Возвращение на родину

VI. The Figure against the Sky

           “Putinonepieceofwoodeverytwoorthreeminutes,butnottoomuchatonce.Iamgoingtowalkalongtheridgealittlelonger,butIshallkeeponcomingtoyou.Andifyouhearafrogjumpintothepondwithaflouncelikeastonethrownin,besureyourunandtellme,becauseitisasignofrain.”

           “Yes,Eustacia.”

           “MissVye,sir.”

           “MissVy—stacia.”

           “Thatwilldo.Nowputinonestickmore.”

           Thelittleslavewentonfeedingthefireasbefore.Heseemedamereautomaton,galvanizedintomovingandspeakingbythewaywardEustacia’swill.HemighthavebeenthebrassstatuewhichAlbertusMagnusissaidtohaveanimatedjustsofarastomakeitchatter,andmove,andbehisservant.

           Beforegoingonherwalkagaintheyounggirlstoodstillonthebankforafewinstantsandlistened.ItwastothefullaslonelyaplaceasRainbarrow,thoughatratheralowerlevel;anditwasmoreshelteredfromwindandweatheronaccountofthefewfirstothenorth.Thebankwhichenclosedthehomestead,andprotecteditfromthelawlessstateoftheworldwithout,wasformedofthicksquareclods,dugfromtheditchontheoutside,andbuiltupwithaslightbatterorincline,whichformsnoslightdefensewherehedgeswillnotgrowbecauseofthewindandthewilderness,andwherewallmaterialsareunattainable.Otherwisethesituationwasquiteopen,commandingthewholelengthofthevalleywhichreachedtotheriverbehindWildeve’shouse.Highabovethistotheright,andmuchnearerthitherwardthantheQuietWomanInn,theblurredcontourofRainbarrowobstructedthesky.

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