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While
they
both
hung
thus
in
hesitation
a
dull
sound
became
audible
above
the
storm
and
wind
.
Its
origin
was
unmistakable
—
it
was
the
fall
of
a
body
into
the
stream
in
the
adjoining
mead
,
apparently
at
a
point
near
the
weir
.
Both
started
.
“
Good
God
!
can
it
be
she
?
”
said
Clym
.
“
Why
should
it
be
she
?
”
said
Wildeve
,
in
his
alarm
forgetting
that
he
had
hitherto
screened
himself
.
“
Ah
!
—
that
’
s
you
,
you
traitor
,
is
it
?
”
cried
Yeobright
.
“
Why
should
it
be
she
?
Because
last
week
she
would
have
put
an
end
to
her
life
if
she
had
been
able
.
She
ought
to
have
been
watched
!
Take
one
of
the
lamps
and
come
with
me
.
”
Yeobright
seized
the
one
on
his
side
and
hastened
on
;
Wildeve
did
not
wait
to
unfasten
the
other
,
but
followed
at
once
along
the
meadow
track
to
the
weir
,
a
little
in
the
rear
of
Clym
.
Shadwater
Weir
had
at
its
foot
a
large
circular
pool
,
fifty
feet
in
diameter
,
into
which
the
water
flowed
through
ten
huge
hatches
,
raised
and
lowered
by
a
winch
and
cogs
in
the
ordinary
manner
.
The
sides
of
the
pool
were
of
masonry
,
to
prevent
the
water
from
washing
away
the
bank
;
but
the
force
of
the
stream
in
winter
was
sometimes
such
as
to
undermine
the
retaining
wall
and
precipitate
it
into
the
hole
.
Clym
reached
the
hatches
,
the
framework
of
which
was
shaken
to
its
foundations
by
the
velocity
of
the
current
.
Nothing
but
the
froth
of
the
waves
could
be
discerned
in
the
pool
below
.
He
got
upon
the
plank
bridge
over
the
race
,
and
holding
to
the
rail
,
that
the
wind
might
not
blow
him
off
,
crossed
to
the
other
side
of
the
river
.
There
he
leant
over
the
wall
and
lowered
the
lamp
,
only
to
behold
the
vortex
formed
at
the
curl
of
the
returning
current
.
Wildeve
meanwhile
had
arrived
on
the
former
side
,
and
the
light
from
Yeobright
’
s
lamp
shed
a
flecked
and
agitated
radiance
across
the
weir
pool
,
revealing
to
the
ex
-
engineer
the
tumbling
courses
of
the
currents
from
the
hatches
above
.
Across
this
gashed
and
puckered
mirror
a
dark
body
was
slowly
borne
by
one
of
the
backward
currents
.
“
O
,
my
darling
!
”
exclaimed
Wildeve
in
an
agonized
voice
;
and
,
without
showing
sufficient
presence
of
mind
even
to
throw
off
his
greatcoat
,
he
leaped
into
the
boiling
caldron
.
Yeobright
could
now
also
discern
the
floating
body
,
though
but
indistinctly
;
and
imagining
from
Wildeve
’
s
plunge
that
there
was
life
to
be
saved
he
was
about
to
leap
after
.
Bethinking
himself
of
a
wiser
plan
,
he
placed
the
lamp
against
a
post
to
make
it
stand
upright
,
and
running
round
to
the
lower
part
of
the
pool
,
where
there
was
no
wall
,
he
sprang
in
and
boldly
waded
upwards
towards
the
deeper
portion
.
Here
he
was
taken
off
his
legs
,
and
in
swimming
was
carried
round
into
the
centre
of
the
basin
,
where
he
perceived
Wildeve
struggling
.
