Chapter 44 Chapter 8 Heavy Rain, Darkness, and Anxious Prowlers

Just as the simulacrum of Eustacia melted away, the fair woman herself was standing on the rain mound, her soul in an unfathomable sorrow, which young women do not usually experience. In such a state of mind, Yeobright was sitting alone at his home in Hualuo Village.He had done what he had said to Thomasy, had sent Fairway a letter to his wife, and was now waiting with increasing anxiety for word or any news of her return.If Eustacia had been at Misty Hill, the least he could have expected to-night was an answer from the same messenger; but he had taken care to leave Fareway alone with her, in order to let her do as she pleased. To reply.If there was a letter that night, he would bring it back immediately; if not, he could go home directly without having to go back to Hualuo Village.

But Clem secretly held a more optimistic hope in his heart.Eustacia would probably not write, she would rather quietly go about her own way, just to surprise him by showing up at his door.Little did he know that she had made up her mind and wanted to do something else. To Clem's regret, towards evening, it began to rain heavily and the wind was loud.The strong wind whistled harshly at the four corners of the house, and the sound of raindrops hitting the eaves was like peas hitting the window panes.He kept walking back and forth between the several unoccupied rooms, stuffing small pieces of wood into the cracks and other cracks in the windows and doors to keep them from making weird creaking noises, and smacking the square windows that had become loose. The lead frame is pressed tightly.It is on nights like these that the cracks in the walls of old churches will widen and the old stains on the ceilings of collapsed manor houses will reappear, a patch the size of a palm becomes a patch several feet in size. one slice.The little door in the fence in front of his lodgings kept opening and closing, but when he looked eagerly out there was no sign of a soul; Come and visit him.

Between ten and eleven o'clock, seeing that Fareway had not come, nor anyone else, he went to bed, and fell asleep quickly, in spite of his anxiety.However, because he was always worried, he didn't sleep very soundly. About an hour later, a knock on the door woke him up immediately.Climb stood up and looked out the window.It was still raining heavily, and the vast wasteland hissed melancholy under the blow of the torrential downpour.It was dark and nothing could be seen. who is therehe asked loudly. Light footsteps came from the front porch, a woman's voice in distress, and all he could hear was saying, Oh, Clem, come down and let me in!

He was hot with excitement.It must be Eustacia!he murmured.If it was her, she must have come back to him without letting him know.He hurriedly lit a lamp, got dressed, and went downstairs.He opened the door at once, and the candle light illuminated a tightly wrapped woman, who walked in immediately. Thomasy!He cried out in a tone of indescribable disappointment.It was Thomasy, you came out on a night like this!Oh, where is Eustacia? It was Thomasy, drenched, terrified, and out of breath. Eustacia?I don't know, Clem; but I can imagine, she said, with a great deal of uneasiness.Let me come in and take a break first and I'll explain it to you.It's my husband and Eustacia who are in big trouble!

what? What? I think my husband is going to leave me or do something terrible I don't know what Clem, will you go and see?No one will help me except you!Has Eustacia come home yet? No. She continued breathlessly: Then they are going to run away together!Tonight he came in at about eight o'clock and said, in a nonchalant way, Tancy, I just found out I had to go out.when?I asked.Tonight, he said.Where are you going?I asked him.I can't tell you right now, he said; I'll be back tomorrow.After he finished speaking, he went to get busy packing something, and he didn't pay attention to me at all.I wanted to see him off, but he wouldn't let me, and when it was about ten o'clock, he said, you'd better go to bed.I didn't know what to do, so I went to bed.I believe he thought I was asleep, for after half an hour he went upstairs, opened the oak chest where we kept our money, and usually put it there when we had more money, and took out a roll, I believe it was a roll of bills, although I didn't know he had money in the locker.It must have been withdrawn from the bank a few days ago.If he was only going out for one day, what would he do with so much money?When he came downstairs, I thought about Eustacia and how he met her the other night. I know he did meet Eustacia, Clem, because I talked to her but I didn't want to tell you about it when you came to my house, lest you think badly of him, because I didn't expect it to be so serious.So I couldn't lie in bed any longer; I got up and dressed, and when I heard him open the door and go out to the stall, I thought I'd come and tell you about it.I went downstairs without making a sound, and ran out quietly.

