Chapter 47 CHAPTER TWO THOMACY WALKING ON THE GREEN MEASURES BY THE HIGHWAYS OF ROME

In the days that followed, Clem saw little of Thomasy; when they met, she was more silent than usual.At last he asked her what she was thinking with such concentration. I just can't figure it out, she said frankly, and I can't think of Digory in any way.Who is Wayne so in love with.None of the girls at the May Day party were good enough for him, but she was there for sure. Clem thought for a moment, trying to figure out who the girl Wayne had chosen was; but he soon gave up on the question and went back to the yard work. For a while, she couldn't solve the mystery.One afternoon, however, Thomasy was upstairs dressing for a walk when she found time to run to the landing and call Rachel.Rachel was a girl of about thirteen who always carried the child when she was out in the fresh air; she ran upstairs when she heard the cry.

Rachel, have you seen a new glove I recently put on around the house?Thomasy asked.Just matched with this one. Rachel didn't answer. Why don't you say anything?said her mistress. I think it's lost, ma'am. lost?Who lost it?I've only worn it once. Rachel acted like she was in serious trouble, and eventually she started crying.Excuse me, ma'am, I had no gloves on May Day, and I saw yours lying on the table, and thought I might borrow them.I don't want to lose them at all, but one glove is missing.Someone gave me some money to buy another pair for you, but I can't get them anywhere.

Who is that man? Mr Wayne. Does he know those are my gloves? Yes, I told him. Thomasy was so taken aback by this explanation that she forgot to teach the little girl, and the little girl went away quietly.Thomasy didn't move, but looked toward the green field where the May Post stood.She lost herself in thought, and then said to herself that she was not going out this afternoon and had to finish the child's gingham dress cut diagonally in the latest pattern, a lovely dress only half made.What the hell was going on, however hard she tried, that after two hours she had done nothing but what she had done, would be a Indistinctly, this incident had completely turned her mind from handiwork to inner turmoil.

The next day she went to work as usual, went on as usual, without any company, and went for a walk on the moor alone with little Eustacia, who was now reaching such an age. stage, people are not sure whether these little guys like to crawl with their hands or use their feet to explore the world, and this leads to a chaotic state of using both hands and feet.It was a real pleasure when Thomasy took the baby somewhere lovely and gave her a little practice in the green meadows and shepherd's thyme.When a child loses his balance and falls headfirst, the grass becomes a soft cushion. Once, in the midst of this exercise, she stooped and picked up little sticks, bracken, and the like, from the path the child was going to walk, lest the exercise should be interrupted by this exercise, which did not exceed a quarter of an inch. She was overwhelmed by an inch-high, impassable obstacle when she suddenly found a man on a horse standing almost beside her, which gave her a big start because of the soft natural blanket The sound of hoofbeats was masked.On the horse was Wayne, who waved his hat in the air and bowed to her gracefully.

Give me back the gloves, Digory, said Tomasy, for in any case, if there is something on her mind, she will express it immediately. Wayne dismounted immediately; reached into his breast pocket and produced the glove. Thanks.How kind of you to keep it with such care. It is very kind of you to say that. oh no.I couldn't be happier to find you holding my gloves.All people are indifferent, so I am so surprised to know that you are still thinking of me. It won't surprise you if you remember how I used to be. Oh no, she said quickly, most men like you are very opinionated. What kind of person am I?he asked.

I can't tell, Thomasy said curtly, unless you hide your feelings in a special way that only shows when you're alone. oh how did you knowWayne asked thoughtfully. Because, she said, when she saw the little girl fall head over heels, she picked her up, because I knew it. You shouldn't look at people by convention, Wayne said, and to this day I don't know what a relationship is.I've been so busy with either one business or another, that all my emotions boiled to steam.Yes, I have put my soul and my body into making money.Making money is my only purpose. Well, Digory, you are very bad!Thomasy scolded, looking at him, trying to figure out if he meant it or was trying to make fun of her.

Yeah, that's a weird thing, Wayne said, and his tone made it clear that he'd love to admit he had it, but he just couldn't get over it. You, always so good before! Well, it's a question I still like, because what a man was, he might not be.Thomasy blushed.Unless there are other difficulties in the matter at the moment, Wayne continued. Why?she asked. Because you're going to be a lot richer than you were then. Oh no not much.I've given almost all of that money to the kid, and it's my responsibility, as long as I have enough to live on. I'm really glad to hear that, Wayne said tenderly, looking her out of the corner of his eye, because it makes it easier for us to get along.

Thomasy blushed again, and after continuing to say something that wasn't unpleasant, Wayne mounted his horse and left. The conversation took place in a clearing on the moor, near the Roman road, which Tomasi used to visit.One might notice that she hasn't been here much since this meeting with Wayne.It was not difficult to see from her behavior during the next two months whether Wayne had deliberately avoided coming here because she met Thomasy in the same place.