scene
of
my
dreams
,
and
hear
your
voice
in
every
sound
.
I
wish
I
did
not
.
It
is
too
much
what
I
feel
.
They
say
such
love
never
lasts
.
But
it
must
!
And
yet
once
,
I
remember
,
I
saw
an
officer
of
the
Hussars
ride
down
the
street
at
Budmouth
,
and
though
he
was
a
total
stranger
and
never
spoke
to
me
,
I
loved
him
till
I
thought
I
should
really
die
of
love
—
but
I
didn
’
t
die
,
and
at
last
I
left
off
caring
for
him
.
How
terrible
it
would
be
if
a
time
should
come
when
I
could
not
love
you
,
my
Clym
!
”
“
Please
don
’
t
say
such
reckless
things
.
When
we
see
such
a
time
at
hand
we
will
say
,
’
I
have
outlived
my
faith
and
purpose
,
’
and
die
.
There
,
the
hour
has
expired
—
now
let
us
walk
on
.
”
Hand
in
hand
they
went
along
the
path
towards
Mistover
.
When
they
were
near
the
house
he
said
,
“
It
is
too
late
for
me
to
see
your
grandfather
tonight
.
Do
you
think
he
will
object
to
it
?
”
“
I
will
speak
to
him
.
I
am
so
accustomed
to
be
my
own
mistress
that
it
did
not
occur
to
me
that
we
should
have
to
ask
him
.
”
Then
they
lingeringly
separated
,
and
Clym
descended
towards
Blooms
-
End
.
And
as
he
walked
further
and
further
from
the
charmed
atmosphere
of
his
Olympian
girl
his
face
grew
sad
with
a
new
sort
of
sadness
.
A
perception
of
the
dilemma
in
which
his
love
had
placed
him
came
back
in
full
force
.
In
spite
of
Eustacia
’
s
apparent
willingness
to
wait
through
the
period
of
an
unpromising
engagement
,
till
he
should
be
established
in
his
new
pursuit
,
he
could
not
but
perceive
at
moments
that
she
loved
him
rather
as
a
visitant
from
a
gay
world
to
which
she
rightly
belonged
than
as
a
man
with
a
purpose
opposed
to
that
recent
past
of
his
which
so
interested
her
.
It
meant
that
,
though
she
made
no
conditions
as
to
his
return
to
the
French
capital
,
this
was
what
she
secretly
longed
for
in
the
event
of
marriage
;
and
it
robbed
him
of
many
an
otherwise
pleasant
hour
.
Along
with
that
came
the
widening
breach
between
himself
and
his
mother
.
Whenever
any
little
occurrence
had
brought
into
more
prominence
than
usual
the
disappointment
that
he
was
causing
her
it
had
sent
him
on
lone
and
moody
walks
;
or
he
was
kept
awake
a
great
part
of
the
night
by
the
turmoil
of
spirit
which
such
a
recognition
created
.
If
Mrs
.
Yeobright
could
only
have
been
led
to
see
what
a
sound
and
worthy
purpose
this
purpose
of
his
was
and
how
little
it
was
being
affected
by
his
devotions
to
Eustacia
,
how
differently
would
she
regard
him
!
