Chapter 30 Chapter 2 Sudden bad luck, but he sang praises

This disastrous meeting prevented Eustacia from spending the whole afternoon with her grandfather, but hurried home, arriving three hours earlier than Clem had expected. She entered the door with a flushed face, and the look of excitement just now was still showing in her eyes.Yeobright looked up in surprise, startled. He had never seen her so excited before.She passed him, going upstairs without wanting to attract his attention, but Clem's attention was now on her, and he followed immediately. What is the matter, Eustacia?he asks.She was standing on the hearth rug in the bedroom, staring at the floor, her hands clasped in front of her, her hat still on.She was silent for a moment, then she answered in a low voice:

I saw your mother, and I will never see her again! Climb's heart sank, like a stone hit him.Just this morning, when Eustacia was getting ready to visit her grandfather, Clem said that he hoped she would go to Hualuo Village to say hello to her mother-in-law, or express it in a way she thought would be more appropriate. A desire for reconciliation.She was happy when she left.So he too felt hopeful. How is this going?he asks. I can't say and I can't remember.I ran into your mother.I will never see her again. Why? Now I don't know anything about Wildeff at all, do I?I can't let anyone spoil me with gossip.oh!How insulting to ask me if I ever got any money from him or met him or anything like that I really don't know anything about it!

How could she ask you like that? She did ask. So, something must have happened here.What else did my mother say? I don't know what else she said, it's just that both of them said things that they could never forgive each other! Oh, some kind of misunderstanding must have occurred.Whose fault was it that she failed to express herself clearly? I can't say that.Perhaps it was the fault of the circumstances, or at least the embarrassment of the situation.Oh, Clem, I can't stand it, I must say it was you who put me in this unpleasant situation.But you've got to prove it's not the case Yeah, say you're gonna do it cause I hate it all!Yes, take me to Paris, Clem, and go about your business!I don't mind a low life at first, as long as I can stay in Paris, as long as I don't stay in Eden Moor.

But I've given up the idea altogether, said Yeobright in amazement.Seriously, I never made you hope for anything like this, did I? I admit it.However, some thoughts cannot be resolved, and I am like that.Now that I am your wife and share your fate, shouldn't I have a say in this matter? Well, some things shouldn't be brought up at all, I think this one in particular, and it's something we both agreed on. Clem, that doesn't please me, she said in a low voice, then lowered her eyelids, turned and walked away. This expression of Eustacia's hopes expressed a level of hope which her husband had never expected, and which greatly disturbed him.It was the first time he had encountered a woman who had obtained her desires by an indirect means.But his purpose was unshakable, despite his love for Eustacia.The effect of her words on him was to make him study harder than before, so that he could sooner engage in another career, with tangible results, to reverse her whims.

The next day, the mystery of Guinea's disappearance was solved.Thomasy hurried to see them and handed Clem his share of the money with his own hands.Eustacia was not there at the time. So that's what my mother said, Clem exclaimed.Do you know, Thomasy, that they had a violent quarrel? Tomasy took on a slightly more reticent and restrained manner in front of her cousin than before.This is the consequence of being married, which sweeps away one's modesty in one respect, but preserves it in others.Your mother told me, she said quietly.She came to my house after seeing Eustacia. My worst fears happened.Thomasy, was my mother very excited when she came to your place?

Yes. Are you really excited? Yes. Clem propped his elbows on the doorpost and covered his face with his hands. Don't worry about it, Clem.They will be friends. He shook his head.No one had such a fiery temper as the two of them.Forget it, just do what you want. One thing to be thankful for is that the money was not lost. I'd rather have this money dropped twice than have this happen. Amidst these disturbing events, Yeobright felt that one thing he could not relax was the need to press on and make noticeable progress in his academic plans.With this belief, he worked many nights into the middle of the night.

One morning, after a more intense night of study than usual, he woke up with a strange feeling in his eyes.The sun was shining directly on the shutters, and he had just looked there when a sharp pain forced him to close his eyes hastily.Every time he tried to look around, he immediately felt the tingling pain of this morning light, which made tears flow down his cheeks.So he had to tie a band around his forehead when he was getting dressed; he couldn't take it off for a whole day.Eustacia was horrified.When the next morning they found no improvement, they decided to send for a doctor at Hornburg.

