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Eustacia
’
s
face
was
not
visible
to
Charley
as
she
stood
at
the
doorway
,
her
back
being
to
the
sky
,
and
the
stable
but
indifferently
lighted
;
but
the
wildness
of
her
manner
arrested
his
attention
.
She
turned
and
walked
away
across
the
enclosure
to
the
gate
,
and
was
hidden
by
the
bank
.
When
she
had
disappeared
Charley
,
with
misgiving
in
his
eyes
,
slowly
came
from
the
stable
door
,
and
going
to
another
point
in
the
bank
he
looked
over
.
Eustacia
was
leaning
against
it
on
the
outside
,
her
face
covered
with
her
hands
,
and
her
head
pressing
the
dewy
heather
which
bearded
the
bank
’
s
outer
side
.
She
appeared
to
be
utterly
indifferent
to
the
circumstance
that
her
bonnet
,
hair
,
and
garments
were
becoming
wet
and
disarranged
by
the
moisture
of
her
cold
,
harsh
pillow
.
Clearly
something
was
wrong
.
Charley
had
always
regarded
Eustacia
as
Eustacia
had
regarded
Clym
when
she
first
beheld
him
—
as
a
romantic
and
sweet
vision
,
scarcely
incarnate
.
He
had
been
so
shut
off
from
her
by
the
dignity
of
her
look
and
the
pride
of
her
speech
,
except
at
that
one
blissful
interval
when
he
was
allowed
to
hold
her
hand
,
that
he
had
hardly
deemed
her
a
woman
,
wingless
and
earthly
,
subject
to
household
conditions
and
domestic
jars
.
The
inner
details
of
her
life
he
had
only
conjectured
.
She
had
been
a
lovely
wonder
,
predestined
to
an
orbit
in
which
the
whole
of
his
own
was
but
a
point
;
and
this
sight
of
her
leaning
like
a
helpless
,
despairing
creature
against
a
wild
wet
bank
filled
him
with
an
amazed
horror
.
He
could
no
longer
remain
where
he
was
.
Leaping
over
,
he
came
up
,
touched
her
with
his
finger
,
and
said
tenderly
,
“
You
are
poorly
,
ma
’
am
.
What
can
I
do
?
”
Eustacia
started
up
,
and
said
,
“
Ah
,
Charley
—
you
have
followed
me
.
You
did
not
think
when
I
left
home
in
the
summer
that
I
should
come
back
like
this
!
”
“
I
did
not
,
dear
ma
’
am
.
Can
I
help
you
now
?
”
“
I
am
afraid
not
.
I
wish
I
could
get
into
the
house
.
I
feel
giddy
—
that
’
s
all
.
”
“
Lean
on
my
arm
,
ma
’
am
,
till
we
get
to
the
porch
,
and
I
will
try
to
open
the
door
.
”
He
supported
her
to
the
porch
,
and
there
depositing
her
on
a
seat
hastened
to
the
back
,
climbed
to
a
window
by
the
help
of
a
ladder
,
and
descending
inside
opened
the
door
.
Next
he
assisted
her
into
the
room
,
where
there
was
an
old
-
fashioned
horsehair
settee
as
large
as
a
donkey
wagon
.
She
lay
down
here
,
and
Charley
covered
her
with
a
cloak
he
found
in
the
hall
.
“
Shall
I
get
you
something
to
eat
and
drink
?
”
he
said
.
“
If
you
please
,
Charley
.
But
I
suppose
there
is
no
fire
?
”
