Hersonandshewaituponthefolks。"

"Isee，"saidEustacia。

"’Tisthelaststrain，Ithink，"saidSaintGeorge，withhiseartothepanel。"Ayoungmanandwomanhavejustswungintothiscorner，andhe’ssayingtoher，’Ah，thepity；’tisoverforusthistime，myown。’"

"ThankGod，"saidtheTurkishKnight，stamping，andtakingfromthewalltheconventionallancethateachofthemummerscarried。Herbootsbeingthinnerthanthoseoftheyoungmen，thehoarhaddampedherfeetandmadethemcold。

"Uponmysong’tisanothertenminutesforus，"

saidtheValiantSoldier，lookingthroughthekeyholeasthetunemodulatedintoanotherwithoutstopping。

"GrandferCantleisstandinginthiscorner，waitinghisturn。"

"’Twon’tbelong；’tisasix—handedreel，"saidtheDoctor。

"Whynotgoin，dancingorno？Theysentforus，"

saidtheSaracen。

"Certainlynot，"saidEustaciaauthoritatively，asshepacedsmartlyupanddownfromdoortogatetowarmherself。

"Weshouldburstintothemiddleofthemandstopthedance，andthatwouldbeunmannerly。"

"Hethinkshimselfsomebodybecausehehashadabitmoreschoolingthanwe，"saidtheDoctor。

"Youmaygotothedeuce！"saidEustacia。

Therewasawhisperedconversationbetweenthreeorfourofthem，andoneturnedtoher。

"Willyoutellusonething？"hesaid，notwithoutgentleness。

"BeyouMissVye？Wethinkyoumustbe。"

"Youmaythinkwhatyoulike，"saidEustaciaslowly。

"Buthonourableladswillnottelltalesuponalady。"

"We’llsaynothing，miss。That’suponourhonour。"

"Thankyou，"shereplied。

Atthismomentthefiddlesfinishedoffwithascreech，andtheserpentemittedalastnotethatnearlyliftedtheroof。When，fromthecomparativequietwithin，themummersjudgedthatthedancershadtakentheirseats，FatherChristmasadvanced，liftedthelatch，andputhisheadinsidethedoor。

"Ah，themummers，themummers！"criedseveralguestsatonce。

"Clearaspaceforthemummers。"

HumpbackedFatherChristmasthenmadeacompleteentry，swinginghishugeclub，andinageneralwayclearingthestagefortheactorsproper，whileheinformedthecompanyinsmartversethathewascome，welcomeorwelcomenot；

concludinghisspeechwith"Makeroom，makeroom，mygallantboys，Andgiveusspacetorhyme；

We’vecometoshowSaintGeorge’splay，UponthisChristmastime。"

Theguestswerenowarrangingthemselvesatoneendoftheroom，thefiddlerwasmendingastring，theserpent—playerwasemptyinghismouthpiece，andtheplaybegan。

FirstofthoseoutsidetheValiantSoldierentered，intheinterestofSaintGeorge——

"HerecomeI，theValiantSoldier；

Slasherismyname"；

andsoon。Thisspeechconcludedwithachallengetotheinfidel，attheendofwhichitwasEustacia’sdutytoenterastheTurkishKnight。She，withtherestwhowerenotyeton，hadhithertoremainedinthemoonlightwhichstreamedundertheporch。

Withnoapparenteffortorbackwardnessshecamein，beginning——

"HerecomeI，aTurkishKnight，WholearntinTurkishlandtofight；

I’llfightthismanwithcouragebold：

Ifhisblood’shotI’llmakeitcold！"

DuringherdeclamationEustaciaheldherheaderect，andspokeasroughlyasshecould，feelingprettysecurefromobservation。Buttheconcentrationuponherpartnecessarytopreventdiscovery，thenewnessofthescene，theshineofthecandles，andtheconfusingeffectuponhervisionoftheribbonedvisorwhichhidherfeatures，leftherabsolutelyunabletoperceivewhowerepresentasspectators。Onthefurthersideofatablebearingcandlesshecouldfaintlydiscernfaces，andthatwasall。

MeanwhileJimStarksastheValiantSoldierhadcomeforward，and，withaglareupontheTurk，replied——

"If，then，thouartthatTurkishKnight，Drawoutthysword，andletusfight！"

Andfighttheydid；theissueofthecombatbeingthattheValiantSoldierwasslainbyapreternaturallyinadequatethrustfromEustacia，Jim，inhisardourforgenuinehistrionicart，comingdownlikealoguponthestonefloorwithforceenoughtodislocatehisshoulder。

Then，aftermorewordsfromtheTurkishKnight，rathertoofaintlydelivered，andstatementsthathe’dfightSaintGeorgeandallhiscrew，SaintGeorgehimselfmagnificentlyenteredwiththewell—knownflourish——

"HerecomeI，SaintGeorge，thevaliantman，Withnakedswordandspearinhand，Whofoughtthedragonandbroughthimtotheslaughter，AndbythiswonfairSabra，theKingofEgypt’sdaughter；

WhatmortalmanwoulddaretostandBeforemewithmyswordinhand？"

ThiswastheladwhohadfirstrecognizedEustacia；

andwhenshenow，astheTurk，repliedwithsuitabledefiance，andatoncebeganthecombat，theyoungfellowtookespecialcaretousehisswordasgentlyaspossible。Beingwounded，theKnightfellupononeknee，accordingtothedirection。

TheDoctornowentered，restoredtheKnightbygivinghimadraughtfromthebottlewhichhecarried，andthefightwasagainresumed，theTurksinkingbydegreesuntilquiteovercome——dyingashardinthisvenerabledramaasheissaidtodoatthepresentday。

