Eustaciasteppeduponthebank。
\"Yes？\"shesaid，andheldherbreath。
Thereuponthecontourofamanbecamedimlyvisibleagainstthelow—reachingskyoverthevalley，beyondtheoutermarginofthepool。Hecamerounditandleaptuponthebankbesideher。Alowlaughescapedher——thethirdutterancewhichthegirlhadindulgedintonight。Thefirst，whenshestooduponRainbarrow，hadexpressedanxiety；
thesecond，ontheridge，hadexpressedimpatience；
thepresentwasoneoftriumphantpleasure。Sheletherjoyouseyesrestuponhimwithoutspeaking，asuponsomewondrousthingshehadcreatedoutofchaos。
\"Ihavecome，\"saidtheman，whowasWildeve。
\"Yougivemenopeace。Whydoyounotleavemealone？
Ihaveseenyourbonfirealltheevening。\"Thewordswerenotwithoutemotion，andretainedtheirleveltoneasifbyacarefulequipoisebetweenimminentextremes。
Atthisunexpectedlyrepressingmannerinherloverthegirlseemedtorepressherselfalso。\"Ofcourseyouhaveseenmyfire，\"sheansweredwithlanguidcalmness，artificiallymaintained。\"Whyshouldn’tIhaveabonfireontheFifthofNovember，likeotherdenizensoftheheath？\"
\"Iknewitwasmeantforme。\"
\"Howdidyouknowit？Ihavehadnowordwithyousinceyou——youchoseher，andwalkedaboutwithher，anddesertedmeentirely，asifIhadneverbeenyourslifeandsoulsoirretrievably！\"
\"Eustacia！couldIforgetthatlastautumnatthissamedayofthemonthandatthissameplaceyoulightedexactlysuchafireasasignalformetocomeandseeyou？WhyshouldtherehavebeenabonfireagainbyCaptainVye’shouseifnotforthesamepurpose？\"
\"Yes，yes——Iownit，\"shecriedunderherbreath，withadrowsyfervourofmannerandtonewhichwasquitepeculiartoher。
\"Don’tbeginspeakingtomeasyoudid，Damon；youwilldrivemetosaywordsIwouldnotwishtosaytoyou。
Ihadgivenyouup，andresolvednottothinkofyouanymore；
andthenIheardthenews，andIcameoutandgotthefirereadybecauseIthoughtthatyouhadbeenfaithfultome。\"
\"Whathaveyouheardtomakeyouthinkthat？\"
saidWildeve，astonished。
\"Thatyoudidnotmarryher！\"shemurmuredexultingly。
\"AndIknewitwasbecauseyoulovedmebest，andcouldn’tdoit……Damon，youhavebeencrueltometogoaway，andIhavesaidIwouldneverforgiveyou。IdonotthinkIcanforgiveyouentirely，evennow——itistoomuchforawomanofanyspirittoquiteoverlook。\"
\"IfIhadknownyouwishedtocallmeuphereonlytoreproachme，Iwouldn’thavecome。\"
\"ButIdon’tmindit，andIdoforgiveyounowthatyouhavenotmarriedher，andhavecomebacktome！\"
\"WhotoldyouthatIhadnotmarriedher？\"
\"Mygrandfather。Hetookalongwalktoday，andashewascominghomeheovertooksomepersonwhotoldhimofabroken—offwedding——hethoughtitmightbeyours，andIknewitwas。\"
\"Doesanybodyelseknow？\"
\"Isupposenot。NowDamon，doyouseewhyIlitmysignalfire？YoudidnotthinkIwouldhavelititifIhadimaginedyoutohavebecomethehusbandofthiswoman。
Itisinsultingmypridetosupposethat。\"
Wildevewassilent；itwasevidentthathehadsupposedasmuch。
\"DidyouindeedthinkIbelievedyouweremarried？\"
sheagaindemandedearnestly。\"Thenyouwrongedme；
anduponmylifeandheartIcanhardlybeartorecognizethatyouhavesuchillthoughtsofme！Damon，youarenotworthyofme——Iseeit，andyetIloveyou。Nevermind，letitgo——ImustbearyourmeanopinionasbestImay……Itistrue，isitnot，\"sheaddedwithill—concealedanxiety，onhismakingnodemonstration，\"thatyoucouldnotbringyourselftogivemeup，andarestillgoingtolovemebestofall？\"
\"Yes；orwhyshouldIhavecome？\"hesaidtouchily。
\"Notthatfidelitywillbeanygreatmeritinmeafteryourkindspeechaboutmyunworthiness，whichshouldhavebeensaidbymyselfifbyanybody，andcomeswithanillgracefromyou。However，thecurseofinflammabilityisuponme，andImustliveunderit，andtakeanysnubfromawoman。
