Chapter 29 Volume 4 The Doors Are Closed Chapter 1 The Conflict by the Pond

The July sun shone brightly on the Moor of Eden, roasting the crimson heather to a purplish brown.It is in this season of the year, and in this climate, that the wilderness is at its brightest.This blooming season marks the second period, or noon, of the periodic surface change which is possible only on this heath; Dawn followed the brown period, when the gray heather and ferns took on the colors of the evening sun; then they were replaced by winter black, which represented the coming of evening. Clem and Eustacia took up residence at their cottage at Eldworth, east of Aydon, and led a life which, if monotonous, pleased them.The heather and all the changes of the seasons were invisible to their eyes now.A layer of brilliant light was shrouded around them, isolating all disharmonious colors from the outside world, and covering everything they saw with a layer of brilliance.They reveled in it when it rained, because it allowed them to be at home together all day; when it was sunny, they reveled in it, because they could sit together on the hillside.They are like those pairs of stars in the sky, revolving around each other non-stop. From a distance, the two stars seem to be one.Their mutual affection was heightened by their complete seclusion; but it might be said that they were wasting their mutual affection with such a frightful rapidity that it was nothing to them. good.Yeobright has never worried about his feelings, but every time he thinks back to Eustacia's words about the gradual indifference of love, now she has apparently forgotten it, sometimes it will make him question himself He shuddered at the thought of the end-to-end nature of everything, even the Garden of Eden.

After three or four weeks of these days, Yeobright returned to reading with enthusiasm.To make up for lost time, he persevered in his studies because he wanted to start his new job with as little delay as possible. Once married to Clem, Eustacia had always dreamed that she would be able to persuade him to return to Paris.Yeobright has been careful not to make such promises, but can he effectively resist her reassurance and argument?She had thought it over and over and thought it quite possible; so she had told her grandfather that, in all respects, Paris, and not Belle, would be their future home.All her hopes rested on this dream.Since these quiet days of their marriage, she had chewed on that question over and over whenever Yeobright gazed at her lips, her eyes, the line of her face, even when answering his gaze with her gaze, She is still thinking.Now, seeing these books, she knew that they were completely contrary to the future she dreamed of, which indeed brought her quite painful shock and shock.She had always hoped that one day she would be the mistress of some fine house, however small, provided it was close to some boulevard in Paris, so that she could at least live on the fringes of this colorful world, Catching a little bit of joy wafting from the big city, she's well-placed to enjoy it all.Yeobright, however, had very different and equally firm intentions, and it seemed to him that the marriage was not to get them out of here, but to make him more of an act of kindness which young people wanted.

Her anxiety was at its height, but there was something in Clem's undivided attention that made her hesitate to bring up the subject with him.However, at this juncture in their lives, an unexpected event helped her.It happened one evening about six weeks after they were married, and it was entirely caused by Wayne's unknowing giving Thomasy the fifty guineas that were supposed to have been given to Yeobright. of. A day or two after receiving the money, Tomasi sent a note to her aunt thanking her, who was astonished at having received such a large sum, but since no mention had been made of the sum Whatever the amount, she could only attribute it to the generosity of her late uncle.My aunt had taken care that she would never tell her husband a single word about the gift, and it was quite natural for Wildeff to say anything to his wife about that midnight gambling on the moor. only words.Likewise, Christine's fault in keeping him silent about the fact that he had brought the money, which he only hoped had somehow reached its rightful owner, he simply insisted on sending it to. , without mentioning the details.

Thus, after a week or two of waiting, Mrs. Yeobright began to wonder why her son did not bring a letter saying he had received the present; She kept silent because he was still angry, which made her even more melancholy.She could hardly believe it, but why hadn't he written?She questioned Christine, whose vague answer would have at once convinced her that the matter must have Something went wrong. One morning, someone told Mrs. Yeobright that her son's wife had gone to Misty Hills to visit his grandfather. Since Mrs. Yeobright was always in doubt at this stage, she decided to go to the hill to see Mrs. Yeobright. stacia.In her mind the guineas were the heirlooms of a widow with a rich inheritance, and she wanted to find out for herself from her daughter-in-law whether the money had been brought or not.

When Christine knew she was going there, his heart went up in his throat.When she was gone, he could no longer be vague, and he confessed the gamble, and told her all he knew: that the guineas had been won by Wildeff. . What, is he trying to swallow that money?cried Mrs Yeobright. I hope that's not the case, and I'm sure he won't either!Christine said sadly.He's a good guy and probably wouldn't do anything injustice.He said you ought to give Eustacia his share of Clem's money, and maybe he'd do it himself. When Mrs. Yeobright recovered her composure and thought it over, she felt that it was quite possible that this was the case, for she could hardly believe that Wildoff would actually embezzle the money which belonged to her son.In a middle way, giving the money to Eustacia was something Wildeff was happy to do.Even so, the heart of a mother is still very angry.After all, it was Wildoff who got the money, and he would redispose of it, and put Clem's share in the hands of Clem's wife, who had been, and probably still was, his lover. , which caused Mrs. Yeobright as much pain as any she had ever endured.

