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Yeobright
was
vexed
at
this
,
having
reckoned
on
finding
her
son
and
his
wife
by
themselves
;
but
a
moment
’
s
thought
showed
her
that
the
presence
of
an
acquaintance
would
take
off
the
awkwardness
of
her
first
appearance
in
the
house
,
by
confining
the
talk
to
general
matters
until
she
had
begun
to
feel
comfortable
with
them
.
She
came
down
the
hill
to
the
gate
,
and
looked
into
the
hot
garden
.
There
lay
the
cat
asleep
on
the
bare
gravel
of
the
path
,
as
if
beds
,
rugs
,
and
carpets
were
unendurable
.
The
leaves
of
the
hollyhocks
hung
like
half
-
closed
umbrellas
,
the
sap
almost
simmered
in
the
stems
,
and
foliage
with
a
smooth
surface
glared
like
metallic
mirrors
.
A
small
apple
tree
,
of
the
sort
called
Ratheripe
,
grew
just
inside
the
gate
,
the
only
one
which
throve
in
the
garden
,
by
reason
of
the
lightness
of
the
soil
;
and
among
the
fallen
apples
on
the
ground
beneath
were
wasps
rolling
drunk
with
the
juice
,
or
creeping
about
the
little
caves
in
each
fruit
which
they
had
eaten
out
before
stupefied
by
its
sweetness
.
By
the
door
lay
Clym
’
s
furze
-
hook
and
the
last
handful
of
faggot
-
bonds
she
had
seen
him
gather
;
they
had
plainly
been
thrown
down
there
as
he
entered
the
house
.
Wildeve
,
as
has
been
stated
,
was
determined
to
visit
Eustacia
boldly
,
by
day
,
and
on
the
easy
terms
of
a
relation
,
since
the
reddleman
had
spied
out
and
spoilt
his
walks
to
her
by
night
.
The
spell
that
she
had
thrown
over
him
in
the
moonlight
dance
made
it
impossible
for
a
man
having
no
strong
puritanic
force
within
him
to
keep
away
altogether
.
He
merely
calculated
on
meeting
her
and
her
husband
in
an
ordinary
manner
,
chatting
a
little
while
,
and
leaving
again
.
Every
outward
sign
was
to
be
conventional
;
but
the
one
great
fact
would
be
there
to
satisfy
him
—
he
would
see
her
.
He
did
not
even
desire
Clym
’
s
absence
,
since
it
was
just
possible
that
Eustacia
might
resent
any
situation
which
could
compromise
her
dignity
as
a
wife
,
whatever
the
state
of
her
heart
towards
him
.
Women
were
often
so
.
He
went
accordingly
;
and
it
happened
that
the
time
of
his
arrival
coincided
with
that
of
Mrs
.
Yeobright
’
s
pause
on
the
hill
near
the
house
.
When
he
had
looked
round
the
premises
in
the
manner
she
had
noticed
he
went
and
knocked
at
the
door
.
There
was
a
few
minutes
’
interval
,
and
then
the
key
turned
in
the
lock
,
the
door
opened
,
and
Eustacia
herself
confronted
him
.
Nobody
could
have
imagined
from
her
bearing
now
that
here
stood
the
woman
who
had
joined
with
him
in
the
impassioned
dance
of
the
week
before
,
unless
indeed
he
could
have
penetrated
below
the
surface
and
gauged
the
real
depth
of
that
still
stream
.
“
I
hope
you
reached
home
safely
?
”
said
Wildeve
.
“
O
yes
,
”
she
carelessly
returned
.
“
And
were
you
not
tired
the
next
day
?
I
feared
you
might
be
.
”
“
I
was
rather
.
You
need
not
speak
low
—
nobody
will
over
-
hear
us
.
My
small
servant
is
gone
on
an
errand
to
the
village
.
”
