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“
I
saw
that
,
upon
the
whole
,
it
would
be
better
she
should
marry
where
she
wished
.
”
“
Poor
little
thing
,
her
feelings
got
the
better
of
her
,
no
doubt
.
’
Tis
nature
.
Well
,
they
may
call
him
what
they
will
—
he
’
ve
several
acres
of
heth
-
ground
broke
up
here
,
besides
the
public
house
,
and
the
heth
-
croppers
,
and
his
manners
be
quite
like
a
gentleman
’
s
.
And
what
’
s
done
cannot
be
undone
.
”
“
It
cannot
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Yeobright
.
“
See
,
here
’
s
the
wagon
-
track
at
last
.
Now
we
shall
get
along
better
.
”
The
wedding
subject
was
no
further
dwelt
upon
;
and
soon
a
faint
diverging
path
was
reached
,
where
they
parted
company
,
Olly
first
begging
her
companion
to
remind
Mr
.
Wildeve
that
he
had
not
sent
her
sick
husband
the
bottle
of
wine
promised
on
the
occasion
of
his
marriage
.
The
besom
-
maker
turned
to
the
left
towards
her
own
house
,
behind
a
spur
of
the
hill
,
and
Mrs
.
Yeobright
followed
the
straight
track
,
which
further
on
joined
the
highway
by
the
Quiet
Woman
Inn
,
whither
she
supposed
her
niece
to
have
returned
with
Wildeve
from
their
wedding
at
Anglebury
that
day
.
She
first
reached
Wildeve
’
s
Patch
,
as
it
was
called
,
a
plot
of
land
redeemed
from
the
heath
,
and
after
long
and
laborious
years
brought
into
cultivation
.
The
man
who
had
discovered
that
it
could
be
tilled
died
of
the
labour
;
the
man
who
succeeded
him
in
possession
ruined
himself
in
fertilizing
it
.
Wildeve
came
like
Amerigo
Vespucci
,
and
received
the
honours
due
to
those
who
had
gone
before
.
When
Mrs
.
Yeobright
had
drawn
near
to
the
inn
,
and
was
about
to
enter
,
she
saw
a
horse
and
vehicle
some
two
hundred
yards
beyond
it
,
coming
towards
her
,
a
man
walking
alongside
with
a
lantern
in
his
hand
.
It
was
soon
evident
that
this
was
the
reddleman
who
had
inquired
for
her
.
Instead
of
entering
the
inn
at
once
,
she
walked
by
it
and
towards
the
van
.
The
conveyance
came
close
,
and
the
man
was
about
to
pass
her
with
little
notice
,
when
she
turned
to
him
and
said
,
“
I
think
you
have
been
inquiring
for
me
?
I
am
Mrs
.
Yeobright
of
Blooms
-
End
.
”
The
reddleman
started
,
and
held
up
his
finger
.
He
stopped
the
horses
,
and
beckoned
to
her
to
withdraw
with
him
a
few
yards
aside
,
which
she
did
,
wondering
.
“
You
don
’
t
know
me
,
ma
’
am
,
I
suppose
?
”
he
said
.
“
I
do
not
,
”
said
she
.
“
Why
,
yes
,
I
do
!
You
are
young
Venn
—
your
father
was
a
dairyman
somewhere
here
?
”
