Hersonandshewaituponthefolks。"
　　"Isee，"saidEustacia。
　　"’Tisthelaststrain，Ithink，"saidSaintGeorge，withhiseartothepanel。"Ayoungmanandwomanhavejustswungintothiscorner，andhe’ssayingtoher，’Ah，thepity；’tisoverforusthistime，myown。’"
　　"ThankGod，"saidtheTurkishKnight，stamping，andtakingfromthewalltheconventionallancethateachofthemummerscarried。Herbootsbeingthinnerthanthoseoftheyoungmen，thehoarhaddampedherfeetandmadethemcold。
　　"Uponmysong’tisanothertenminutesforus，"
　　saidtheValiantSoldier，lookingthroughthekeyholeasthetunemodulatedintoanotherwithoutstopping。
　　"GrandferCantleisstandinginthiscorner，waitinghisturn。"
　　"’Twon’tbelong；’tisasix—handedreel，"saidtheDoctor。
　　"Whynotgoin，dancingorno？Theysentforus，"
　　saidtheSaracen。
　　"Certainlynot，"saidEustaciaauthoritatively，asshepacedsmartlyupanddownfromdoortogatetowarmherself。
　　"Weshouldburstintothemiddleofthemandstopthedance，andthatwouldbeunmannerly。"
　　"Hethinkshimselfsomebodybecausehehashadabitmoreschoolingthanwe，"saidtheDoctor。
　　"Youmaygotothedeuce！"saidEustacia。
　　Therewasawhisperedconversationbetweenthreeorfourofthem，andoneturnedtoher。
　　"Willyoutellusonething？"hesaid，notwithoutgentleness。
　　"BeyouMissVye？Wethinkyoumustbe。"
　　"Youmaythinkwhatyoulike，"saidEustaciaslowly。
　　"Buthonourableladswillnottelltalesuponalady。"
　　"We’llsaynothing，miss。That’suponourhonour。"
　　"Thankyou，"shereplied。
　　Atthismomentthefiddlesfinishedoffwithascreech，andtheserpentemittedalastnotethatnearlyliftedtheroof。When，fromthecomparativequietwithin，themummersjudgedthatthedancershadtakentheirseats，FatherChristmasadvanced，liftedthelatch，andputhisheadinsidethedoor。
　　"Ah，themummers，themummers！"criedseveralguestsatonce。
　　"Clearaspaceforthemummers。"
　　HumpbackedFatherChristmasthenmadeacompleteentry，swinginghishugeclub，andinageneralwayclearingthestagefortheactorsproper，whileheinformedthecompanyinsmartversethathewascome，welcomeorwelcomenot；
　　concludinghisspeechwith"Makeroom，makeroom，mygallantboys，Andgiveusspacetorhyme；
　　We’vecometoshowSaintGeorge’splay，UponthisChristmastime。"
　　Theguestswerenowarrangingthemselvesatoneendoftheroom，thefiddlerwasmendingastring，theserpent—playerwasemptyinghismouthpiece，andtheplaybegan。
　　FirstofthoseoutsidetheValiantSoldierentered，intheinterestofSaintGeorge——
　　"HerecomeI，theValiantSoldier；
　　Slasherismyname"；
　　andsoon。Thisspeechconcludedwithachallengetotheinfidel，attheendofwhichitwasEustacia’sdutytoenterastheTurkishKnight。She，withtherestwhowerenotyeton，hadhithertoremainedinthemoonlightwhichstreamedundertheporch。
　　Withnoapparenteffortorbackwardnessshecamein，beginning——
　　"HerecomeI，aTurkishKnight，WholearntinTurkishlandtofight；
　　I’llfightthismanwithcouragebold：
　　Ifhisblood’shotI’llmakeitcold！"
　　DuringherdeclamationEustaciaheldherheaderect，andspokeasroughlyasshecould，feelingprettysecurefromobservation。Buttheconcentrationuponherpartnecessarytopreventdiscovery，thenewnessofthescene，theshineofthecandles，andtheconfusingeffectuponhervisionoftheribbonedvisorwhichhidherfeatures，leftherabsolutelyunabletoperceivewhowerepresentasspectators。Onthefurthersideofatablebearingcandlesshecouldfaintlydiscernfaces，andthatwasall。
　　MeanwhileJimStarksastheValiantSoldierhadcomeforward，and，withaglareupontheTurk，replied——
　　"If，then，thouartthatTurkishKnight，Drawoutthysword，andletusfight！"
