Возвращение на родину

VIII. Rain, Darkness, and Anxious Wanderers

           Onhigherground,wherethewindwasbriskandsustained,therainflewinalevelflightwithoutsensibledescent,sothatitwasbeyondallpowertoimaginetheremotenessofthepointatwhichitleftthebosomsoftheclouds.Hereself-defencewasimpossible,andindividualdropsstuckintoherlikethearrowsintoSaintSebastian.Shewasenabledtoavoidpuddlesbythenebulouspalenesswhichsignifiedtheirpresence,thoughbesideanythinglessdarkthantheheaththeythemselveswouldhaveappearedasblackness.

           YetinspiteofallthisThomasinwasnotsorrythatshehadstarted.Tohertherewerenot,astoEustacia,demonsintheair,andmaliceineverybushandbough.Thedropswhichlashedherfacewerenotscorpions,butprosyrain;Egdoninthemasswasnomonsterwhatever,butimpersonalopenground.Herfearsoftheplacewererational,herdislikesofitsworstmoodsreasonable.Atthistimeitwasinherviewawindy,wetplace,inwhichapersonmightexperiencemuchdiscomfort,losethepathwithoutcare,andpossiblycatchcold.

           Ifthepathiswellknownthedifficultyatsuchtimesofkeepingthereinisnotaltogethergreat,fromitsfamiliarfeeltothefeet;butoncelostitisirrecoverable.Owingtoherbaby,whosomewhatimpededThomasin’sviewforwardanddistractedhermind,shedidatlastlosethetrack.Thismishapoccurredwhenshewasdescendinganopenslopeabouttwo-thirdshome.

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