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VIII. Rain, Darkness, and Anxious Wanderers

           

           WhileshestooduncertainlylookinginThomasinheardafootstepadvancingfromthedarknessbehindher,andturning,beheldthewell-knownformincorduroy,luridfromheadtofoot,thelanternbeamsfallinguponhimthroughaninterveninggauzeofraindrops.

           “Ithoughtyouwentdowntheslope,”hesaid,withoutnoticingherface.“Howdoyoucomebackhereagain?”

           “Diggory?”saidThomasinfaintly.

           “Whoareyou?”saidVenn,stillunperceiving.“Andwhywereyoucryingsojustnow?”

           “O,Diggory!don’tyouknowme?”saidshe.“Butofcourseyoudon’t,wrappeduplikethis.Whatdoyoumean?Ihavenotbeencryinghere,andIhavenotbeenherebefore.”

           Vennthencamenearertillhecouldseetheilluminatedsideofherform.

           “Mrs.Wildeve!”heexclaimed,starting.“Whatatimeforustomeet!Andthebabytoo!Whatdreadfulthingcanhavebroughtyououtonsuchanightasthis?”

           Shecouldnotimmediatelyanswer;andwithoutaskingherpermissionhehoppedintohisvan,tookherbythearm,anddrewherupafterhim.

           “Whatisit?”hecontinuedwhentheystoodwithin.

           “IhavelostmywaycomingfromBlooms-End,andIaminagreathurrytogethome.Pleaseshowmeasquicklyasyoucan!ItissosillyofmenottoknowEgdonbetter,andIcannotthinkhowIcametolosethepath.Showmequickly,Diggory,please.”

           “Yes,ofcourse.Iwillgowith’ee.Butyoucametomebeforethis,Mrs.Wildeve?”

           “Ionlycamethisminute.”

           “That’sstrange.

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