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When
afternoon
came
people
began
to
gather
on
the
green
,
and
Yeobright
was
interested
enough
to
look
out
upon
them
from
the
open
window
of
his
room
.
Soon
after
this
Thomasin
walked
out
from
the
door
immediately
below
and
turned
her
eyes
up
to
her
cousin
’
s
face
.
She
was
dressed
more
gaily
than
Yeobright
had
ever
seen
her
dressed
since
the
time
of
Wildeve
’
s
death
,
eighteen
months
before
;
since
the
day
of
her
marriage
even
she
had
not
exhibited
herself
to
such
advantage
.
“
How
pretty
you
look
today
,
Thomasin
!
”
he
said
.
“
Is
it
because
of
the
Maypole
?
”
“
Not
altogether
.
”
And
then
she
blushed
and
dropped
her
eyes
,
which
he
did
not
specially
observe
,
though
her
manner
seemed
to
him
to
be
rather
peculiar
,
considering
that
she
was
only
addressing
himself
.
Could
it
be
possible
that
she
had
put
on
her
summer
clothes
to
please
him
?
He
recalled
her
conduct
towards
him
throughout
the
last
few
weeks
,
when
they
had
often
been
working
together
in
the
garden
,
just
as
they
had
formerly
done
when
they
were
boy
and
girl
under
his
mother
’
s
eye
.
What
if
her
interest
in
him
were
not
so
entirely
that
of
a
relative
as
it
had
formerly
been
?
To
Yeobright
any
possibility
of
this
sort
was
a
serious
matter
;
and
he
almost
felt
troubled
at
the
thought
of
it
.
Every
pulse
of
loverlike
feeling
which
had
not
been
stilled
during
Eustacia
’
s
lifetime
had
gone
into
the
grave
with
her
.
His
passion
for
her
had
occurred
too
far
on
in
his
manhood
to
leave
fuel
enough
on
hand
for
another
fire
of
that
sort
,
as
may
happen
with
more
boyish
loves
.
Even
supposing
him
capable
of
loving
again
,
that
love
would
be
a
plant
of
slow
and
laboured
growth
,
and
in
the
end
only
small
and
sickly
,
like
an
autumn
-
hatched
bird
.
He
was
so
distressed
by
this
new
complexity
that
when
the
enthusiastic
brass
band
arrived
and
struck
up
,
which
it
did
about
five
o
’
clock
,
with
apparently
wind
enough
among
its
members
to
blow
down
his
house
,
he
withdrew
from
his
rooms
by
the
back
door
,
went
down
the
garden
,
through
the
gate
in
the
hedge
,
and
away
out
of
sight
.
He
could
not
bear
to
remain
in
the
presence
of
enjoyment
today
,
though
he
had
tried
hard
.
Nothing
was
seen
of
him
for
four
hours
.
When
he
came
back
by
the
same
path
it
was
dusk
,
and
the
dews
were
coating
every
green
thing
.
The
boisterous
music
had
ceased
;
but
,
entering
the
premises
as
he
did
from
behind
,
he
could
not
see
if
the
May
party
had
all
gone
till
he
had
passed
through
Thomasin
’
s
division
of
the
house
to
the
front
door
.
Thomasin
was
standing
within
the
porch
alone
.
She
looked
at
him
reproachfully
.
“
You
went
away
just
when
it
began
,
Clym
,
”
she
said
.
“
Yes
.
I
felt
I
could
not
join
in
.
You
went
out
with
them
,
of
course
?
”
“
No
,
I
did
not
.
”