Ithasbroughtmedownfromengineeringtoinnkeeping——whatlowerstageithasinstoreformeIhaveyettolearn。\"
Hecontinuedtolookuponhergloomily。
Sheseizedthemoment，andthrowingbacktheshawlsothatthefirelightshonefulluponherfaceandthroat，saidwithasmile，\"Haveyouseenanythingbetterthanthatinyourtravels？\"
Eustaciawasnotonetocommitherselftosuchapositionwithoutgoodground。Hesaidquietly，\"No。\"
\"NotevenontheshouldersofThomasin？\"
\"Thomasinisapleasingandinnocentwoman。\"
\"That’snothingtodowithit，\"shecriedwithquickpassionateness。\"Wewillleaveherout；
thereareonlyyouandmenowtothinkof。\"Afteralonglookathimsheresumedwiththeoldquiescentwarmth，\"MustIgoonweaklyconfessingtoyouthingsawomanoughttoconceal；andownthatnowordscanexpresshowgloomyIhavebeenbecauseofthatdreadfulbeliefIheldtilltwohoursago——thatyouhadquitedesertedme？\"
\"IamsorryIcausedyouthatpain。\"
\"ButperhapsitisnotwhollybecauseofyouthatIgetgloomy，\"
shearchlyadded。\"Itisinmynaturetofeellikethat。
Itwasborninmyblood，Isuppose。\"
\"Hypochondriasis。\"
\"Orelseitwascomingintothiswildheath。IwashappyenoughatBudmouth。Othetimes，OthedaysatBudmouth！
ButEgdonwillbebrighteragainnow。\"
\"Ihopeitwill，\"saidWildevemoodily。\"Doyouknowtheconsequenceofthisrecalltome，myolddarling？I
shallcometoseeyouagainasbefore，atRainbarrow。\"
\"Ofcourseyouwill。\"
\"AndyetIdeclarethatuntilIgotheretonightIintended，afterthisonegood—bye，nevertomeetyouagain。\"
\"Idon’tthankyouforthat，\"shesaid，turningaway，whileindignationspreadthroughherlikesubterraneanheat。
\"YoumaycomeagaintoRainbarrowifyoulike，butyouwon’tseeme；andyoumaycall，butIshallnotlisten；
andyoumaytemptme，butIwon’tgivemyselftoyouanymore。\"
\"Youhavesaidasmuchbefore，sweet；butsuchnaturesasyoursdon’tsoeasilyadheretotheirwords。
Neither，forthematterofthat，dosuchnaturesasmine。\"
\"ThisisthepleasureIhavewonbymytrouble，\"
shewhisperedbitterly。\"WhydidItrytorecallyou？Damon，astrangewarringtakesplaceinmymindoccasionally。
IthinkwhenIbecomecalmafteryouwoundings，’DoIembraceacloudofcommonfogafterall？’Youareachameleon，andnowyouareatyourworstcolour。Gohome，orIshallhateyou！\"
HelookedabsentlytowardsRainbarrowwhileonemighthavecountedtwenty，andsaid，asifhedidnotmuchmindallthis，\"Yes，Iwillgohome。Doyoumeantoseemeagain？\"
\"Ifyouowntomethattheweddingisbrokenoffbecauseyoulovemebest。\"
\"Idon’tthinkitwouldbegoodpolicy，\"saidWildeve，smiling。
\"Youwouldgettoknowtheextentofyourpowertooclearly。\"
\"Buttellme！\"
\"Youknow。\"
\"Whereisshenow？\"
\"Idon’tknow。Iprefernottospeakofhertoyou。
Ihavenotyetmarriedher；Ihavecomeinobediencetoyourcall。Thatisenough。\"
\"ImerelylitthatfirebecauseIwasdull，andthoughtIwouldgetalittleexcitementbycallingyouupandtriumphingoveryouastheWitchofEndorcalledupSamuel。
Ideterminedyoushouldcome；andyouhavecome！Ihaveshownmypower。Amileandhalfhither，andamileandhalfbackagaintoyourhome——threemilesinthedarkforme。
HaveInotshownmypower？\"
Heshookhisheadather。\"Iknowyoutoowell，myEustacia；
Iknowyoutoowell。Thereisn’tanoteinyouwhichI
don’tknow；andthathotlittlebosomcouldn’tplaysuchacold—bloodedtricktosaveitslife。IsawawomanonRainbarrowatdusklookingdowntowardsmyhouse。
IthinkIdrewoutyoubeforeyoudrewoutme。\"
TherevivedembersofanoldpassionglowedclearlyinWildevenow；andheleantforwardasifabouttoputhisfacetowardshercheek。
