Возвращение на родину

VIII. Eustacia Hears of Good Fortune, and Beholds Evil

           “Doyouthinkwedidwellinusingtheadder’sfat?”

           “Well,itisaveryancientremedy—theoldremedyoftheviper-catchers,Ibelieve,”repliedthedoctor.“ItismentionedasaninfallibleointmentbyHoffman,Mead,andIthinktheAbbéFontana.Undoubtedlyitwasasgoodathingasyoucoulddo;thoughIquestionifsomeotheroilswouldnothavebeenequallyefficacious.”

           “Comehere,comehere!”wasthenrapidlysaidinanxiousfemaletones,andClymandthedoctorcouldbeheardrushingforwardfromthebackpartoftheshedtowhereMrs.Yeobrightlay.

           “Oh,whatisit?”whisperedEustacia.

           “’TwasThomasinwhospoke,”saidWildeve.“Thentheyhavefetchedher.IwonderifIhadbettergoin—yetitmightdoharm.”

           Foralongtimetherewasuttersilenceamongthegroupwithin;anditwasbrokenatlastbyClymsaying,inanagonizedvoice,“ODoctor,whatdoesitmean?”

           Thedoctordidnotreplyatonce;ultimatelyhesaid,“Sheissinkingfast.Herheartwaspreviouslyaffected,andphysicalexhaustionhasdealtthefinishingblow.”

           Thentherewasaweepingofwomen,thenwaiting,thenhushedexclamations,thenastrangegaspingsound,thenapainfulstillness.

           “Itisallover,”saidthedoctor.

           Furtherbackinthehutthecotterswhispered,“Mrs.Yeobrightisdead.”

           Almostatthesamemomentthetwowatchersobservedtheformofasmallold-fashionedchildenteringattheopensideoftheshed.SusanNunsuch,whoseboyitwas,wentforwardtotheopeningandsilentlybeckonedtohimtogoback

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