Butmenaredrawnfromtheirintentionseveninthecourseofcarryingthemout，anditwasextremelydoubtful，bythetimethetwentiethguineahadbeenreached，whetherWildevewasconsciousofanyotherintentionthanthatofwinningforhisownpersonalbenefit。
Moreover，hewasnownolongergamblingforhiswife’smoney，butforYeobright’s；thoughofthisfactChristian，inhisapprehensiveness，didnotinformhimtillafterwards。
Itwasnearlyeleveno’clock，when，withalmostashriek，ChristianplacedYeobright’slastgleamingguineauponthestone。Inthirtysecondsithadgonethewayofitscompanions。
Christianturnedandflunghimselfonthefernsinaconvulsionofremorse，"O，whatshallIdowithmywretchedself？"hegroaned。"WhatshallIdo？WillanygoodHeavenhaemercyuponmywickedsoul？"
"Do？Liveonjustthesame。"
"Iwon’tliveonjustthesame！I’lldie！Isayyouarea——a————"
"Amansharperthanmyneighbour。"
"Yes，amansharperthanmyneighbour；aregularsharper！"
"Poorchips—in—porridge，youareveryunmannerly。"
"Idon’tknowaboutthat！AndIsayyoubeunmannerly！
You’vegotmoneythatisn’tyourown。HalftheguineasarepoorMr。Clym’s。"
"How’sthat？"
"BecauseIhadtogiefiftyof’emtohim。Mrs。Yeobrightsaidso。"
"Oh？……Well，’twouldhavebeenmoregracefulofhertohavegiventhemtohiswifeEustacia。Buttheyareinmyhandsnow。"
Christianpulledonhisboots，andwithheavybreathings，whichcouldbeheardtosomedistance，draggedhislimbstogether，arose，andtotteredawayoutofsight。
Wildevesetaboutshuttingthelanterntoreturntothehouse，forhedeemedittoolatetogotoMistovertomeethiswife，whowastobedrivenhomeinthecaptain’sfour—wheel。
Whilehewasclosingthelittlehorndoorafigurerosefrombehindaneighbouringbushandcameforwardintothelanternlight。Itwasthereddlemanapproaching。
8—ANewForceDisturbstheCurrentWildevestared。VennlookedcoollytowardsWildeve，and，withoutawordbeingspoken，hedeliberatelysathimselfdownwhereChristianhadbeenseated，thrusthishandintohispocket，drewoutasovereign，andlaiditonthestone。
"Youhavebeenwatchingusfrombehindthatbush？"
saidWildeve。
Thereddlemannodded。"Downwithyourstake，"hesaid。
"Orhaven’tyoupluckenoughtogoon？"
Now，gamblingisaspeciesofamusementwhichismuchmoreeasilybegunwithfullpocketsthanleftoffwiththesame；
andthoughWildeveinacoolertempermighthaveprudentlydeclinedthisinvitation，theexcitementofhisrecentsuccesscarriedhimcompletelyaway。Heplacedoneoftheguineasonaslabbesidethereddleman’ssovereign。
"Mineisaguinea，"hesaid。
"Aguineathat’snotyourown，"saidVennsarcastically。
"Itismyown，"answeredWildevehaughtily。"Itismywife’s，andwhatishersismine。"
"Verywell；let’smakeabeginning。"Heshookthebox，andthreweight，ten，andnine；thethreecastsamountedtotwenty—seven。
ThisencouragedWildeve。Hetookthebox；andhisthreecastsamountedtoforty—five。
Downwentanotherofthereddleman’ssovereignsagainsthisfirstonewhichWildevelaid。ThistimeWildevethrewfifty—onepoints，butnopair。Thereddlemanlookedgrim，threwaraffleofaces，andpocketedthestakes。
"Hereyouareagain，"saidWildevecontemptuously。
"Doublethestakes。"HelaidtwoofThomasin’sguineas，andthereddlemanhistwopounds。Vennwonagain。
Newstakeswerelaidonthestone，andthegamblersproceededasbefore。
Wildevewasanervousandexcitableman，andthegamewasbeginningtotelluponhistemper。Hewrithed，fumed，shiftedhisseat，andthebeatingofhisheartwasalmostaudible。Vennsatwithlipsimpassivelyclosedandeyesreducedtoapairofunimportanttwinkles；
hescarcelyappearedtobreathe。HemighthavebeenanArab，oranautomaton；hewouldhavebeenlikearedsandstonestatuebutforthemotionofhisarmwiththedice—box。