　　Andfighttheydid；theissueofthecombatbeingthattheValiantSoldierwasslainbyapreternaturallyinadequatethrustfromEustacia，Jim，inhisardourforgenuinehistrionicart，comingdownlikealoguponthestonefloorwithforceenoughtodislocatehisshoulder。
　　Then，aftermorewordsfromtheTurkishKnight，rathertoofaintlydelivered，andstatementsthathe’dfightSaintGeorgeandallhiscrew，SaintGeorgehimselfmagnificentlyenteredwiththewell—knownflourish——
　　"HerecomeI，SaintGeorge，thevaliantman，Withnakedswordandspearinhand，Whofoughtthedragonandbroughthimtotheslaughter，AndbythiswonfairSabra，theKingofEgypt’sdaughter；
　　WhatmortalmanwoulddaretostandBeforemewithmyswordinhand？"
　　ThiswastheladwhohadfirstrecognizedEustacia；
　　andwhenshenow，astheTurk，repliedwithsuitabledefiance，andatoncebeganthecombat，theyoungfellowtookespecialcaretousehisswordasgentlyaspossible。Beingwounded，theKnightfellupononeknee，accordingtothedirection。
　　TheDoctornowentered，restoredtheKnightbygivinghimadraughtfromthebottlewhichhecarried，andthefightwasagainresumed，theTurksinkingbydegreesuntilquiteovercome——dyingashardinthisvenerabledramaasheissaidtodoatthepresentday。
　　Thisgradualsinkingtotheearthwas，infact，onereasonwhyEustaciahadthoughtthatthepartoftheTurkishKnight，thoughnottheshortest，wouldsuitherbest。Adirectfallfromuprighttohorizontal，whichwastheendoftheotherfightingcharacters，wasnotanelegantordecorouspartforagirl。
　　ButitwaseasytodielikeaTurk，byadoggeddecline。
　　Eustaciawasnowamongthenumberoftheslain，thoughnotonthefloor，forshehadmanagedtosinkintoaslopingpositionagainsttheclock—case，sothatherheadwaswellelevated。TheplayproceededbetweenSaintGeorge，theSaracen，theDoctor，andFatherChristmas；andEustacia，havingnomoretodo，forthefirsttimefoundleisuretoobservethesceneround，andtosearchfortheformthathaddrawnherhither。
　　6—TheTwoStandFacetoFaceTheroomhadbeenarrangedwithaviewtothedancing，thelargeoaktablehavingbeenmovedbacktillitstoodasabreastworktothefireplace。Ateachend，behind，andinthechimney—cornerweregroupedtheguests，manyofthembeingwarm—facedandpanting，amongwhomEustaciacursorilyrecognizedsomewell—to—dopersonsfrombeyondtheheath。Thomasin，asshehadexpected，wasnotvisible，andEustaciarecollectedthatalighthadshonefromanupperwindowwhentheywereoutside——thewindow，probably，ofThomasin’sroom。
　　Anose，chin，hands，knees，andtoesprojectedfromtheseatwithinthechimneyopening，whichmembersshefoundtouniteinthepersonofGrandferCantle，Mrs。Yeobright’soccasionalassistantinthegarden，andthereforeoneoftheinvited。
　　ThesmokewentupfromanEtnaofpeatinfrontofhim，playedroundthenotchesofthechimney—crook，struckagainstthesalt—box，andgotlostamongtheflitches。
　　Anotherpartoftheroomsoonrivetedhergaze。
　　Attheothersideofthechimneystoodthesettle，whichisthenecessarysupplementtoafiresoopenthatnothinglessthanastrongbreezewillcarryupthesmoke。Itis，tothehearthsofold—fashionedcavernousfireplaces，whattheeastbeltoftreesistotheexposedcountryestate，orthenorthwalltothegarden。
　　Outsidethesettlecandlesgutter，locksofhairwave，youngwomenshiver，andoldmensneeze。InsideisParadise。
　　Notasymptomofadraughtdisturbstheair；thesitters’
　　backsareaswarmastheirfaces，andsongsandoldtalesaredrawnfromtheoccupantsbythecomfortableheat，likefruitfrommelonplantsinaframe。
　　Itwas，however，notwiththosewhosatinthesettlethatEustaciawasconcerned。Afaceshoweditselfwithmarkeddistinctnessagainstthedark—tannedwoodoftheupperpart。