\"Ono，\"shesaid，intractablymovingtotheothersideofthedecayedfire。\"Whatdidyoumeanbythat？\"
\"PerhapsImaykissyourhand？\"
\"No，youmaynot。\"
\"ThenImayshakeyourhand？\"
\"No。\"
\"ThenIwishyougoodnightwithoutcaringforeither。
Good—bye，good—bye。\"
Shereturnednoanswer，andwiththebowofadancing—
masterhevanishedontheothersideofthepoolashehadcome。
Eustaciasighed——itwasnofragilemaidensigh，butasighwhichshookherlikeashiver。Wheneveraflashofreasondartedlikeanelectriclightuponherlover—
—asitsometimeswould——andshowedhisimperfections，sheshiveredthus。Butitwasoverinasecond，andshelovedon。Sheknewthathetrifledwithher；
butshelovedon。Shescatteredthehalf—burntbrands，wentindoorsimmediately，anduptoherbedroomwithoutalight。Amidtherustleswhichdenotedhertobeundressinginthedarknessotherheavybreathsfrequentlycame；
andthesamekindofshudderoccasionallymovedthroughherwhen，tenminuteslater，shelayonherbedasleep。
7—QueenofNightEustaciaVyewastherawmaterialofadivinity。OnOlympusshewouldhavedonewellwithalittlepreparation。
Shehadthepassionsandinstinctswhichmakeamodelgoddess，thatis，thosewhichmakenotquiteamodelwoman。
Haditbeenpossiblefortheearthandmankindtobeentirelyinhergraspforawhile，shehadhandledthedistaff，thespindle，andtheshearsatherownfreewill，fewintheworldwouldhavenoticedthechangeofgovernment。
Therewouldhavebeenthesameinequalityoflot，thesameheapingupoffavourshere，ofcontumelythere，thesamegenerositybeforejustice，thesameperpetualdilemmas，thesamecaptiousalterationofcaressesandblowsthatweendurenow。
Shewasinpersonfull—limbedandsomewhatheavy；
withoutruddiness，aswithoutpallor；andsofttothetouchasacloud。Toseeherhairwastofancythatawholewinterdidnotcontaindarknessenoughtoformitsshadow——itclosedoverherforeheadlikenightfallextinguishingthewesternglow。
Hernervesextendedintothosetresses，andhertempercouldalwaysbesoftenedbystrokingthemdown。WhenherhairwasbrushedshewouldinstantlysinkintostillnessandlookliketheSphinx。If，inpassingunderoneoftheEgdonbanks，anyofitsthickskeinswerecaught，astheysometimeswere，byapricklytuftofthelargeUlexEuropoeus——whichwillactasasortofhairbrush——shewouldgobackafewsteps，andpassagainstitasecondtime。
Shehadpaganeyes，fullofnocturnalmysteries，andtheirlight，asitcameandwent，andcameagain，waspartiallyhamperedbytheiroppressivelidsandlashes；
andofthesetheunderlidwasmuchfullerthanitusuallyiswithEnglishwomen。Thisenabledhertoindulgeinreveriewithoutseemingtodoso——shemighthavebeenbelievedcapableofsleepingwithoutclosingthemup。
Assumingthatthesoulsofmenandwomenwerevisibleessences，youcouldfancythecolourofEustacia’ssoultobeflamelike。
Thesparksfromitthatroseintoherdarkpupilsgavethesameimpression。
Themouthseemedformedlesstospeakthantoquiver，lesstoquiverthantokiss。Somemighthaveadded，lesstokissthantocurl。Viewedsideways，theclosing—lineofherlipsformed，withalmostgeometricprecision，thecurvesowellknownintheartsofdesignasthecima—recta，orogee。ThesightofsuchaflexiblebendasthatongrimEgdonwasquiteanapparition。
ItwasfeltatoncethatthemouthdidnotcomeoverfromSleswigwithabandofSaxonpirateswhoselipsmetlikethetwohalvesofamuffin。Onehadfanciedthatsuchlip—curvesweremostlylurkingundergroundintheSouthasfragmentsofforgottenmarbles。Sofinewerethelinesofherlipsthat，thoughfull，eachcornerofhermouthwasasclearlycutasthepointofaspear。