Thegamefluctuated，nowinfavourofone，nowinfavouroftheother，withoutanygreatadvantageonthesideofeither。Nearlytwentyminuteswerepassedthus。
Thelightofthecandlehadbythistimeattractedheath—flies，moths，andotherwingedcreaturesofnight，whichfloatedroundthelantern，flewintotheflame，orbeataboutthefacesofthetwoplayers。
Butneitherofthemenpaidmuchattentiontothesethings，theireyesbeingconcentrateduponthelittleflatstone，whichtothemwasanarenavastandimportantasabattlefield。
Bythistimeachangehadcomeoverthegame；thereddlemanwoncontinually。Atlengthsixtyguineas——Thomasin’sfifty，andtenofClym’s——hadpassedintohishands。
Wildevewasreckless，frantic，exasperated。
"’Wonbackhiscoat，’"saidVennslily。
Anotherthrow，andthemoneywentthesameway。
"’Wonbackhishat，’"continuedVenn。
"Oh，oh！"saidWildeve。
"’Wonbackhiswatch，wonbackhismoney，andwentoutofthedoorarichman，’"addedVennsentencebysentence，asstakeafterstakepassedovertohim。
"Fivemore！"shoutedWildeve，dashingdownthemoney。
"Andthreecastsbehanged——oneshalldecide。"
Theredautomatonoppositelapsedintosilence，nodded，andfollowedhisexample。Wildeverattledthebox，andthrewapairofsixesandfivepoints。Heclappedhishands；"Ihavedoneitthistime——hurrah！"
"Therearetwoplaying，andonlyonehasthrown，"
saidthereddleman，quietlybringingdownthebox。
Theeyesofeachwerethensointentlyconvergeduponthestonethatonecouldfancytheirbeamswerevisible，likeraysinafog。
Vennliftedthebox，andbeholdatripletofsixeswasdisclosed。
Wildevewasfulloffury。WhilethereddlemanwasgraspingthestakesWildeveseizedthediceandhurledthem，boxandall，intothedarkness，utteringafearfulimprecation。
Thenhearoseandbeganstampingupanddownlikeamadman。
"Itisallover，then？"saidVenn。
"No，no！"criedWildeve。"Imeantohaveanotherchanceyet。
Imust！"
"But，mygoodman，whathaveyoudonewiththedice？"
"Ithrewthemaway——itwasamomentaryirritation。
WhatafoolIam！Here——comeandhelpmetolookforthem——wemustfindthemagain。"
Wildevesnatchedupthelanternandbegananxiouslyprowlingamongthefurzeandfern。
"Youarenotlikelytofindthemthere，"
saidVenn，following。"Whatdidyoudosuchacrazythingasthatfor？Here’sthebox。Thedicecan’tbefaroff。"
WildeveturnedthelighteagerlyuponthespotwhereVennhadfoundthebox，andmauledtheherbagerightandleft。
Inthecourseofafewminutesoneofthedicewasfound。
Theysearchedonforsometime，butnootherwastobeseen。
"Nevermind，"saidWildeve；"let’splaywithone。"
"Agreed，"saidVenn。
Downtheysatagain，andrecommencedwithsingleguineastakes；
andtheplaywentonsmartly。ButFortunehadunmistakablyfalleninlovewiththereddlemantonight。Hewonsteadily，tillhewastheowneroffourteenmoreofthegoldpieces。
Seventy—nineofthehundredguineaswerehis，Wildevepossessingonlytwenty—one。Theaspectofthetwoopponentswasnowsingular。Apartfrommotions，acompletedioramaofthefluctuationsofthegamewentonintheireyes。
Adiminutivecandle—flamewasmirroredineachpupil，anditwouldhavebeenpossibletodistinguishthereinbetweenthemoodsofhopeandthemoodsofabandonment，evenasregardsthereddleman，thoughhisfacialmusclesbetrayednothingatall。Wildeveplayedonwiththerecklessnessofdespair。
"What’sthat？"hesuddenlyexclaimed，hearingarustle；
andtheybothlookedup。
Theyweresurroundedbyduskyformsbetweenfourandfivefeethigh，standingafewpacesbeyondtheraysofthelantern。Amoment’sinspectionrevealedthattheencirclingfigureswereheath—croppers，theirheadsbeingalltowardstheplayers，atwhomtheygazedintently。