　　Theowner，whowasleaningagainstthesettle’souterend，wasClementYeobright，orClym，ashewascalledhere；
　　sheknewitcouldbenobodyelse。ThespectacleconstitutedanareaoftwofeetinRembrandt’sintensestmanner。
　　Astrangepowerinthelounger’sappearancelayinthefactthat，thoughhiswholefigurewasvisible，theobserver’seyewasonlyawareofhisface。
　　Tooneofmiddleagethecountenancewasthatofayoungman，thoughayouthmighthardlyhaveseenanynecessityforthetermofimmaturity。Butitwasreallyoneofthosefaceswhichconveylesstheideaofsomanyyearsasitsagethanofsomuchexperienceasitsstore。
　　ThenumberoftheiryearsmayhaveadequatelysummedupJared，Mahalaleel，andtherestoftheantediluvians，buttheageofamodernmanistobemeasuredbytheintensityofhishistory。
　　Thefacewaswellshaped，evenexcellently。Butthemindwithinwasbeginningtouseitasamerewastetabletwhereontotraceitsidiosyncrasiesastheydevelopedthemselves。
　　Thebeautyherevisiblewouldinnolongtimeberuthlesslyover—runbyitsparasite，thought，whichmightjustaswellhavefeduponaplainerexteriorwheretherewasnothingitcouldharm。HadHeavenpreservedYeobrightfromawearinghabitofmeditation，peoplewouldhavesaid，"Ahandsomeman。"Hadhisbrainunfoldedundersharpercontourstheywouldhavesaid，"Athoughtfulman。"Butaninnerstrenuousnesswaspreyinguponanoutersymmetry，andtheyratedhislookassingular。
　　Hencepeoplewhobeganbybeholdinghimendedbyperusinghim。
　　Hiscountenancewasoverlaidwithlegiblemeanings。
　　Withoutbeingthought—wornheyethadcertainmarksderivedfromaperceptionofhissurroundings，suchasarenotunfrequentlyfoundonmenattheendofthefourorfiveyearsofendeavourwhichfollowthecloseofplacidpupilage。Healreadyshowedthatthoughtisadiseaseofflesh，andindirectlyboreevidencethatidealphysicalbeautyisincompatiblewithemotionaldevelopmentandafullrecognitionofthecoilofthings。
　　Mentalluminousnessmustbefedwiththeoiloflife，eventhoughthereisalreadyaphysicalneedforit；
　　andthepitifulsightoftwodemandsononesupplywasjustshowingitselfhere。
　　Whenstandingbeforecertainmenthephilosopherregretsthatthinkersarebutperishabletissue，theartistthatperishabletissuehastothink。Thustodeplore，eachfromhispointofview，themutuallydestructiveinterdependenceofspiritandfleshwouldhavebeeninstinctivewiththeseincriticallyobservingYeobright。
　　Asforhislook，itwasanaturalcheerfulnessstrivingagainstdepressionfromwithout，andnotquitesucceeding。
　　Thelooksuggestedisolation，butitrevealedsomethingmore。
　　Asisusualwithbrightnatures，thedeitythatliesignominiouslychainedwithinanephemeralhumancarcaseshoneoutofhimlikearay。
　　TheeffectuponEustaciawaspalpable。Theextraordinarypitchofexcitementthatshehadreachedbeforehandwould，indeed，havecausedhertobeinfluencedbythemostcommonplaceman。ShewastroubledatYeobright’spresence。
　　Theremainderoftheplayended——theSaracen’sheadwascutoff，andSaintGeorgestoodasvictor。
　　Nobodycommented，anymorethantheywouldhavecommentedonthefactofmushroomscominginautumnorsnowdropsinspring。Theytookthepieceasphlegmaticallyasdidtheactorsthemselves。Itwasaphaseofcheerfulnesswhichwas，asamatterofcourse，tobepassedthrougheveryChristmas；andtherewasnomoretobesaid。
　　Theysangtheplaintivechantwhichfollowstheplay，duringwhichallthedeadmenrisetotheirfeetinasilentandawfulmanner，liketheghostsofNapoleon’ssoldiersintheMidnightReview。Afterwardsthedooropened，andFairwayappearedonthethreshold，accompaniedbyChristianandanother。Theyhadbeenwaitingoutsidefortheconclusionoftheplay，astheplayershadwaitedfortheconclusionofthedance。