In the evening, the doctor came, and he said that because Clem had been reading at night, although he had caught a cold earlier, his eyesight had been greatly affected, and this caused severe inflammation of his eyes. Clem became a patient, irritated and irritable when his eagerness to complete his academic plans was interrupted.He was shut up in a room completely cut off from light, and his condition would have been dire enough had not Eustacia read to him by the dim light of a shaded lamp.He hoped that this worst situation would pass soon, but when the doctor came to see him for the third time, he was very dismayed to learn that although he could go out wearing a blindfold in another month, he would not be able to go out in a long time. For a while, he didn't want to pursue his teaching project, or look at anything.

A week passed, and a week passed, and nothing seemed to break the gloomy mood of the young couple.All sorts of dire premonitions of the prospect arose in Eustacia's mind, but she was careful not to confide a single word to her husband.What would she do if he went blind, or if his eyesight never recovered enough to take on a job that would satisfy her and get her out of this solitary place surrounded by mountains?In the present misfortune, it would be a dream to dream of the beautiful Paris.As the days went by without any improvement in his eyes, her heart would sink more and more into this sad depression, and she would leave him and go into the garden to shed her tears of despair.

Yeobright thought about asking his mother, but then dismissed the idea.He knew that his present condition would only add to her grief; as they led a solitary life, it was unlikely that she would have known of it if no one had gone out of her way to report it.He did his best to treat the misfortune with an attitude of letting things take their course, and he waited until three weeks had passed before he went out for the first time since his illness.At this time, the doctor came to visit him again, and Clem forced him to express a clear opinion.The young man was especially surprised to learn that the day when he thought he would be able to return to work was still far away, and that although he was able to walk outside, the special condition of his eyes still prevented him from concentrating on one object, which would be fatal. Risk of eye disease recurrence.