"Hoosh！"saidWildeve，andthewholefortyorfiftyanimalsatonceturnedandgallopedaway。Playwasagainresumed。
Tenminutespassedaway。Thenalargedeath’sheadmothadvancedfromtheobscureouterair，wheeledtwiceroundthelantern，flewstraightatthecandle，andextinguisheditbytheforceoftheblow。Wildevehadjustthrown，buthadnotliftedtheboxtoseewhathehadcast；
andnowitwasimpossible。
"Whattheinfernal！"heshrieked。"Now，whatshallwedo？PerhapsIhavethrownsix——haveyouanymatches？"
"None，"saidVenn。
"Christianhadsome——Iwonderwhereheis。Christian！"
ButtherewasnoreplytoWildeve’sshout，saveamournfulwhiningfromtheheronswhichwerenestinglowerdownthevale。Bothmenlookedblanklyroundwithoutrising。
Astheireyesgrewaccustomedtothedarknesstheyperceivedfaintgreenishpointsoflightamongthegrassandfern。Theselightsdottedthehillsidelikestarsofalowmagnitude。
"Ah——glowworms，"saidWildeve。"Waitaminute。
Wecancontinuethegame。"
Vennsatstill，andhiscompanionwenthitherandthithertillhehadgatheredthirteenglowworms——asmanyashecouldfindinaspaceoffourorfiveminutes——uponafox—gloveleafwhichhepulledforthepurpose。Thereddlemanventedalowhumorouslaughwhenhesawhisadversaryreturnwiththese。"Determinedtogoon，then？"hesaiddrily。
"Ialwaysam！"saidWildeveangrily。Andshakingtheglowwormsfromtheleafherangedthemwithatremblinghandinacircleonthestone，leavingaspaceinthemiddleforthedescentofthedice—box，overwhichthethirteentinylampsthrewapalephosphoricshine。Thegamewasagainrenewed。Ithappenedtobethatseasonoftheyearatwhichglowwormsputforththeirgreatestbrilliancy，andthelighttheyyieldedwasmorethanampleforthepurpose，sinceitispossibleonsuchnightstoreadthehandwritingofaletterbythelightoftwoorthree。
Theincongruitybetweenthemen’sdeedsandtheirenvironmentwasgreat。Amidthesoftjuicyvegetationofthehollowinwhichtheysat，themotionlessandtheuninhabitedsolitude，intrudedthechinkofguineas，therattleofdice，theexclamationsoftherecklessplayers。
Wildevehadliftedtheboxassoonasthelightswereobtained，andthesolitarydieproclaimedthatthegamewasstillagainsthim。
"Iwon’tplayanymore——you’vebeentamperingwiththedice，"
heshouted。
"How——whentheywereyourown？"saidthereddleman。
"We’llchangethegame：thelowestpointshallwinthestake——itmaycutoffmyillluck。Doyourefuse？"
"No——goon，"saidVenn。
"O，theretheyareagain——damnthem！"criedWildeve，lookingup。Theheath—croppershadreturnednoiselessly，andwerelookingonwitherectheadsjustasbefore，theirtimideyesfixeduponthescene，asiftheywerewonderingwhatmankindandcandlelightcouldhavetodointhesehauntsatthisuntowardhour。
"Whataplaguethosecreaturesare——staringatmeso！"
hesaid，andflungastone，whichscatteredthem；
whenthegamewascontinuedasbefore。
Wildevehadnowtenguineasleft；andeachlaidfive。
Wildevethrewthreepoints；Venntwo，andrakedinthecoins。
Theotherseizedthedie，andclenchedhisteethuponitinsheerrage，asifhewouldbiteitinpieces。
"Nevergivein——herearemylastfive！"hecried，throwingthemdown。
"Hangtheglowworms——theyaregoingout。Whydon’tyouburn，youlittlefools？Stirthemupwithathorn。"
Heprobedtheglowwormswithabitofstick，androlledthemover，tillthebrightsideoftheirtailswasupwards。
"There’slightenough。Throwon，"saidVenn。
Wildevebroughtdowntheboxwithintheshiningcircleandlookedeagerly。Hehadthrownace。"Welldone！——I
saiditwouldturn，andithasturned。"Vennsaidnothing；
buthishandshookslightly。
Hethrewacealso。
"O！"saidWildeve。"Curseme！"