　　"Comein，comein，"saidMrs。Yeobright；andClymwentforwardtowelcomethem。"Howisityouaresolate？
　　GrandferCantlehasbeenhereeversolong，andwethoughtyou’dhavecomewithhim，asyoulivesonearoneanother。"
　　"Well，Ishouldhavecomeearlier，"Mr。Fairwaysaidandpausedtolookalongthebeamoftheceilingforanailtohanghishaton；but，findinghisaccustomedonetobeoccupiedbythemistletoe，andallthenailsinthewallstobeburdenedwithbunchesofholly，heatlastrelievedhimselfofthehatbyticklishlybalancingitbetweenthecandle—boxandtheheadoftheclock—case。
　　"Ishouldhavecomeearlier，ma’am，"heresumed，withamorecomposedair，"butIknowwhatpartiesbe，andhowthere’snonetoomuchroominfolks’housesatsuchtimes，soIthoughtIwouldn’tcometillyou’dgotsettledabit。"
　　"AndIthoughtsotoo，Mrs。Yeobright，"saidChristianearnestly，"butFathertherewassoeagerthathehadnomannersatall，andlefthomealmostafore’twasdark。
　　Itoldhim’twasbarelydecentina’oldmantocomesooversoon；butwordsbewind。"
　　"Klk！Iwasn’tgoingtobidewaitingabout，tillhalfthegamewasover！I’maslightasakitewhenanything’sgoingon！"crowedGrandferCantlefromthechimneyseat。
　　FairwayhadmeanwhileconcludedacriticalgazeatYeobright。
　　"Now，youmaynotbelieveit，"hesaidtotherestoftheroom，"butIshouldneverhaveknowedthisgentlemanifIhadmethimanywhereoffhisownhe’th——he’salteredsomuch。"
　　"Youtoohavealtered，andforthebetter，IthinkTimothy，"
　　saidYeobright，surveyingthefirmfigureofFairway。
　　"MasterYeobright，lookmeovertoo。Ihavealteredforthebetter，haven’tI，hey？"saidGrandferCantle，risingandplacinghimselfsomethingabovehalfafootfromClym’seye，toinducethemostsearchingcriticism。
　　"Tobesurewewill，"saidFairway，takingthecandleandmovingitoverthesurfaceoftheGrandfer’scountenance，thesubjectofhisscrutinyirradiatinghimselfwithlightandpleasantsmiles，andgivinghimselfjerksofjuvenility。
　　"Youhaven’tchangedmuch，"saidYeobright。
　　"Ifthere’sanydifference，Grandferisyounger，"
　　appendedFairwaydecisively。
　　"Andyetnotmyowndoing，andIfeelnoprideinit，"
　　saidthepleasedancient。"ButIcan’tbecuredofmyvagaries；
　　themIpleadguiltyto。Yes，MasterCantlealwayswasthat，asweknow。ButIamnothingbythesideofyou，MisterClym。"
　　"Noranyo’us，"saidHumphrey，inalowrichtoneofadmiration，notintendedtoreachanybody’sears。
　　"Really，therewouldhavebeennobodyherewhocouldhavestoodasdecentsecondtohim，oreventhird，ifIhadn’tbeenasoldierintheBang—upLocals（aswewascalledforoursmartness），"saidGrandferCantle。
　　"Andevenas’tiswealllookalittlescammishbesidehim。
　　Butintheyearfour’twassaidtherewasn’tafinerfigureinthewholeSouthWessexthanI，asIlookedwhendashingpasttheshop—winderswiththerestofourcompanyonthedayweranouto’BudmouthbecauseitwasthoughtedthatBoneyhadlandedroundthepoint。TherewasI，straightasayoungpoplar，wi’myfirelock，andmybagnet，andmyspatterdashes，andmystocksawingmyjawsoff，andmyaccoutrementssheeninglikethesevenstars！Yes，neighbours，Iwasaprettysightinmysoldieringdays。
　　Yououghttohaveseenmeinfour！"
　　"’Tishismother’ssidewhereMasterClym’sfigurecomesfrom，blessye，"saidTimothy。"Iknow’dherbrotherswell。
　　LongercoffinswerenevermadeinthewholecountryofSouthWessex，and’tissaidthatpoorGeorge’skneeswerecrumpledupalittlee’enas’twas。"
　　"Coffins，where？"inquiredChristian，drawingnearer。
　　"Havetheghostofoneappearedtoanybody，MasterFairway？"
　　"No，no。Don’tletyourmindsomisleadyourears，Christian；andbeaman，"saidTimothyreproachfully。
　　"Iwill。"saidChristian。"ButnowIthinko’tmyshadderlastnightseemedjusttheshapeofacoffin。