She dismissed the damned Christine at once for what he did; but, feeling so helpless and helpless as to be able to do anything without him, she told him that if he You can stay longer if you want.Then she hurried off to find Eustacia.Half an hour ago, when she was planning to make this trip, she still had a feeling of hope for her daughter-in-law, but now this feeling is much more indifferent.Previously she had meant to ask in a friendly manner if the money had been lost by accident, but now she was simply going to ask if Wildoff had given her the money secretly, which she had been trying to keep as a A holy gift to Clem.

She set out at two o'clock, and she met Eustacia early, for the young lady was standing by the pond and embankment outside her grandfather's house, admiring the view, perhaps brooding The romances that this pond has witnessed.As Mrs. Yeobright approached, Eustacia looked her calmly up and down.It's like looking at a stranger. As a result, the mother-in-law spoke first.I come to see you.she says.real!said Eustacia in astonishment, for Mrs Yeobright had refused to attend the wedding, and the girl had been greatly ashamed.I never expected you to come. I came here on business, said the visitor, looking even colder than before.Excuse me, but I wanted to ask, have you ever received a present from Thomasy's husband?

A Gift? I mean money! What handed me money? Yes, I said privately to you even though I don't want to hand over the money that way. Money from Mr. Wildford?No never!What do you mean by that, madam?Eustacia's indignation rose at once, for her sensitivity to the former infidelity with Wilderf made her at once assume that Mrs. Yeobright knew of it, and said: Maybe now it was time to condemn her, saying that she had received a dishonorable gift from him. I was just asking, said Mrs Yeobright.I used to You should have a better opinion of me I think you've been against me since the beginning!said Eustacia.

No."I'm only for Clem," said Mrs. Yeobright, with the vehemence of her tone all too evident.It is every human being's instinct to care for her own loved ones. You mean he should be protected from me?Eustacia cried, and tears of emotion welled up in her eyes.It didn't hurt him that I married him!What crime have I committed to make you think me so bad?I never hurt you, and you have no right to speak ill of me to him. I just did what I had to do under the circumstances, said Mrs Yeobright, in a softer voice.I didn't want to ask that question right now, but you forced me to.I tell you the most honest truth, and I have a clear conscience.I firmly believe that he should not marry you and I have tried to persuade him in every way I can.But now that things have happened, I don't want to say any more complaining words.I am ready to accept you.

Ah, yes, it's a pleasure to see you with such a practical eye, murmured Eustacia, not subdued but well restrained.But why do you think there is anything between me and Mr. Wildeff?I have a personality just like you.I was pissed off, as any woman would be.I must remind you that I condescend to be Clem's wife, I do not climb high; therefore I should not be treated like a conspiratorial woman, and to a conspiratorial woman it is This kind of cold reception, because she sneaked into everyone's house in a low voice. ah!Mrs. Yeobright tried in vain to restrain her anger.I've never heard of my son's family being any less well off than the Vey's, or better off.It's funny to hear you talk about condescension.

At any rate, condescendingly, said Eustacia passionately, if I had known then what I know now, and that I would be living a month on this wild moor after my marriage, I would Before agreeing to get married, you will weigh it carefully. Better not say that, it sounds a little untrue.I don't think any deceit was ever used on his part. I know it's not. Anyway, it might have been used on the other side. This is so irritating!The young woman answered hoarsely, her face flushed and her eyes aggressive.How dare you say such things to me?I still have to repeat, if I had known that I would be living this kind of life through marriage, I would have refused it outright.I am not complaining.I never said a word of complaint to him; but that is the way it is.I therefore hope that you will not say another word accusing me of insincerity in the future.Now if you hurt me, you hurt yourself. hurt you?Don't you think I'm a sinister person? You hurt me before I got married, and now you suspect me of having an affair with another man for money! I can't help myself not to think that way.But I have never said anything about you to anyone outside. But you told it at home, you told Clem, you couldn't do anything worse. I was doing my duty. I will also do my duty. Part of your job is probably to turn him against his mother.This kind of thing always happens.But why can't I take it like those before me who have already suffered it! I understand how you feel, said Eustacia, breathless with excitement.You think I will do all kinds of bad things.Is there a worse woman than a wife who encourages her lover to have sex with her, and makes her husband black-hearted against his relatives?But it is this reputation that has now befallen me.You're not here to force him out of my hands, are you? Mrs. Yeobright also became angry and confronted each other. Don't take your anger out on me, madam!Your beauty is an evil, and you must understand that you cannot hurt me for it.You see, I'm just a poor woman who lost her son. If you respect me, you'll have him again, said Eustacia, with tears of emotion rolling down her eyes.You let yourself do such stupid things, you created a rift that can never be healed. I did nothing.It's beyond me that a young woman can be so reckless. Circumstances demanded it; you doubted me, you made me speak of my husband in such a way that I should never have spoken of him.You will let him know that I have spoken of him in this way, and it will be a tragedy between us.please leave meYou are not my friend! I'll leave with one more word.Anyone who says I've come here to ask you a question that has no basis is talking nonsense.If anyone says that I want to use some dishonest means to stop your marriage, then this person is also talking nonsense.I've had an unlucky time, God has been unfair to me for having you insult me ​​like this!Probably my son will never be happy in his life, because he is such a fool that he does not listen to his mother's advice.You, Eustacia, doom comes and you don't know it.You just have to take half of the tantrum you threw at me today at him and you won't be long and you'll see that although he's as docile as a child to you now, then he'll be like Hard as steel! So saying, the excited mother drew away, while Eustacia stood, panting, gazing at the pond.