Climb was silent after hearing this, but he was not disheartened.On the contrary, he still had a certain idea in his heart, which even made him a little happy.He will not become blind; that is enough.It was bad enough that, for an indefinite period of time, he was doomed to see the world through a pair of dark glasses, and it would frustrate any further plans; For the Dogal, this catastrophe affected only his social position; and apart from Eustacia, this most insignificant course of life, if only in a definite form could bring about the realization of his project of spreading culture, It will satisfy him.Running a country evening school was one such form; his distress did not dominate his spirits, whereas in other cases such shocks to others might well have had the opposite effect. In the warm sunshine he went westward into the wastelands of Eden Moor, which he knew all too well, and which were so close to his old home.He saw a flash of iron in a valley in front of him, and when he got closer, he faintly saw that this flash came from a sickle in the hand of a man who was cutting thornwood.The workers recognized Clem, and Yeobright recognized Humphrey from the other's voice. Humphrey was sympathetic to Clem's situation, and then he said, look, if you're in a scumbag job like me, you can carry on with it. Yes, I can do it, said Yeobright thoughtfully.How much can you sell these thorn wood for? One hundred catties and a half crowns, and the days are so long now, that I can live quite well on the money I sell for firewood. As Yeobright walked back toward the Eldworth house, he was in a reverie, and his spirits were high.As he approached the door, Eustacia was talking to him at the open window, and he went up to her. Honey, he said, I think I'm happier.If my mother would be reconciled with me and you, I think I should be very happy. I'm afraid this will never be possible, she said, looking sadly into the distance with those beautiful eyes.How can you say you're happier when things haven't changed? This is because at this unfortunate time, I finally found a job that I was capable of and we could live off of it. Really? I am going to be a woodcutter and peat digger. No, Clem!She said the palpable look of hope had gone from her face again, and her face was more melancholy than it had looked before. I sure can do it.Is it wise to keep spending the little money we have on hand when I can do an honest job to cover my expenses?Working outside has done me good, and who knows, I might be able to start reading again in a few months? But Grandpa will fund us if we ask. We will not make such a request.If I go and chop the brambles, we'll be fine. That's compared to the slaves, the Israelites in Egypt, and the like!A bitter tear rolled down Eustacia's face, but he did not see it.There was a tone of nonchalance in his voice that told her he had no regrets about such an outcome, but it was, to her, a most dreadful thing. Next day Yeobright went to Humphrey's cabin, and borrowed from him leg-bindings, gloves, a whetstone, and a sickle, and returned them when he was able to buy them himself.Then he set off with his old acquaintance and new working partner. He chose a place where the thornwood grew quite thick, and waved the first scythe he had chosen for this new industry.His eyesight was that of La Celas [Note: Samuel.Johnson's philosophical romance novel, describing that Prince Rasselas wanted to escape from the valley with a pair of wings invented for him by an inventor, but the wings fell off, and finally he escaped by his own wisdom. ]'s wings, though of no use to his grand purpose, were sufficient for this limited work, and he found that after a while his palms would harden and prevent blisters, by which time he It will be easier to chop wood. Day after day, he got up with the sunrise, put on his leg wraps, and headed for the rendezvous with Humphrey.He was used to working from four in the morning until noon, and then went home to sleep for an hour or two at noon when the weather was at its hottest; after that he went out to work until sunset at nine in the evening.Now the young man from Paris is so unrecognizable that he is dressed in leather and has to wear a visor, so that if his closest friends pass him by, they may not recognize him. .He was just a brown blob in a big olive-green gorse bush, and that was all.But when he was not out to work, he often thought of Eustacia's situation and his mother's estrangement from him, and he felt very depressed. Uplifting and calming. He led a strange life of insignificance, his whole world confined to a few feet around him.The reptiles and the little flying creatures were the ones he was familiar with, and they seemed to have absorbed him as one of them.There was an air of merriment in the buzzing of bees buzzing about his ears, and the swarms of bees laboring on the heather and gorse around him seemed to weigh the branches down. The mud went up.The strange amber butterflies that are unique to the Eden Moor and can't be seen anywhere else trembled in the breath exhaled from his lips, and settled on his bent back. Fly and play.Swarms of emerald green grasshoppers kept jumping over his insteps, slumped over in embarrassment, landed on their backs or landed on their buttocks, like clumsy amateur athletes, depending on their luck ; or vigorously flirting noisily under fern leaves with some silent grasshopper of a common colour.Big flies who never knew pantry and barbed wire It was very rampant, they buzzed and flew around him, not knowing that he was a human being.The little snakes that swim in the fern-covered valleys are dressed in bright blue and yellow camouflage, because when the season comes, they immediately shed their original skin and show their brightest. color.Nests of little hares ran out of their burrows and basked in the sun on the hillside. The hot sun shone through their thin, fluffy ears, making them red and transparent, allowing people to see clearly what was inside. Blood vessel.They were not afraid of him at all. This monotonous work gave him peace of mind and a sense of joy.When human efforts are limited by circumstances, it