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IV. The Ministrations of a Half-forgotten One

           “Youhavebeenkindtome.”

           “HowhaveI?”saidEustacia.

           “Youletmeholdyourhandwhenyouwereamaidenathome.”

           “Ah,soIdid.WhydidIdothat?Mymindislost—ithadtodowiththemumming,haditnot?”

           “Yes,youwantedtogoinmyplace.”

           “Iremember.Idoindeedremember—toowell!”

           Sheagainbecameutterlydowncast;andCharley,seeingthatshewasnotgoingtoeatordrinkanymore,tookawaythetray.

           Afterwardsheoccasionallycameintoseeifthefirewasburning,toaskherifshewantedanything,totellherthatthewindhadshiftedfromsouthtowest,toaskherifshewouldlikehimtogatherhersomeblackberries;toallwhichinquiriessherepliedinthenegativeorwithindifference.

           Sheremainedonthesetteesometimelonger,whenshearousedherselfandwentupstairs.Theroominwhichshehadformerlysleptstillremainedmuchasshehadleftit,andtherecollectionthatthisforceduponherofherowngreatlychangedandinfinitelyworsenedsituationagainsetonherfacetheundeterminedandformlessmiserywhichithadwornonherfirstarrival.Shepeepedintohergrandfather’sroom,throughwhichthefreshautumnairwasblowingfromtheopenwindow.Hereyewasarrestedbywhatwasafamiliarsightenough,thoughitbrokeuponhernowwithanewsignificance.

           Itwasabraceofpistols,hangingneartheheadofhergrandfather’sbed,whichhealwayskeptthereloaded,asaprecautionagainstpossibleburglars,thehousebeingverylonely.Eustaciaregardedthemlong,asiftheywerethepageofabookinwhichshereadanewandastrangematter.

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