Thediesmackedthestoneasecondtime。Itwasaceagain。
Vennlookedgloomy，threw——thediewasseentobelyingintwopieces，thecleftsidesuppermost。
"I’vethrownnothingatall，"hesaid。
"Servesmeright——Isplitthediewithmyteeth。
Here——takeyourmoney。Blankislessthanone。"
"Idon’twishit。"
"Takeit，Isay——you’vewonit！"AndWildevethrewthestakesagainstthereddleman’schest。Venngatheredthemup，arose，andwithdrewfromthehollow，Wildevesittingstupefied。
Whenhehadcometohimselfhealsoarose，and，withtheextinguishedlanterninhishand，wenttowardsthehighroad。
Onreachingithestoodstill。Thesilenceofnightpervadedthewholeheathexceptinonedirection；andthatwastowardsMistover。Therehecouldhearthenoiseoflightwheels，andpresentlysawtwocarriagelampsdescendingthehill。Wildevescreenedhimselfunderabushandwaited。
Thevehiclecameonandpassedbeforehim。Itwasahiredcarriage，andbehindthecoachmanweretwopersonswhomheknewwell。TheresatEustaciaandYeobright，thearmofthelatterbeingroundherwaist。
TheyturnedthesharpcorneratthebottomtowardsthetemporaryhomewhichClymhadhiredandfurnished，aboutfivemilestotheeastward。
Wildeveforgotthelossofthemoneyatthesightofhislostlove，whosepreciousnessinhiseyeswasincreasingingeometricalprogressionwitheachnewincidentthatremindedhimoftheirhopelessdivision。
Brimmingwiththesubtilizedmiserythathewascapableoffeeling，hefollowedtheoppositewaytowardstheinn。
AboutthesamemomentthatWildevesteppedintothehighwayVennalsohadreacheditatapointahundredyardsfurtheron；andhe，hearingthesamewheels，likewisewaitedtillthecarriageshouldcomeup。
Whenhesawwhosatthereinheseemedtobedisappointed。
Reflectingaminuteortwo，duringwhichintervalthecarriagerolledon，hecrossedtheroad，andtookashortcutthroughthefurzeandheathtoapointwheretheturnpikeroadbentroundinascendingahill。Hewasnowagaininfrontofthecarriage，whichpresentlycameupatawalkingpace。Vennsteppedforwardandshowedhimself。
Eustaciastartedwhenthelampshoneuponhim，andClym’sarmwasinvoluntarilywithdrawnfromherwaist。Hesaid，"What，Diggory？Youarehavingalonelywalk。"
"Yes——Ibegyourpardonforstoppingyou，"saidVenn。
"ButIamwaitingaboutforMrs。Wildeve：IhavesomethingtogiveherfromMrs。Yeobright。Canyoutellmeifshe’sgonehomefromthepartyyet？"
"No。Butshewillbeleavingsoon。Youmaypossiblymeetheratthecorner。"
Vennmadeafarewellobeisance，andwalkedbacktohisformerposition，wherethebyroadfromMistoverjoinedthehighway。Hereheremainedfixedfornearlyhalfanhour，andthenanotherpairoflightscamedownthehill。
Itwastheold—fashionedwheelednondescriptbelongingtothecaptain，andThomasinsatinitalone，drivenbyCharley。
Thereddlemancameupastheyslowlyturnedthecorner。
"Ibegpardonforstoppingyou，Mrs。Wildeve，"hesaid。
"ButIhavesomethingtogiveyouprivatelyfromMrs。Yeobright。"
Hehandedasmallparcel；itconsistedofthehundredguineashehadjustwon，roughlytwistedupinapieceofpaper。
Thomasinrecoveredfromhersurprise，andtookthepacket。
"That’sall，ma’am——Iwishyougoodnight，"hesaid，andvanishedfromherview。
ThusVenn，inhisanxietytorectifymatters，hadplacedinThomasin’shandsnotonlythefiftyguineaswhichrightlybelongedtoher，butalsothefiftyintendedforhercousinClym。HismistakehadbeenbaseduponWildeve’swordsattheopeningofthegame，whenheindignantlydeniedthattheguineawasnothisown。
Ithadnotbeencomprehendedbythereddlemanthatathalfwaythroughtheperformancethegamewascontinuedwiththemoneyofanotherperson；anditwasanerrorwhichafterwardshelpedtocausemoremisfortunethantreblethelossinmoneyvaluecouldhavedone。