So he must have been there when you left? Yes.Dear Clem, can you try to persuade him not to go?He doesn't listen to anything I say, and keeps making up to put me off that he's going out, and says he'll be back to-morrow, or something; but I don't believe him.I think you'll convince him. I'll go right away, Clem said.O Eustacia! Thomasy held a large bundle in her hand; only then did she sit down and begin to unwrap the tightly wrapped bundle like a kernel out of a walnut shell, revealing a baby all dry. , wrapped warmly, walked so much, and the weather was so bad, but it didn't alarm her at all.Thomasy kissed the baby lightly, and then she felt she had time to cry, and said as she cried, I took the baby with me, because I was worried that something might happen to her.I figured it would kill her if I got it wrong, but I couldn't lose her to Rachel!

Climb hastily set up firewood in the fireplace, picked up the embers that had almost no sparks outside, and blew a flame vigorously. Bake yourself dry, he said, and I'll fetch more firewood. No, stop bothering to do these things.I'll keep the fire going.can you go right now please , ok Yeobright ran up the stairs and dressed in his half-dressed clothes.After he went upstairs, there was another knock on the door.This time it would not be mistaken for Eustacia: for the footsteps had been heavy and slow.Yeobright thought it most likely that Fareway was coming with a reply, and went downstairs again and opened the door.

Captain Vey?he said to a man who was dripping with water. Is my granddaughter here?asked the captain. No. Where did she go? I have no idea. But you should know that you are her husband. In name only, Clem began to lose her temper, and I believe she intended to go away with Wildeff tonight.I was going to check it out. Alas, she left my house; she left about half an hour ago.Who is sitting there? My cousin Thomasy.The captain saluted her thoughtfully.I just hope things don't get any worse than running away.He said.Even worse?What worse can a wife do than this? Well, I heard a strange thing.Before I set out to find her, I went to Charlie, my groom.I dropped my pistol the other day.

pistol? At that time he said he took them to wipe.He now confessed that he had taken the pistols because he saw Eustacia looking at them strangely; and later she confessed to him that she had always wanted to take her own life, that she had pressed him to keep her secret, At the same time, he promised himself that he would never think about such a thing again.I wouldn't think she'd be so reckless as to do anything with a gun; but it shows she's got something on her mind; to think about it. Where are those two pistols? Locked up very securely.Oh no, she'll never touch a gun again.But if you really want to end your life, there are many more ways than using a gun.What on earth did you quarrel with her, to such a serious extent, that you forced her to this point?You must have abused her.Well, I've always disapproved of this marriage, and I'm not wrong.

Are you ready to go with me?Yeobright said that he didn't pay attention to the old captain's last words at all.If I go, along the way I can tell you what we are arguing about. where to? To the Wilderves' was her destination, where she wanted refuge. Then Thomasy broke in, weeping: he only said he was going out on some urgent business; but if that was the case, why did he bring so much money?Oh, Clem, what do you think is going to happen?I am so afraid, my poor dear, that you will soon be fatherless! I'm going, said Yeobright, going to the door. I'd like to go with you very much, the old man said hesitantly, but I'm worried that my two legs won't be able to get there on such a night and in such weather.I am not as young as I was then.If she is prevented from going away, she will definitely come back to me, and I should wait for her at home.But when things got to that point, I couldn't even walk to the lady's shop, so this matter can only end here.I'm going straight home.