Thiskeennessofcornerwasonlybluntedwhenshewasgivenovertosuddenfitsofgloom，oneofthephasesofthenight—sideofsentimentwhichsheknewtoowellforheryears。
HerpresencebroughtmemoriesofsuchthingsasBourbonroses，rubies，andtropicalmidnight；hermoodsrecalledlotus—eatersandthemarchinAthalie；hermotions，theebbandflowofthesea；hervoice，theviola。
Inadimlight，andwithaslightrearrangementofherhair，hergeneralfiguremighthavestoodforthatofeitherofthehigherfemaledeities。Thenewmoonbehindherhead，anoldhelmetuponit，adiademofaccidentaldewdropsroundherbrow，wouldhavebeenadjunctssufficienttostrikethenoteofArtemis，Athena，orHerarespectively，withascloseanapproximationtotheantiqueasthatwhichpassesmusteronmanyrespectedcanvases。
Butcelestialimperiousness，love，wrath，andfervourhadprovedtobesomewhatthrownawayonnetherwardEgdon。
Herpowerwaslimited，andtheconsciousnessofthislimitationhadbiassedherdevelopment。EgdonwasherHades，andsincecomingthereshehadimbibedmuchofwhatwasdarkinitstone，thoughinwardlyandeternallyunreconciledthereto。Herappearanceaccordedwellwiththissmoulderingrebelliousness，andtheshadysplendourofherbeautywastherealsurfaceofthesadandstifledwarmthwithinher。AtrueTartareandignitysatuponherbrow，andnotfactitiouslyorwithmarksofconstraint，forithadgrowninherwithyears。
Acrosstheupperpartofherheadsheworeathinfilletofblackvelvet，restrainingtheluxurianceofhershadyhair，inawaywhichaddedmuchtothisclassofmajestybyirregularlycloudingherforehead。
\"Nothingcanembellishabeautifulfacemorethananarrowbanddrawnoverthebrow，\"saysRichter。
Someoftheneighbouringgirlsworecolouredribbonforthesamepurpose，andsportedmetallicornamentselsewhere；
butifanyonesuggestedcolouredribbonandmetallicornamentstoEustaciaVyeshelaughedandwenton。
WhydidawomanofthissortliveonEgdonHeath？Budmouthwashernativeplace，afashionableseasideresortatthatdate。Shewasthedaughterofthebandmasterofaregimentwhichhadbeenquarteredthere——aCorfiotebybirth，andafinemusician——whomethisfuturewifeduringhertripthitherwithherfatherthecaptain，amanofgoodfamily。Themarriagewasscarcelyinaccordwiththeoldman’swishes，forthebandmaster’spocketswereaslightashisoccupation。Butthemusiciandidhisbest；adoptedhiswife’sname，madeEnglandpermanentlyhishome，tookgreattroublewithhischild’seducation，theexpensesofwhichweredefrayedbythegrandfather，andthroveasthechieflocalmusiciantillhermother’sdeath，whenheleftoffthriving，drank，anddiedalso。
Thegirlwaslefttothecareofhergrandfather，who，sincethreeofhisribsbecamebrokeninashipwreck，hadlivedinthisairyperchonEgdon，aspotwhichhadtakenhisfancybecausethehousewastobehadfornexttonothing，andbecausearemotebluetingeonthehorizonbetweenthehills，visiblefromthecottagedoor，wastraditionallybelievedtobetheEnglishChannel。
Shehatedthechange；shefeltlikeonebanished；
buthereshewasforcedtoabide。
ThusithappenedthatinEustacia’sbrainwerejuxtaposedthestrangestassortmentofideas，fromoldtimeandfromnew。
Therewasnomiddledistanceinherperspective——romanticrecollectionsofsunnyafternoonsonanesplanade，withmilitarybands，officers，andgallantsaround，stoodlikegildedlettersuponthedarktabletofsurroundingEgdon。
Everybizarreeffectthatcouldresultfromtherandomintertwiningofwatering—placeglitterwiththegrandsolemnityofaheath，wastobefoundinher。Seeingnothingofhumanlifenow，sheimaginedallthemoreofwhatshehadseen。
Wheredidherdignitycomefrom？ByalatentveinfromAlcinous’line，herfatherhailingfromPhaeacia’sisle？——orfromFitzalanandDeVere，hermaternalgrandfatherhavinghadacousininthepeerage？PerhapsitwasthegiftofHeaven——ahappyconvergenceofnaturallaws。