Thenightwasnowsomewhatadvanced；andVennplungeddeeperintotheheath，tillhecametoaravinewherehisvanwasstanding——aspotnotmorethantwohundredyardsfromthesiteofthegamblingbout。Heenteredthismovablehomeofhis，lithislantern，and，beforeclosinghisdoorforthenight，stoodreflectingonthecircumstancesoftheprecedinghours。
Whilehestoodthedawngrewvisibleinthenortheastquarteroftheheavens，which，thecloudshavingclearedoff，wasbrightwithasoftsheenatthismidsummertime，thoughitwasonlybetweenoneandtwoo’clock。Venn，thoroughlyweary，thenshuthisdoorandflunghimselfdowntosleep。
booktwoTHEARRIVAL
1—TidingsoftheComerOnthefinedaysatthistimeoftheyear，andearlier，certainephemeraloperationswereapttodisturb，intheirtriflingway，themajesticcalmofEgdonHeath。
Theywereactivitieswhich，besidethoseofatown，avillage，orevenafarm，wouldhaveappearedasthefermentofstagnationmerely，acreepingofthefleshofsomnolence。
Buthere，awayfromcomparisons，shutinbythestablehills，amongwhichmerewalkinghadthenoveltyofpageantry，andwhereanymancouldimaginehimselftobeAdamwithouttheleastdifficulty，theyattractedtheattentionofeverybirdwithineyeshot，everyreptilenotyetasleep，andsetthesurroundingrabbitscuriouslywatchingfromhillocksatasafedistance。
TheperformancewasthatofbringingtogetherandbuildingintoastackthefurzefaggotswhichHumphreyhadbeencuttingforthecaptain’suseduringtheforegoingfinedays。Thestackwasattheendofthedwelling，andthemenengagedinbuildingitwereHumphreyandSam，theoldmanlookingon。
Itwasafineandquietafternoon，aboutthreeo’clock；
butthewintersolsticehavingstealthilycomeon，thelownessofthesuncausedthehourtoseemlaterthanitactuallywas，therebeinglittleheretoremindaninhabitantthathemustunlearnhissummerexperienceoftheskyasadial。Inthecourseofmanydaysandweekssunrisehadadvanceditsquartersfromnortheasttosoutheast，sunsethadrecededfromnorthwesttosouthwest；
butEgdonhadhardlyheededthechange。
Eustaciawasindoorsinthedining—room，whichwasreallymorelikeakitchen，havingastonefloorandagapingchimney—corner。Theairwasstill，andwhileshelingeredamomentherealonesoundsofvoicesinconversationcametoherearsdirectlydownthechimney。Sheenteredtherecess，and，listening，lookeduptheoldirregularshaft，withitscavernoushollows，wherethesmokeblunderedaboutonitswaytothesquarebitofskyatthetop，fromwhichthedaylightstruckdownwithapallidglareuponthetattersofsootdrapingtheflueasseaweeddrapesarockyfissure。
Sheremembered：thefurze—stackwasnotfarfromthechimney，andthevoiceswerethoseoftheworkers。
Hergrandfatherjoinedintheconversation。"Thatladoughtnevertohavelefthome。Hisfather’soccupationwouldhavesuitedhimbest，andtheboyshouldhavefollowedon。
Idon’tbelieveinthesenewmovesinfamilies。
Myfatherwasasailor，sowasI，andsoshouldmysonhavebeenifIhadhadone。"
"Theplacehe’sbeenlivingatisParis，"saidHumphrey，"andtheytellme’tiswheretheking’sheadwascutoffyearsago。Mypoormotherusedtotellmeaboutthatbusiness。
’Hummy，’sheusedtosay，’Iwasayoungmaidthen，andasIwasathomeironingMother’scapsoneafternoontheparsoncameinandsaid，"They’vecuttheking’sheadoff，Jane；andwhat’twillbenextGodknows。"’"
"AgoodmanyofusknewaswellasHebeforelong，"
saidthecaptain，chuckling。"Ilivedsevenyearsunderwateronaccountofitinmyboyhood——inthatdamnedsurgeryoftheTriumph，seeingmenbroughtdowntothecockpitwiththeirlegsandarmsblowntoJericho……AndsotheyoungmanhassettledinParis。
