“What a plague those creatures are—staring at me so！” he said； and flung a stone； which scattered them； when the game was continued as before。
Wildeve had now ten guineas left； and each laid five。
Wildeve threw three points； Venn two； and raked in the coins。 The other seized the die； and clenched his teeth upon it in sheer rage； as if he would bite it in pieces。 “Never give in—here are my last five！” he cried； throwing them down。
“Hang the glowworms—they are going out。 Why don’t you burn； you little fools？ Stir them up with a thorn。”
He probed the glowworms with a bit of stick； and rolled them over； till the bright side of their tails was upwards。
“There’s light enough。 Throw on；” said Venn。
Wildeve brought down the box within the shining circle and looked eagerly。 He had thrown ace。 “Well done！I said it would turn； and it has turned。” Venn said nothing； but his hand shook slightly。
He threw ace also。
“O！” said Wildeve。 “Curse me！”
The die smacked the stone a second time。 It was ace again。 Venn looked gloomy； threw—the die was seen to be lying in two pieces； the cleft sides uppermost。
“I’ve thrown nothing at all；” he said。
“Serves me right—I split the die with my teeth。
Here—take your money。 Blank is less than one。”
“I don’t wish it。”
“Take it； I say—you’ve won it！” And Wildeve threw the stakes against the reddleman’s chest。 Venn gathered them up； arose； and withdrew from the hollow； Wildeve sitting stupefied。
When he had e to himself he also arose； and； with the extinguished lantern in his hand； went towards the highroad。 On reaching it he stood still。 The silence of night pervaded the whole heath except in one direction； and that was towards Mistover。 There he could hear the noise of light wheels； and presently saw two carriagelamps descending the hill。 Wildeve screened himself under a bush and waited。
The vehicle came on and passed before him。 It was a hired carriage； and behind the coachman were two persons whom he knew well。 There sat Eustacia and Yeobright； the arm of the latter being round her waist。 They turned the sharp corner at the bottom towards the temporary home which Clym had hired and furnished； about five miles to the eastward。
Wildeve forgot the loss of the money at the sight of his lost love； whose preciousness in his eyes was increasing in geometrical progression with each new incident that reminded him of their hopeless division。 Brimming with the subtilized misery that he was capable of feeling； he followed the opposite way towards the inn。
About the same moment that Wildeve stepped into the highway Venn also had reached it at a point a hundred yards further on； and he； hearing the same wheels； likewise waited till the carriage should e up。 When he saw who sat therein he seemed to be disappointed。 Reflecting a minute or two； during which interval the carriage rolled on； he crossed the road； and took a short cut through the furze and heath to a point where the turnpike road bent round in ascending a hill。 He was now again in front of the carriage； which presently came up at a walking pace。 Venn stepped forward and showed himself。
Eustacia started when the lamp shone upon him； and Clym’s arm was involuntarily withdrawn from her waist。 He said； “What； Diggory？ You are having a lonely walk。”
“Yes—I beg your pardon for stopping you；” said Venn。 “But I am waiting about for Mrs。 Wildeve： I have something to give her from Mrs。 Yeobright。 Can you tell me if she’s gone home from the party yet？”
“No。 But she will be leaving soon。 You may possibly meet her at the corner。”
Venn made a farewell obeisance； and walked back to his former position； where the byroad from Mistover joined the highway。 Here he remained fixed for nearly half an hour； and then another pair of lights came down the hill。 It was the old…fashioned wheeled nondescript belonging to the captain； and Thomasin sat in it alone； driven by Charley。
The reddleman came up as they slowly turned the corner。
“I beg pardon for stopping you； Mrs。 Wildeve；” he said。
“But I have something to give you privately from Mrs。 Yeobright。” He handed a small parcel； it consisted of the hundred guineas he had just won； roughly twisted up in a piece of paper。
Thomasin recovered from her surprise； and took the packet。 “That’s all； ma’am—I wish you good night；” he said； and vanished from her view。
Thus Venn； in his anxiety to rectify matters； had placed in Thomasin’s hands not only the fifty guineas which rightly belonged to her； but also the fifty intended for her cousin Clym。 His mistake had been based upon Wildeve’s words at the opening of the game； when he indignantly denied that the guinea was not his own。 It had not been prehended by the reddleman that at halfway through the performance the game was continued with the money of another person； and it was an error which afterwards helped to cause more misfortune than treble the loss in money value could have done。
The night was now somewhat advanced； and Venn plunged deeper into the heath； till he came to a ravine where his van was standing—a spot not more than two hundred yards from the site of the gambling bout。 He entered this movable home of his； lit his lantern； and； before closing his door for the night； stood reflecting on the circumstances of the preceding hours。 While he stood the dawn grew visible in the northeast quarter of the heavens； which； the clouds having cleared off； was bright with a soft sheen at this midsummer time； though it was only between one and two o’clock。 Venn； thoroughly weary； then shut his door and flung himself down to sleep。
book four
THE CLOSED DOOR
1 … The Rencounter by the Pool
The July sun shone over Egdon and fired its crimson heather to scarlet。 It was the one season of the year； and the one weather of the season； in which the heath was gorgeous。 This flowering period represented the second or noontide division in the cycle of those superficial changes which alone were possible here； it followed the green or young…fern period； representing the morn； and preceded the brown period； when the heathbells and ferns would wear the russet tinges of evening； to be in turn displaced by the dark hue of the winter period； representing night。
Clym and Eustacia； in their little house at Alderworth； beyond East Egdon； were living on with a monotony which was delightful to them。 The heath and changes of weather were quite blotted out from their eyes for the present。 They were enclosed in a sort of luminous mist； which hid from them surroundings of any inharmonious colour； and gave to all things the character of light。 When it rained they were charmed； because they could remain indoors together all day with such a show of reason； when it was fine they were charmed； because they could sit together on the hills。 They were like those double stars which revolve round and round each other； and from a distance appear to be one。 The absolute solitude in which they lived intensified their reciprocal thoughts； yet some might have said that it had the disadvantage of consuming their mutual affections at a fearfully prodigal rate。 Yeobright did not fea