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III. Eustacia Dresses Herself on a Black Morning

           

           “Youexaggeratefearfully,”shesaidinafaint,wearyvoice;“butIcannotenterintomydefence—itisnotworthdoing.Youarenothingtomeinfuture,andthepastsideofthestorymayaswellremainuntold.Ihavelostallthroughyou,butIhavenotcomplained.Yourblundersandmisfortunesmayhavebeenasorrowtoyou,buttheyhavebeenawrongtome.AllpersonsofrefinementhavebeenscaredawayfrommesinceIsankintothemireofmarriage.Isthisyourcherishing—toputmeintoahutlikethis,andkeepmelikethewifeofahind?Youdeceivedme—notbywords,butbyappearances,whicharelessseenthroughthanwords.Buttheplacewillserveaswellasanyother—assomewheretopassfrom—intomygrave.”Herwordsweresmotheredinherthroat,andherheaddroopeddown.

           “Idon’tknowwhatyoumeanbythat.AmIthecauseofyoursin?”(Eustaciamadeatremblingmotiontowardshim.)“What,youcanbegintoshedtearsandoffermeyourhand?GoodGod!canyou?No,notI.I’llnotcommitthefaultoftakingthat.”(Thehandshehadoffereddroppednervelessly,butthetearscontinuedflowing.)“Well,yes,I’lltakeit,ifonlyforthesakeofmyownfoolishkissesthatwerewastedtherebeforeIknewwhatIcherished.HowbewitchedIwas!Howcouldtherebeanygoodinawomanthateverybodyspokeillof?”

           “O,O,O!”shecried,breakingdownatlast;and,shakingwithsobswhichchokedher,shesankuponherknees.“O,willyouhavedone!O,youaretoorelentless—there’salimittothecrueltyofsavages!Ihaveheldoutlong—butyoucrushmedown.

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