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She
remained
on
the
settee
some
time
longer
,
when
she
aroused
herself
and
went
upstairs
.
The
room
in
which
she
had
formerly
slept
still
remained
much
as
she
had
left
it
,
and
the
recollection
that
this
forced
upon
her
of
her
own
greatly
changed
and
infinitely
worsened
situation
again
set
on
her
face
the
undetermined
and
formless
misery
which
it
had
worn
on
her
first
arrival
.
She
peeped
into
her
grandfather
’
s
room
,
through
which
the
fresh
autumn
air
was
blowing
from
the
open
window
.
Her
eye
was
arrested
by
what
was
a
familiar
sight
enough
,
though
it
broke
upon
her
now
with
a
new
significance
.
It
was
a
brace
of
pistols
,
hanging
near
the
head
of
her
grandfather
’
s
bed
,
which
he
always
kept
there
loaded
,
as
a
precaution
against
possible
burglars
,
the
house
being
very
lonely
.
Eustacia
regarded
them
long
,
as
if
they
were
the
page
of
a
book
in
which
she
read
a
new
and
a
strange
matter
.
Quickly
,
like
one
afraid
of
herself
,
she
returned
downstairs
and
stood
in
deep
thought
.
“
If
I
could
only
do
it
!
”
she
said
.
“
It
would
be
doing
much
good
to
myself
and
all
connected
with
me
,
and
no
harm
to
a
single
one
.
”
The
idea
seemed
to
gather
force
within
her
,
and
she
remained
in
a
fixed
attitude
nearly
ten
minutes
,
when
a
certain
finality
was
expressed
in
her
gaze
,
and
no
longer
the
blankness
of
indecision
.
She
turned
and
went
up
the
second
time
—
softly
and
stealthily
now
—
and
entered
her
grandfather
’
s
room
,
her
eyes
at
once
seeking
the
head
of
the
bed
.
The
pistols
were
gone
.
The
instant
quashing
of
her
purpose
by
their
absence
affected
her
brain
as
a
sudden
vacuum
affects
the
body
—
she
nearly
fainted
.
Who
had
done
this
?
There
was
only
one
person
on
the
premises
besides
herself
.
Eustacia
involuntarily
turned
to
the
open
window
which
overlooked
the
garden
as
far
as
the
bank
that
bounded
it
.
On
the
summit
of
the
latter
stood
Charley
,
sufficiently
elevated
by
its
height
to
see
into
the
room
.
His
gaze
was
directed
eagerly
and
solicitously
upon
her
.
She
went
downstairs
to
the
door
and
beckoned
to
him
.
“
You
have
taken
them
away
?
”
“
Yes
,
ma
’
am
.
”