　　Whatisitasignofwhenyourshade’slikeacoffin，neighbours？Itcan’tbenothingtobeafearedof，Isuppose？"
　　"Afeared，no！"saidtheGrandfer。"Faith，IwasneverafeardofnothingexceptBoney，orIshouldn’tha’
　　beenthesoldierIwas。Yes，’tisathousandpitiesyoudidn’tseemeinfour！"
　　Bythistimethemummerswerepreparingtoleave；
　　butMrs。Yeobrightstoppedthembyaskingthemtositdownandhavealittlesupper。TothisinvitationFatherChristmas，inthenameofthemall，readilyagreed。
　　Eustaciawashappyintheopportunityofstayingalittlelonger。
　　Thecoldandfrostynightwithoutwasdoublyfrigidtoher。
　　Butthelingeringwasnotwithoutitsdifficulties。
　　Mrs。Yeobright，forwantofroominthelargerapartment，placedabenchforthemummershalfwaythroughthepantrydoor，whichopenedfromthesitting—room。Heretheyseatedthemselvesinarow，thedoorbeingleftopen——thustheywerestillvirtuallyinthesameapartment。Mrs。Yeobrightnowmurmuredafewwordstoherson，whocrossedtheroomtothepantrydoor，strikinghisheadagainstthemistletoeashepassed，andbroughtthemummersbeefandbread，cakepastry，mead，andelder—wine，thewaitingbeingdonebyhimandhismother，thatthelittlemaid—servantmightsitasguest。Themummersdoffedtheirhelmets，andbegantoeatanddrink。
　　"Butyouwillsurelyhavesome？"saidClymtotheTurkishKnight，ashestoodbeforethatwarrior，trayinhand。
　　Shehadrefused，andstillsatcovered，onlythesparkleofhereyesbeingvisiblebetweentheribbonswhichcoveredherface。
　　"None，thankyou，"repliedEustacia。
　　"He’squiteayoungster，"saidtheSaracenapologetically，"andyoumustexcusehim。He’snotoneoftheoldset，buthavejinedusbecauset’othercouldn’tcome。"
　　"Buthewilltakesomething？"persistedYeobright。
　　"Tryaglassofmeadorelder—wine。"
　　"Yes，youhadbettertrythat，"saidtheSaracen。
　　"Itwillkeepthecoldoutgoinghome—along。"
　　ThoughEustaciacouldnoteatwithoutuncoveringherfaceshecoulddrinkeasilyenoughbeneathherdisguise。
　　Theelder—winewasaccordinglyaccepted，andtheglassvanishedinsidetheribbons。
　　AtmomentsduringthisperformanceEustaciawashalfindoubtaboutthesecurityofherposition；yetithadafearfuljoy。Aseriesofattentionspaidtoher，andyetnottoherbuttosomeimaginaryperson，bythefirstmanshehadeverbeeninclinedtoadore，complicatedheremotionsindescribably。Shehadlovedhimpartlybecausehewasexceptionalinthisscene，partlybecauseshehaddeterminedtolovehim，chieflybecauseshewasindesperateneedoflovingsomebodyafterwearyingofWildeve。Believingthatshemustlovehiminspiteofherself，shehadbeeninfluencedafterthefashionofthesecondLordLyttletonandotherpersons，whohavedreamedthattheyweretodieonacertainday，andbystressofamorbidimaginationhaveactuallybroughtaboutthatevent。Onceletamaidenadmitthepossibilityofherbeingstrickenwithloveforsomeoneatacertainhourandplace，andthethingisasgoodasdone。
　　DidanythingatthismomentsuggesttoYeobrightthesexofthecreaturewhomthatfantasticguiseinclosed，howextendedwasherscopebothinfeelingandinmakingothersfeel，andhowfarhercompasstranscendedthatofhercompanionsintheband？WhenthedisguisedQueenofLoveappearedbeforeAeneasapreternaturalperfumeaccompaniedherpresenceandbetrayedherquality。
　　Ifsuchamysteriousemanationeverwasprojectedbytheemotionsofanearthlywomanupontheirobject，itmusthavesignifiedEustacia’spresencetoYeobrightnow。
　　Helookedatherwistfully，thenseemedtofallintoareverie，asifhewereforgettingwhatheobserved。
　　Themomentarysituationended，hepassedon，andEustaciasippedherwinewithoutknowingwhatshedrank。
