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In
recalling
the
details
of
his
glances
and
words
—
at
the
time
scarcely
regarded
—
it
became
plain
to
her
how
greatly
they
had
been
dictated
by
his
knowledge
of
this
new
event
.
“
Had
he
been
a
man
to
bear
a
jilt
ill
-
will
he
would
have
told
me
of
his
good
fortune
in
crowing
tones
;
instead
of
doing
that
he
mentioned
not
a
word
,
in
deference
to
my
misfortunes
,
and
merely
implied
that
he
loved
me
still
,
as
one
superior
to
him
.
”
Wildeve
’
s
silence
that
day
on
what
had
happened
to
him
was
just
the
kind
of
behaviour
calculated
to
make
an
impression
on
such
a
woman
.
Those
delicate
touches
of
good
taste
were
,
in
fact
,
one
of
the
strong
points
in
his
demeanour
towards
the
other
sex
.
The
peculiarity
of
Wildeve
was
that
,
while
at
one
time
passionate
,
upbraiding
,
and
resentful
towards
a
woman
,
at
another
he
would
treat
her
with
such
unparalleled
grace
as
to
make
previous
neglect
appear
as
no
discourtesy
,
injury
as
no
insult
,
interference
as
a
delicate
attention
,
and
the
ruin
of
her
honour
as
excess
of
chivalry
.
This
man
,
whose
admiration
today
Eustacia
had
disregarded
,
whose
good
wishes
she
had
scarcely
taken
the
trouble
to
accept
,
whom
she
had
shown
out
of
the
house
by
the
back
door
,
was
the
possessor
of
eleven
thousand
pounds
—
a
man
of
fair
professional
education
,
and
one
who
had
served
his
articles
with
a
civil
engineer
.
So
intent
was
Eustacia
upon
Wildeve
’
s
fortunes
that
she
forgot
how
much
closer
to
her
own
course
were
those
of
Clym
;
and
instead
of
walking
on
to
meet
him
at
once
she
sat
down
upon
a
stone
.
She
was
disturbed
in
her
reverie
by
a
voice
behind
,
and
turning
her
head
beheld
the
old
lover
and
fortunate
inheritor
of
wealth
immediately
beside
her
.
She
remained
sitting
,
though
the
fluctuation
in
her
look
might
have
told
any
man
who
knew
her
so
well
as
Wildeve
that
she
was
thinking
of
him
.
“
How
did
you
come
here
?
”
she
said
in
her
clear
low
tone
.
“
I
thought
you
were
at
home
.
”
“
I
went
on
to
the
village
after
leaving
your
garden
;
and
now
I
have
come
back
again
—
that
’
s
all
.
Which
way
are
you
walking
,
may
I
ask
?
”
She
waved
her
hand
in
the
direction
of
Blooms
-
End
.
“
I
am
going
to
meet
my
husband
.
I
think
I
may
possibly
have
got
into
trouble
whilst
you
were
with
me
today
.
”
“
How
could
that
be
?
”
“
By
not
letting
in
Mrs
.
Yeobright
.
”