Amongotherthingsopportunityhadoflateyearsbeendeniedheroflearningtobeundignified，forshelivedlonely。
Isolationonaheathrendersvulgaritywell—nighimpossible。
Itwouldhavebeenaseasyfortheheath—ponies，bats，andsnakestobevulgarasforher。AnarrowlifeinBudmouthmighthavecompletelydemeanedher。
Theonlywaytolookqueenlywithoutrealmsorheartstoqueenitoveristolookasifyouhadlostthem；
andEustaciadidthattoatriumph。Inthecaptain’scottageshecouldsuggestmansionsshehadneverseen。
Perhapsthatwasbecauseshefrequentedavastermansionthananyofthem，theopenhills。Likethesummerconditionoftheplacearoundher，shewasanembodimentofthephrase\"apopuloussolitude\"——apparentlysolistless，void，andquiet，shewasreallybusyandfull。
Tobelovedtomadness——suchwashergreatdesire。
Lovewastohertheonecordialwhichcoulddriveawaytheeatinglonelinessofherdays。Andsheseemedtolongfortheabstractioncalledpassionatelovemorethanforanyparticularlover。
Shecouldshowamostreproachfullookattimes，butitwasdirectedlessagainsthumanbeingsthanagainstcertaincreaturesofhermind，thechiefofthesebeingDestiny，throughwhoseinterferenceshedimlyfancieditarosethatlovealightedonlyonglidingyouth——thatanyloveshemightwinwouldsinksimultaneouslywiththesandintheglass。Shethoughtofitwithanever—growingconsciousnessofcruelty，whichtendedtobreedactionsofrecklessunconventionality，framedtosnatchayear’s，aweek’s，evenanhour’spassionfromanywherewhileitcouldbewon。Throughwantofitshehadsungwithoutbeingmerry，possessedwithoutenjoying，outshonewithouttriumphing。Herlonelinessdeepenedherdesire。
OnEgdon，coldestandmeanestkisseswereatfamineprices，andwherewasamouthmatchingherstobefound？
Fidelityinloveforfidelity’ssakehadlessattractionforherthanformostwomen；fidelitybecauseoflove’sgriphadmuch。Ablazeoflove，andextinction，wasbetterthanalanternglimmerofthesamewhichshouldlastlongyears。
Onthisheadsheknewbyprevisionwhatmostwomenlearnonlybyexperience——shehadmentallywalkedroundlove，toldthetowersthereof，considereditspalaces，andconcludedthatlovewasbutadolefuljoy。Yetshedesiredit，asoneinadesertwouldbethankfulforbrackishwater。
Sheoftenrepeatedherprayers；notatparticulartimes，but，liketheunaffectedlydevout，whenshedesiredtopray。
Herprayerwasalwaysspontaneous，andoftenranthus，\"Odelivermyheartfromthisfearfulgloomandloneliness；
sendmegreatlovefromsomewhere，elseIshalldie。\"
HerhighgodswereWilliamtheConqueror，Strafford，andNapoleonBuonaparte，astheyhadappearedintheLady’sHistoryusedattheestablishmentinwhichshewaseducated。
HadshebeenamothershewouldhavechristenedherboyssuchnamesasSaulorSiserainpreferencetoJacoborDavid，neitherofwhomsheadmired。AtschoolshehadusedtosidewiththePhilistinesinseveralbattles，andhadwonderedifPontiusPilatewereashandsomeashewasfrankandfair。
Thusshewasagirlofsomeforwardnessofmind，indeed，weighedinrelationtohersituationamongtheveryrearwardofthinkers，veryoriginal。Herinstinctstowardssocialnon—comformitywereattherootofthis。
Inthematterofholidays，hermoodwasthatofhorseswho，whenturnedouttograss，enjoylookingupontheirkindatworkonthehighway。Sheonlyvaluedresttoherselfwhenitcameinthemidstofotherpeople’slabour。
