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“
You
will
think
twice
before
you
direct
me
to
do
that
.
Here
is
a
man
who
has
not
forgotten
an
item
in
our
meetings
at
Rainbarrow
—
he
is
in
company
with
your
husband
.
Which
of
them
,
seeing
us
together
here
,
will
believe
that
our
meeting
and
dancing
at
the
gipsy
party
was
by
chance
?
”
“
Very
well
,
”
she
whispered
gloomily
.
“
Leave
me
before
they
come
up
.
”
Wildeve
bade
her
a
tender
farewell
,
and
plunged
across
the
fern
and
furze
,
Eustacia
slowly
walking
on
.
In
two
or
three
minutes
she
met
her
husband
and
his
companion
.
“
My
journey
ends
here
for
tonight
,
reddleman
,
”
said
Yeobright
as
soon
as
he
perceived
her
.
“
I
turn
back
with
this
lady
.
Good
night
.
”
“
Good
night
,
Mr
.
Yeobright
,
”
said
Venn
.
“
I
hope
to
see
you
better
soon
.
”
The
moonlight
shone
directly
upon
Venn
’
s
face
as
he
spoke
,
and
revealed
all
its
lines
to
Eustacia
.
He
was
looking
suspiciously
at
her
.
That
Venn
’
s
keen
eye
had
discerned
what
Yeobright
’
s
feeble
vision
had
not
—
a
man
in
the
act
of
withdrawing
from
Eustacia
’
s
side
—
was
within
the
limits
of
the
probable
.
If
Eustacia
had
been
able
to
follow
the
reddleman
she
would
soon
have
found
striking
confirmation
of
her
thought
.
No
sooner
had
Clym
given
her
his
arm
and
led
her
off
the
scene
than
the
reddleman
turned
back
from
the
beaten
track
towards
East
Egdon
,
whither
he
had
been
strolling
merely
to
accompany
Clym
in
his
walk
,
Diggory
’
s
van
being
again
in
the
neighbourhood
.
Stretching
out
his
long
legs
,
he
crossed
the
pathless
portion
of
the
heath
somewhat
in
the
direction
which
Wildeve
had
taken
.
Only
a
man
accustomed
to
nocturnal
rambles
could
at
this
hour
have
descended
those
shaggy
slopes
with
Venn
’
s
velocity
without
falling
headlong
into
a
pit
,
or
snapping
off
his
leg
by
jamming
his
foot
into
some
rabbit
burrow
.
But
Venn
went
on
without
much
inconvenience
to
himself
,
and
the
course
of
his
scamper
was
towards
the
Quiet
Woman
Inn
.
This
place
he
reached
in
about
half
an
hour
,
and
he
was
well
aware
that
no
person
who
had
been
near
Throope
Corner
when
he
started
could
have
got
down
here
before
him
.
The
lonely
inn
was
not
yet
closed
,
though
scarcely
an
individual
was
there
,
the
business
done
being
chiefly
with
travellers
who
passed
the
inn
on
long
journeys
,
and
these
had
now
gone
on
their
way
.
Venn
went
to
the
public
room
,
called
for
a
mug
of
ale
,
and
inquired
of
the
maid
in
an
indifferent
tone
if
Mr
.
Wildeve
was
at
home
.
