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When
Diggory
Venn
had
gone
quite
away
,
Eustacia
walked
to
the
bank
and
looked
down
the
wild
and
picturesque
vale
towards
the
sun
,
which
was
also
in
the
direction
of
Wildeve
’
s
.
The
mist
had
now
so
far
collapsed
that
the
tips
of
the
trees
and
bushes
around
his
house
could
just
be
discerned
,
as
if
boring
upwards
through
a
vast
white
cobweb
which
cloaked
them
from
the
day
.
There
was
no
doubt
that
her
mind
was
inclined
thitherward
;
indefinitely
,
fancifully
—
twining
and
untwining
about
him
as
the
single
object
within
her
horizon
on
which
dreams
might
crystallize
.
The
man
who
had
begun
by
being
merely
her
amusement
,
and
would
never
have
been
more
than
her
hobby
but
for
his
skill
in
deserting
her
at
the
right
moments
,
was
now
again
her
desire
.
Cessation
in
his
love
-
making
had
revivified
her
love
.
Such
feeling
as
Eustacia
had
idly
given
to
Wildeve
was
dammed
into
a
flood
by
Thomasin
.
She
had
used
to
tease
Wildeve
,
but
that
was
before
another
had
favoured
him
.
Often
a
drop
of
irony
into
an
indifferent
situation
renders
the
whole
piquant
.
“
I
will
never
give
him
up
—
never
!
”
she
said
impetuously
.
The
reddleman
’
s
hint
that
rumour
might
show
her
to
disadvantage
had
no
permanent
terror
for
Eustacia
.
She
was
as
unconcerned
at
that
contingency
as
a
goddess
at
a
lack
of
linen
This
did
not
originate
in
inherent
shamelessness
,
but
in
her
living
too
far
from
the
world
to
feel
the
impact
of
public
opinion
.
Zenobia
in
the
desert
could
hardly
have
cared
what
was
said
about
her
at
Rome
.
As
far
as
social
ethics
were
concerned
Eustacia
approached
the
savage
state
,
though
in
emotion
she
was
all
the
while
an
epicure
.
She
had
advanced
to
the
secret
recesses
of
sensuousness
,
yet
had
hardly
crossed
the
threshold
of
conventionality
.
The
reddleman
had
left
Eustacia
’
s
presence
with
desponding
views
on
Thomasin
’
s
future
happiness
;
but
he
was
awakened
to
the
fact
that
one
other
channel
remained
untried
by
seeing
,
as
he
followed
the
way
to
his
van
,
the
form
of
Mrs
.
Yeobright
slowly
walking
towards
the
Quiet
Woman
.
He
went
across
to
her
;
and
could
almost
perceive
in
her
anxious
face
that
this
journey
of
hers
to
Wildeve
was
undertaken
with
the
same
object
as
his
own
to
Eustacia
.
She
did
not
conceal
the
fact
.
“
Then
,
”
said
the
reddleman
,
“
you
may
as
well
leave
it
alone
,
Mrs
.
Yeobright
.
”
“
I
half
think
so
myself
,
”
she
said
.
“
But
nothing
else
remains
to
be
done
besides
pressing
the
question
upon
him
.
”
“
I
should
like
to
say
a
word
first
,
”
said
Venn
firmly
.
“
Mr
.
Wildeve
is
not
the
only
man
who
has
asked
Thomasin
to
marry
him
;
and
why
should
not
another
have
a
chance
?
Mrs
.
Yeobright
,
I
should
be
glad
to
marry
your
niece
and
would
have
done
it
any
time
these
last
two
years
.
There
,
now
it
is
out
,
and
I
have
never
told
anybody
before
but
herself
.
”
Mrs
.
Yeobright
was
not
demonstrative
,
but
her
eyes
involuntarily
glanced
towards
his
singular
though
shapely
figure
.
“
Looks
are
not
everything
,
”
said
the
reddleman
,
noticing
the
glance
.
“
There
’
s
many
a
calling
that
don
’
t
bring
in
so
much
as
mine
,
if
it
comes
to
money
;
and
perhaps
I
am
not
so
much
worse
off
than
Wildeve
.
There
is
nobody
so
poor
as
these
professional
fellows
who
have
failed
;
and
if
you
shouldn
’
t
like
my
redness
—
well
,
I
am
not
red
by
birth
,
you
know
;
I
only
took
to
this
business
for
a
freak
;
and
I
might
turn
my
hand
to
something
else
in
good
time
.