Maybe that's for the best, said Clem, Thomasy, you dry yourself out and try to be as relaxed as possible. So saying he shut the gate in her presence, and left the house with Captain Vee, who parted with him at the yard gate, and took the middle path to Misty Heights.Climb walked towards the small inn along the path on the right. Thomasy, who was left alone, took off her wet clothes, carried the baby upstairs, put her to sleep in Clem's bed, and then went down to the living room by herself, where she stoked the fire even more. Wang, and then began to roast the fire.The fire quickly went up the chimney, obviously adding a more comfortable atmosphere to the room compared with the non-stop storm outside. The raindrops crackled on the window panes and the wind howled in The chimney, emitting a strange low sound, seemed to play a prelude to a tragedy. But Thomasy only had a small part of her mind in the house. Although the little girl was sleeping soundly upstairs, she felt relieved, but her heart had gone with Clem.She indulged in the imaginary journey, and it took quite a long time, which made her feel more and more that the time passed too slowly and was unbearable.Yet she sat like that.At last she found it impossible to sit still; it seemed to mock her for being so impatient, with Clem on her mind, when he had hardly arrived at the inn.At last she came to the baby's bedside.The child was sleeping so sweetly; but she imagined the catastrophic events that might take place in her home, and her inner apprehensions of all that were not in sight took hold, and made her restless and intolerable.Unable to control herself, she went downstairs and opened the door.It was still raining, and the nearest strands of rain shone like darts in the candlelight, and when they fell, the raindrops falling behind them could not be seen.To rush in there is undoubtedly to plunge into a big water that is slightly diluted by air.However, the difficulties of returning to her own home at such a time only aroused her desire to do so: anyway, it was better than sitting around and waiting.I came here safe and sound, she said, why can't I go back?It was a mistake for me to leave the house. She hastily picked up the child, wrapped her up, cloaked herself as she had come, shoveled ashes over the fire in case of accident, and went outside.She first put the door key in the old place behind the shutter, then turned around resolutely, and walked into the darkness towards the vast sky outside the fence.But Tomasy's imagination was so active and occupied her that the night and the bad weather, though unpleasant and difficult to walk, were not frightening to her. It didn't take long for her to walk up the valley of Hualuo Village, and cross the undulating mountains to the other side of the hill.The wind blowing across the moor was so shrill, as if it were whistling with joy at having found such a palatable evening to let off steam.Sometimes the path took her into empty hollows among tall, dripping bracken bushes, dead but not fallen, that surrounded her like a pond.When she came across a fern much taller than usual, she lifted the baby over her head so that the wet fern leaves would not touch the child.At higher places the wind blows stronger and more persistently, and the rain blows sideways without giving the impression that it is falling from the sky, so that it will never seem to come from the bottom of a cloud far away in the sky. And down.By this time, it was impossible to hide herself, and the raindrops hit her like arrows from St. Sebastian. The soldier believed in Christianity. After the incident, the emperor ordered to shoot him with random arrows. He survived by chance and was beaten to death with random sticks. 】.The puddles took on a gray color that showed where they were and kept her from stepping into them, and though they were not so dark compared with everything on the moor, they were dark in themselves. Still, Tomasi doesn't regret her actions.She did not think, like Eustacia, that there was some devil in the sky, and that there was malice in every bush and twig.The raindrops that slapped her face were not like poisonous scorpions, but dull raindrops; Eden in the chaos was not a monster at all, but an indifferent open space.Her fear of the place was justified, her dislike of its vile temper was justified.At this moment, in her eyes, this is a windy and wet place. A person may have many uncomfortable feelings here, and if he is not paying attention, he will get lost, and he may catch a cold. If you are very familiar with this path, then at such a time, relying on the familiar feeling of stepping on the road, the difficulty of walking this path may not be great; Can't get on the right track anymore.As the baby in her arms somewhat obstructed Tomasy's view and sometimes distracted her, she did get lost in the end.The unfortunate event finally happened when she came downhill to an open slope, about two-thirds of the way home.She didn't try to wander in any other direction, because it was hopeless to try to find this path again, but walked straight on, pinning all her hopes on her knowledge of the terrain in this area, which Understanding is almost beyond the reach of Clem or the wild horses. Finally Thomasy came to a clearing, and through the rain she began to see a faint speck of light in the shape of an open door.She knew that there were no houses in this area, but it didn't take long for her to understand what the door was from the height of the door from the ground. Why, it must be Digory.Wayne's carriage!she says. She knew that whenever