　　Themanforwhomshehadpre—determinedtonourishapassionwentintothesmallroom，andacrossittothefurtherextremity。
　　Themummers，ashasbeenstated，wereseatedonabench，oneendofwhichextendedintothesmallapartment，orpantry，forwantofspaceintheouterroom。
　　Eustacia，partlyfromshyness，hadchosenthemidmostseat，whichthuscommandedaviewoftheinteriorofthepantryaswellastheroomcontainingtheguests。WhenClympasseddownthepantryhereyesfollowedhiminthegloomwhichprevailedthere。Attheremoteendwasadoorwhich，justashewasabouttoopenitforhimself，wasopenedbysomebodywithin；andlightstreamedforth。
　　ThepersonwasThomasin，withacandle，lookinganxious，pale，andinteresting。Yeobrightappearedgladtoseeher，andpressedherhand。"That’sright，Tamsie，"hesaidheartily，asthoughrecalledtohimselfbythesightofher，"youhavedecidedtocomedown。Iamgladofit。"
　　"Hush——no，no，"shesaidquickly。"Ionlycametospeaktoyou。"
　　"Butwhynotjoinus？"
　　"Icannot。AtleastIwouldrathernot。Iamnotwellenough，andweshallhaveplentyoftimetogethernowyouaregoingtobehomeagoodlongholiday。"
　　"Itisn’tnearlysopleasantwithoutyou。Areyoureallyill？"
　　"Justalittle，myoldcousin——here，"shesaid，playfullysweepingherhandacrossherheart。
　　"Ah，Mothershouldhaveaskedsomebodyelsetobepresenttonight，perhaps？"
　　"Ono，indeed。Imerelysteppeddown，Clym，toaskyou——"
　　Herehefollowedherthroughthedoorwayintotheprivateroombeyond，and，thedoorclosing，Eustaciaandthemummerwhosatnexttoher，theonlyotherwitnessoftheperformance，sawandheardnomore。
　　TheheatflewtoEustacia’sheadandcheeks。SheinstantlyguessedthatClym，havingbeenhomeonlythesetwoorthreedays，hadnotasyetbeenmadeacquaintedwithThomasin’spainfulsituationwithregardtoWildeve；
　　andseeingherlivingtherejustasshehadbeenlivingbeforehelefthome，henaturallysuspectednothing。
　　EustaciafeltawildjealousyofThomasinontheinstant。
　　ThoughThomasinmightpossiblyhavetendersentimentstowardsanothermanasyet，howlongcouldtheybeexpectedtolastwhenshewasshutupherewiththisinterestingandtravelledcousinofhers？Therewasnoknowingwhataffectionmightnotsoonbreakoutbetweenthetwo，soconstantlyineachother’ssociety，andnotadistractingobjectnear。
　　Clym’sboyishloveforhermighthavelanguished，butitmighteasilyberevivedagain。
　　Eustaciawasnettledbyherowncontrivances。Whatasheerwasteofherselftobedressedthuswhileanotherwasshiningtoadvantage！Hadsheknownthefulleffectoftheencountershewouldhavemovedheavenandearthtogethereinanaturalmanner。Thepowerofherfacealllost，thecharmofheremotionsalldisguised，thefascinationsofhercoquetrydeniedexistence，nothingbutavoicelefttoher；shehadasenseofthedoomofEcho。"Nobodyhererespectsme，"shesaid。
　　Shehadoverlookedthefactthat，incomingasaboyamongotherboys，shewouldbetreatedasaboy。Theslight，thoughofherowncausing，andself—explanatory，shewasunabletodismissasunwittinglyshown，sosensitivehadthesituationmadeher。
　　Womenhavedonemuchforthemselvesinhistrionicdress。
　　Tolookfarbelowthosewho，likeacertainfairpersonatorofPollyPeachumearlyinthelastcentury，andanotherofLydiaLanguishearlyinthis，[1]havewonnotonlylovebutducalcoronetsintothebargain，wholeshoalsofthemhavereachedtotheinitialsatisfactionofgettinglovealmostwhencetheywould。
　　ButtheTurkishKnightwasdeniedeventhechanceofachievingthisbytheflutteringribbonswhichshedarednotbrushaside。
　　[1]Writtenin1877。
　　Yeobrightreturnedtotheroomwithouthiscousin。
　　WhenwithintwoorthreefeetofEustaciahestopped，asifagainarrestedbyathought。Hewasgazingather。