HenceshehatedSundayswhenallwasatrest，andoftensaidtheywouldbethedeathofher。ToseetheheathmenintheirSundaycondition，thatis，withtheirhandsintheirpockets，theirbootsnewlyoiled，andnotlacedup（aparticularlySundaysign），walkingleisurelyamongtheturvesandfurze—faggotstheyhadcutduringtheweek，andkickingthemcriticallyasiftheirusewereunknown，wasafearfulheavinesstoher。Torelievethetediumofthisuntimelydayshewouldoverhaulthecupboardscontaininghergrandfather’soldchartsandotherrubbish，hummingSaturday—nightballadsofthecountrypeoplethewhile。
ButonSaturdaynightsshewouldfrequentlysingapsalm，anditwasalwaysonaweekdaythatshereadtheBible，thatshemightbeunoppressedwithasenseofdoingherduty。
Suchviewsoflifeweretosomeextentthenaturalbegettingsofhersituationuponhernature。Todwellonaheathwithoutstudyingitsmeaningswaslikeweddingaforeignerwithoutlearninghistongue。ThesubtlebeautiesoftheheathwerelosttoEustacia；sheonlycaughtitsvapours。Anenvironmentwhichwouldhavemadeacontentedwomanapoet，asufferingwomanadevotee，apiouswomanapsalmist，evenagiddywomanthoughtful，madearebelliouswomansaturnine。
Eustaciahadgotbeyondthevisionofsomemarriageofinexpressibleglory；yet，thoughheremotionswereinfullvigour，shecaredfornomeanerunion。Thusweseeherinastrangestateofisolation。Tohavelostthegodlikeconceitthatwemaydowhatwewill，andnottohaveacquiredahomelyzestfordoingwhatwecan，showsagrandeuroftemperwhichcannotbeobjectedtointheabstract，foritdenotesamindthat，thoughdisappointed，forswearscompromise。But，ifcongenialtophilosophy，itisapttobedangeroustothecommonwealth。Inaworldwheredoingmeansmarrying，andthecommonwealthisoneofheartsandhands，thesameperilattendsthecondition。
AndsoweseeourEustacia——forattimesshewasnotaltogetherunlovable——arrivingatthatstageofenlightenmentwhichfeelsthatnothingisworthwhile，andfillingupthesparehoursofherexistencebyidealizingWildeveforwantofabetterobject。Thiswasthesolereasonofhisascendency：sheknewitherself。Atmomentsherpriderebelledagainstherpassionforhim，andsheevenhadlongedtobefree。Buttherewasonlyonecircumstancewhichcoulddislodgehim，andthatwastheadventofagreaterman。
Fortherest，shesufferedmuchfromdepressionofspirits，andtookslowwalkstorecoverthem，inwhichshecarriedhergrandfather’stelescopeandhergrandmother’shourglass——thelatterbecauseofapeculiarpleasureshederivedfromwatchingamaterialrepresentationoftime’sgradualglideaway。Sheseldomschemed，butwhenshedidscheme，herplansshowedratherthecomprehensivestrategyofageneralthanthesmallartscalledwomanish，thoughshecouldutteroraclesofDelphianambiguitywhenshedidnotchoosetobedirect。InheavenshewillprobablysitbetweentheHeloisesandtheCleopatras。
8—ThoseWhoAreFoundWhereThereIsSaidtoBeNobodyAssoonasthesadlittleboyhadwithdrawnfromthefireheclaspedthemoneytightinthepalmofhishand，asiftherebytofortifyhiscourage，andbegantorun。
TherewasreallylittledangerinallowingachildtogohomealoneonthispartofEgdonHeath。Thedistancetotheboy’shousewasnotmorethanthree—eighthsofamile，hisfather’scottage，andoneotherafewyardsfurtheron，formingpartofthesmallhamletofMistoverKnap：thethirdandonlyremaininghousewasthatofCaptainVyeandEustacia，whichstoodquiteawayfromthesmallcottages。
andwastheloneliestoflonelyhousesonthesethinlypopulatedslopes。
Heranuntilhewasoutofbreath，andthen，becomingmorecourageous，walkedleisurelyalong，singinginanoldvoicealittlesongaboutasailor—boyandafairone，andbrightgoldinstore。Inthemiddleofthisthechildstopped——fromapitunderthehillaheadofhimshonealight，whenceproceededacloudoffloatingdustandasmackingnoise。