Wayne stayed in this area, he would often choose a hidden place near the Rain Tomb as a parking place, and she guessed right away that she had come to this mysterious hiding place after wandering around.A question immediately came to her mind: should she ask him to lead her back to the right path.Out of the eagerness to get back home quickly, she decided to ask him, although in this place, this kind of weather would seem very abrupt and strange in front of his eyes.But having made up his mind, Tomasy went up to the carriage, looked into it, and saw that it was empty; although there was no doubt that it was Wayne's.The fire was burning in the stove, and the lantern was hung on a nail.The floor near the car door was just wet from the rain and hadn't soaked into the floor, which told her that it wasn't long before the door opened. While Tomasy was hesitatingly looking into the carriage, she heard footsteps coming towards her in the darkness behind her; when she turned around, she saw a man in corduroy, from head to toe, in the light of the lantern through the rain curtain made of raindrops. A familiar figure with red toe to toe. I thought it was you who walked down that hillside, he said, not paying attention to her face at all, why did you come back here again? Digory?Thomasy said softly. Who are you?Wayne asked, still not recognizing her.Why were you crying so much just now? Oh, Digory!You don't recognize me?She said, but of course you wouldn't recognize me all wrapped up like this.What do you mean by that?I haven't cried here, and I haven't been here before. Then Wayne moved closer until he could see her illuminated figure. Mrs. Wildford!Startled, he said aloud.How could we meet at such a time!And this little baby!What terrible thing happened to make you come out on a night like this? She couldn't answer right away; and without asking her permission, he took her by the arm and stooped into the car, pulling her in behind him. How is this going?Once in the car, he asked. I came out of Hualuo Village and lost my way here. I have something urgent to rush home.Please show me the way as soon as possible!How stupid of me, so new to Eden, I don't understand how I got lost.Digory, please, show me the way. OK, of course.I will go with you.But have you been to me before, Mrs. Wildeff? I just came here. That's weird.About five minutes ago I lay asleep here, with the door shut tightly to keep the rain out, when the sound of women's clothes scraping in the bushes woke me up (because I hadn't sleeping soundly), at the same time, I heard another sob or cry from the woman.I opened the door and took the horse lantern to illuminate her. Just as the horse lantern was about to shine on her, I saw a woman: when the light fell on her, she turned her head and hurried down the hill.I hung up the lantern, feeling very strange, so I put on my clothes and chased her a few steps, but I could no longer see her shadow.That's why I wasn't there when you came here; when I saw you, I thought you were the woman. Maybe this is some woman in the wasteland rushing home? No, it's impossible.this late.The sound of her clothes brushing against the bushes was nothing but the sound of the silk clothes. Then it's not mine.My clothes are not silk, do you see where we are between Misty Hill and the inn? Well, not bad; not too far. Ah, I wonder if it could be her!Digory, I must go now! Before he could react, she jumped out of the car, and Wayne quickly removed the lantern from the nail, and jumped off after her.I'll hold the baby, ma'am, he said.You must be very tired. Thomasy hesitated, then handed the baby to Wayne.Don't hold her too tight, Digory, she said, or you will hurt her delicate arms; just cover her with your cloak so that the rain won't fall on her face. I will, Wayne said eagerly, as if I'd break something of yours! I'm just afraid of what might happen.Thomasy said. As the redman closed the door and padlocked the door, he noticed a puddle of water on the floor where she had hung her cloak.So he said, the boy is dry enough, but you are soaked through.He walked ahead, left or right, to avoid a larger bush, and Thomasy followed.Sometimes he stopped, shaded the lantern, and turned his head to see the exact location of the rain mound above them, which had to be kept behind them to keep heading in the right direction. Are you sure the rain didn't hit my child? Absolutely no problem.May I ask how old he is, ma'am? he!Thomasy said reproachfully, anyone could see it at a glance.She is almost two months old.How far is it from here to the inn now? A little over a quarter mile. can you walk a little faster I'm worried you won't be able to keep up. I was anxious to get there.Ah, there is a light in the window! That's not the light coming from the window.I fully believe it was the lamp of a buggy. oh!Tomasy said desperately.I wish I was there sooner before you gave me the baby, Digory and now you can go back. I've got to walk with you to the end, Wayne said, there's a swamp between us and the lamp, and if I don't take you around it, you'll go in and drown up to your neck. But there is a light in the tavern, and there is no swamp in front of it. No, the lamp was two or three hundred yards below the inn. That's all right, said Thomasy hastily.Just go towards the light instead of the inn. Yes, Wayne resigned obediently; after a pause, he added, I wish you could tell me what big trouble happened.I think you have proved that I can be relied upon. There are some things that I can't tell people. At this point, her heart hit her throat, and she couldn't go on.