Managertoadiamondmerchant，orsomesuchthing，ishenot？"
"Yes，sir，that’sit。’Tisablazinggreatbusinessthathebelongsto，soI’veheardhismothersay——likeaking’spalace，asfarasdimentsgo。"
"Icanwellmindwhenhelefthome，"saidSam。
"’Tisagoodthingforthefeller，"saidHumphrey。
"Asightoftimesbettertobesellingdimentsthannobblingabouthere。"
"Itmustcostagoodfewshillingstodealatsuchaplace。"
"Agoodfewindeed，myman，"repliedthecaptain。
"Yes，youmaymakeawaywithadealofmoneyandbeneitherdrunkardnorglutton。"
"Theysay，too，thatClymYeobrightisbecomearealperusingman，withthestrangestnotionsaboutthings。
There，that’sbecausehewenttoschoolearly，suchastheschoolwas。"
"Strangenotions，hashe？"saidtheoldman。"Ah，there’stoomuchofthatsendingtoschoolinthesedays！Itonlydoesharm。Everygatepostandbarn’sdooryoucometoissuretohavesomebadwordorotherchalkeduponitbytheyoungrascals——awomancanhardlypassforshamesometimes。Ifthey’dneverbeentaughthowtowritetheywouldn’thavebeenabletoscribblesuchvillainy。
Theirfatherscouldn’tdoit，andthecountrywasallthebetterforit。"
"Now，Ishouldthink，Cap’n，thatMissEustaciahadaboutasmuchinherheadthatcomesfrombooksasanybodyabouthere？"
"PerhapsifMissEustacia，too，hadlessromanticnonsenseinherheaditwouldbebetterforher，"
saidthecaptainshortly；afterwhichhewalkedaway。
"Isay，Sam，"observedHumphreywhentheoldmanwasgone，"sheandClymYeobrightwouldmakeaveryprettypigeon—pair——hey？Iftheywouldn’tI’llbedazed！Bothofonemindaboutnicetiesforcertain，andlearnedinprint，andalwaysthinkingabouthighdoctrine——therecouldn’tbeabettercoupleiftheyweremadeo’purpose。
Clym’sfamilyisasgoodashers。Hisfatherwasafarmer，that’strue；buthismotherwasasortoflady，asweknow。
Nothingwouldpleasemebetterthantoseethemtwomanandwife。"
"They’dlookverynatty，arm—in—crooktogether，andtheirbestclotheson，whetherorno，ifhe’satallthewell—favouredfellowheusedtobe。"
"Theywould，Humphrey。Well，Ishouldliketoseethechapterriblemuchaftersomanyyears。IfIknewforcertainwhenhewascomingI’dstrolloutthreeorfourmilestomeethimandhelpcarryanythingfor’n；thoughI
supposehe’salteredfromtheboyhewas。TheysayhecantalkFrenchasfastasamaidcaneatblackberries；
andifso，dependuponitwewhohavestayedathomeshallseemnomorethanscroffinhiseyes。"
"ComingacrossthewatertoBudmouthbysteamer，isn’the？"
"Yes；buthowhe’scomingfromBudmouthIdon’tknow。"
"That’sabadtroubleabouthiscousinThomasin。
Iwondersuchanice—notionedfellowasClymlikestocomehomeintoit。Whatanunnywatchwewerein，tobesure，whenweheardtheyweren’tmarriedatall，aftersingingto’emasmanandwifethatnight！BedazedifIshouldlikearelationofminetohavebeenmadesuchafoolofbyaman。Itmakesthefamilylooksmall。"
"Yes。Poormaid，herhearthasachedenoughaboutit。
Herhealthissufferingfromit，Ihear，forshewillbideentirelyindoors。Weneverseeheroutnow，scamperingoverthefurzewithafaceasredasarose，assheusedtodo。"
"I’veheardshewouldn’thaveWildevenowifheaskedher。"
"Youhave？’Tisnewstome。"
Whilethefurze—gatherershaddesultorilyconversedthusEustacia’sfacegraduallybenttothehearthinaprofoundreverie，hertoeunconsciouslytappingthedryturfwhichlayburningatherfeet。
Thesubjectoftheirdiscoursehadbeenkeenlyinterestingtoher。Ayoungandclevermanwascomingintothatlonelyheathfrom，ofallcontrastingplacesintheworld，Paris。
Itwaslikeamancomingfromheaven。Moresingularstill，theheathmenhadinstinctivelycoupledherandthismantogetherintheirmindsasapairbornforeachother。