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“
Let
me
see
her
at
once
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Yeobright
,
hastening
towards
the
van
.
The
reddleman
followed
with
the
lantern
,
and
,
stepping
up
first
,
assisted
Mrs
.
Yeobright
to
mount
beside
him
.
On
the
door
being
opened
she
perceived
at
the
end
of
the
van
an
extemporized
couch
,
around
which
was
hung
apparently
all
the
drapery
that
the
reddleman
possessed
,
to
keep
the
occupant
of
the
little
couch
from
contact
with
the
red
materials
of
his
trade
.
A
young
girl
lay
thereon
,
covered
with
a
cloak
.
She
was
asleep
,
and
the
light
of
the
lantern
fell
upon
her
features
.
A
fair
,
sweet
,
and
honest
country
face
was
revealed
,
reposing
in
a
nest
of
wavy
chestnut
hair
.
It
was
between
pretty
and
beautiful
.
Though
her
eyes
were
closed
,
one
could
easily
imagine
the
light
necessarily
shining
in
them
as
the
culmination
of
the
luminous
workmanship
around
.
The
groundwork
of
the
face
was
hopefulness
;
but
over
it
now
I
ay
like
a
foreign
substance
a
film
of
anxiety
and
grief
.
The
grief
had
been
there
so
shortly
as
to
have
abstracted
nothing
of
the
bloom
,
and
had
as
yet
but
given
a
dignity
to
what
it
might
eventually
undermine
.
The
scarlet
of
her
lips
had
not
had
time
to
abate
,
and
just
now
it
appeared
still
more
intense
by
the
absence
of
the
neighbouring
and
more
transient
colour
of
her
cheek
.
The
lips
frequently
parted
,
with
a
murmur
of
words
.
She
seemed
to
belong
rightly
to
a
madrigal
—
to
require
viewing
through
rhyme
and
harmony
.
One
thing
at
least
was
obvious
:
she
was
not
made
to
be
looked
at
thus
.
The
reddleman
had
appeared
conscious
of
as
much
,
and
,
while
Mrs
.
Yeobright
looked
in
upon
her
,
he
cast
his
eyes
aside
with
a
delicacy
which
well
became
him
.
The
sleeper
apparently
thought
so
too
,
for
the
next
moment
she
opened
her
own
.
The
lips
then
parted
with
something
of
anticipation
,
something
more
of
doubt
;
and
her
several
thoughts
and
fractions
of
thoughts
,
as
signalled
by
the
changes
on
her
face
,
were
exhibited
by
the
light
to
the
utmost
nicety
.
An
ingenuous
,
transparent
life
was
disclosed
,
as
if
the
flow
of
her
existence
could
be
seen
passing
within
her
.
She
understood
the
scene
in
a
moment
.
“
O
yes
,
it
is
I
,
Aunt
,
”
she
cried
.
“
I
know
how
frightened
you
are
,
and
how
you
cannot
believe
it
;
but
all
the
same
,
it
is
I
who
have
come
home
like
this
!
”
“
Tamsin
,
Tamsin
!
”
said
Mrs
.
Yeobright
,
stooping
over
the
young
woman
and
kissing
her
.
“
O
my
dear
girl
!
”
Thomasin
was
now
on
the
verge
of
a
sob
,
but
by
an
unexpected
self
-
command
she
uttered
no
sound
.
With
a
gentle
panting
breath
she
sat
upright
.
“
I
did
not
expect
to
see
you
in
this
state
,
any
more
than
you
me
,
”
she
went
on
quickly
.
“
Where
am
I
,
Aunt
?
”
