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“
You
shall
,
”
said
a
low
voice
behind
;
and
starting
round
they
beheld
by
the
dim
light
,
a
thin
,
pallid
,
almost
spectral
form
,
wrapped
in
a
blanket
,
and
looking
like
Lazarus
coming
from
the
tomb
.
It
was
Yeobright
.
Neither
Venn
nor
Charley
spoke
,
and
Clym
continued
,
“
You
shall
see
her
.
There
will
be
time
enough
to
tell
the
captain
when
it
gets
daylight
.
You
would
like
to
see
her
too
—
would
you
not
,
Diggory
?
She
looks
very
beautiful
now
.
”
Venn
assented
by
rising
to
his
feet
,
and
with
Charley
he
followed
Clym
to
the
foot
of
the
staircase
,
where
he
took
off
his
boots
;
Charley
did
the
same
.
They
followed
Yeobright
upstairs
to
the
landing
,
where
there
was
a
candle
burning
,
which
Yeobright
took
in
his
hand
,
and
with
it
led
the
way
into
an
adjoining
room
.
Here
he
went
to
the
bedside
and
folded
back
the
sheet
.
They
stood
silently
looking
upon
Eustacia
,
who
,
as
she
lay
there
still
in
death
,
eclipsed
all
her
living
phases
.
Pallor
did
not
include
all
the
quality
of
her
complexion
,
which
seemed
more
than
whiteness
;
it
was
almost
light
.
The
expression
of
her
finely
carved
mouth
was
pleasant
,
as
if
a
sense
of
dignity
had
just
compelled
her
to
leave
off
speaking
.
Eternal
rigidity
had
seized
upon
it
in
a
momentary
transition
between
fervour
and
resignation
.
Her
black
hair
was
looser
now
than
either
of
them
had
ever
seen
it
before
,
and
surrounded
her
brow
like
a
forest
.
The
stateliness
of
look
which
had
been
almost
too
marked
for
a
dweller
in
a
country
domicile
had
at
last
found
an
artistically
happy
background
.
Nobody
spoke
,
till
at
length
Clym
covered
her
and
turned
aside
.
“
Now
come
here
,
”
he
said
.
They
went
to
a
recess
in
the
same
room
,
and
there
,
on
a
smaller
bed
,
lay
another
figure
—
Wildeve
.
Less
repose
was
visible
in
his
face
than
in
Eustacia
’
s
,
but
the
same
luminous
youthfulness
overspread
it
,
and
the
least
sympathetic
observer
would
have
felt
at
sight
of
him
now
that
he
was
born
for
a
higher
destiny
than
this
.
The
only
sign
upon
him
of
his
recent
struggle
for
life
was
in
his
fingertips
,
which
were
worn
and
sacrificed
in
his
dying
endeavours
to
obtain
a
hold
on
the
face
of
the
weir
-
wall
.
Yeobright
’
s
manner
had
been
so
quiet
,
he
had
uttered
so
few
syllables
since
his
reappearance
,
that
Venn
imagined
him
resigned
.
It
was
only
when
they
had
left
the
room
and
stood
upon
the
landing
that
the
true
state
of
his
mind
was
apparent
.
Here
he
said
,
with
a
wild
smile
,
inclining
his
head
towards
the
chamber
in
which
Eustacia
lay
,
“
She
is
the
second
woman
I
have
killed
this
year
.
I
was
a
great
cause
of
my
mother
’
s
death
,
and
I
am
the
chief
cause
of
hers
.
”
“
How
?
”
said
Venn
.
“
I
spoke
cruel
words
to
her
,
and
she
left
my
house