will make an unambitious man feel that there is a reason to settle down in ordinary life. As far as his conscience is concerned, he would not allow himself to do so under the circumstances that are sufficient to develop his own strength. And so it remained in obscurity.So Yeobright sometimes hummed a ditty alone, and sometimes when he had to accompany Humphrey to find brambles to bind wood, he would amuse his companion with anecdotes of Parisian life and characters, Here to pass the time. On such a warm afternoon, Eustacia went out alone, and walked in the direction of Yeobright's work place.He is vigorously chopping twigs, and a long row of firewood spread out on the ground stretches back from his feet, showing the fruits of his day's labor.He didn't see her approaching, she stood beside him and heard him humming a ditty in a low voice.This really shocked her.Just seeing him there, a poor sufferer, sweating like rain to earn money to support his family, made her feel sad and she wept; She was enjoying herself very much, and her heart immediately cooled down. As an educated and wealthy woman, this hurt her heart greatly.Little did he know that she was nearby, still humming: dawn time The forests are clothed with gold; The flowers bloom more brightly; Birds twitter and sing love songs again; All things celebrate This time of dawn. dawn time Sometimes it makes people sad and sad; Lover's deep love is in full swing I only hate that this dark night is too short, I had to leave my sweetheart In this hour of dawn! To Eustacia's great distress, he cared little for this failure of social life; and the proud pretty woman, bowing her head, thought of the ruin of her life which had been utterly ruined by Clem's mood and condition, A painful despair could not help but make her weep.Then she stepped forward. I'd rather starve to death than live like this!she said emotionally.you can sing!I'm going to go back to my grandfather and live with him! Eustacia!Although I thought something was coming, I didn't see you, he said softly.He came over, took off his big leather gloves, and took her hand.How do you speak in such a strange tone?It was just an old song I heard in Paris, which aroused my reverie at the time, and I sang it just now because I thought it was very suitable for my life with you.Does it mean that all your love for me has died out because I am no longer a respectable person? Dearest, don't ask me such unpleasant questions, or it might really make me love you no longer. Do you believe it's possible for me to risk doing that? Yes, if you insist, you won't listen to me when I want you to give up this humiliating job.What annoys you about me to make you do something against my will?I am your wife, why don't you listen to me?Yes, I have indeed become your wife! I could hear what it meant. What's the meaning? What you mean by saying that she is indeed your wife is that it is really bad luck to be your wife. It is too much for you to speculate on me with such words.Of course a woman is not devoid of emotion, but she also has reason, and if I feel bad luck, it is not a disgraceful feeling, and it is too natural to have such a feeling.Well, you can also see that no matter what I say, I am not unreasonable.Before we got married, I warned you that I didn't have the makings of a good wife, have you forgotten? You are making fun of me by saying this now.At least, it's only fair that you keep silent about that, for you're still my queen, Eustacia, though I'm not necessarily your king any more. You are my husband.Are you still not satisfied with this? No, unless you feel no regrets about being my wife. I can't answer you.I remember saying that I would be a burden to you. Yes, I have seen it. You see it too quickly!A true lover doesn't see such things clearly; you're too hard on me, Clem, and I don't like it at all when you talk like that. Yes, I married you nonetheless, and I don't regret it.Why are you so cold this afternoon!In the past, I always thought that your warm heart was unmatched by anyone. Yes, I'm afraid we're all getting cold. I can see that as well as you, she sighed sadly.We were madly in love with each other two months ago!At that time, you never got tired of watching me, and I did the same for you.Who would have imagined then that my eyes are no longer bright to you, and your lips are not so sweet to me?Is this possible for two months?Yes, all this is so real! You sighed, my dear, and you seemed sorry for it; it was a hopeful sigh. No.I'm not moaning about it.I sighed for something else, or any woman in my position would have sighed. So all your chances in life were ruined by hasty marriage with an unfortunate man? Clem, why are you forcing me to say something mean?I deserve as much sympathy as you do.isn't it?I think I deserve more sympathy.Because you can still sing!How strange it would be if I could sing under such a cloud!Believe me, darling, I could have cried so much that it would have terrified you and overwhelmed a cheerful soul like you.Even if you don't care about your setbacks, you can stop singing so gleefully out of sympathy for me.God!If only I were a man, I would rather curse than sing in such a situation. Yeobright put his hand on her arm.Come now, my inexperienced girl, don't think I can't stand against the gods and fate with Promethean nobility like you.I have more power to fight like that than you've ever heard.But the more I look at life, the more I realize that there's nothing particularly great about life's greatest profession, and therefore there's nothing particularly great about it in my trade of chopping brambles. tinyness.If I feel worthless the greatest blessings that God has given us, how can I feel much pain when they are taken away from me?So I sing to pass the time.Could it be that you really have lost every kind of tenderness for me, and you don't even want to give me a little bit of happy time? I still have a trace of tenderness for you in my heart. Your words have lost their old charm, so say, love is gone with good fortune! I can't take it anymore, Clem is bound to get harsher things out, she said in a hoarse voice.I'm going home.