Thisgradualsinkingtotheearthwas，infact，onereasonwhyEustaciahadthoughtthatthepartoftheTurkishKnight，thoughnottheshortest，wouldsuitherbest。Adirectfallfromuprighttohorizontal，whichwastheendoftheotherfightingcharacters，wasnotanelegantordecorouspartforagirl。

ButitwaseasytodielikeaTurk，byadoggeddecline。

Eustaciawasnowamongthenumberoftheslain，thoughnotonthefloor，forshehadmanagedtosinkintoaslopingpositionagainsttheclock—case，sothatherheadwaswellelevated。TheplayproceededbetweenSaintGeorge，theSaracen，theDoctor，andFatherChristmas；andEustacia，havingnomoretodo，forthefirsttimefoundleisuretoobservethesceneround，andtosearchfortheformthathaddrawnherhither。

6—TheTwoStandFacetoFaceTheroomhadbeenarrangedwithaviewtothedancing，thelargeoaktablehavingbeenmovedbacktillitstoodasabreastworktothefireplace。Ateachend，behind，andinthechimney—cornerweregroupedtheguests，manyofthembeingwarm—facedandpanting，amongwhomEustaciacursorilyrecognizedsomewell—to—dopersonsfrombeyondtheheath。Thomasin，asshehadexpected，wasnotvisible，andEustaciarecollectedthatalighthadshonefromanupperwindowwhentheywereoutside——thewindow，probably，ofThomasin’sroom。

Anose，chin，hands，knees，andtoesprojectedfromtheseatwithinthechimneyopening，whichmembersshefoundtouniteinthepersonofGrandferCantle，Mrs。Yeobright’soccasionalassistantinthegarden，andthereforeoneoftheinvited。

ThesmokewentupfromanEtnaofpeatinfrontofhim，playedroundthenotchesofthechimney—crook，struckagainstthesalt—box，andgotlostamongtheflitches。

Anotherpartoftheroomsoonrivetedhergaze。

Attheothersideofthechimneystoodthesettle，whichisthenecessarysupplementtoafiresoopenthatnothinglessthanastrongbreezewillcarryupthesmoke。Itis，tothehearthsofold—fashionedcavernousfireplaces，whattheeastbeltoftreesistotheexposedcountryestate，orthenorthwalltothegarden。

Outsidethesettlecandlesgutter，locksofhairwave，youngwomenshiver，andoldmensneeze。InsideisParadise。

Notasymptomofadraughtdisturbstheair；thesitters’

backsareaswarmastheirfaces，andsongsandoldtalesaredrawnfromtheoccupantsbythecomfortableheat，likefruitfrommelonplantsinaframe。

Itwas，however，notwiththosewhosatinthesettlethatEustaciawasconcerned。Afaceshoweditselfwithmarkeddistinctnessagainstthedark—tannedwoodoftheupperpart。

Theowner，whowasleaningagainstthesettle’souterend，wasClementYeobright，orClym，ashewascalledhere；

sheknewitcouldbenobodyelse。ThespectacleconstitutedanareaoftwofeetinRembrandt’sintensestmanner。

Astrangepowerinthelounger’sappearancelayinthefactthat，thoughhiswholefigurewasvisible，theobserver’seyewasonlyawareofhisface。

Tooneofmiddleagethecountenancewasthatofayoungman，thoughayouthmighthardlyhaveseenanynecessityforthetermofimmaturity。Butitwasreallyoneofthosefaceswhichconveylesstheideaofsomanyyearsasitsagethanofsomuchexperienceasitsstore。

ThenumberoftheiryearsmayhaveadequatelysummedupJared，Mahalaleel，andtherestoftheantediluvians，buttheageofamodernmanistobemeasuredbytheintensityofhishistory。

Thefacewaswellshaped，evenexcellently。Butthemindwithinwasbeginningtouseitasamerewastetabletwhereontotraceitsidiosyncrasiesastheydevelopedthemselves。

Thebeautyherevisiblewouldinnolongtimeberuthlesslyover—runbyitsparasite，thought，whichmightjustaswellhavefeduponaplainerexteriorwheretherewasnothingitcouldharm。HadHeavenpreservedYeobrightfromawearinghabitofmeditation，peoplewouldhavesaid，"Ahandsomeman。"Hadhisbrainunfoldedundersharpercontourstheywouldhavesaid，"Athoughtfulman。"Butaninnerstrenuousnesswaspreyinguponanoutersymmetry，andtheyratedhislookassingular。

Hencepeoplewhobeganbybeholdinghimendedbyperusinghim。

Hiscountenancewasoverlaidwithlegiblemeanings。

Withoutbeingthought—wornheyethadcertainmarksderivedfromaperceptionofhissurroundings，suchasarenotunfrequentlyfoundonmenattheendofthefourorfiveyearsofendeavourwhichfollowthecloseofplacidpupilage。Healreadyshowedthatthoughtisadiseaseofflesh，andindirectlyboreevidencethatidealphysicalbeautyisincompatiblewithemotionaldevelopmentandafullrecognitionofthecoilofthings。

Mentalluminousnessmustbefedwiththeoiloflife，eventhoughthereisalreadyaphysicalneedforit；

andthepitifulsightoftwodemandsononesupplywasjustshowingitselfhere。

Whenstandingbeforecertainmenthephilosopherregretsthatthinkersarebutperishabletissue，theartistthatperishabletissuehastothink。Thustodeplore，eachfromhispointofview，themutuallydestructiveinterdependenceofspiritandfleshwouldhavebeeninstinctivewiththeseincriticallyobservingYeobright。

Asforhislook，itwasanaturalcheerfulnessstrivingagainstdepressionfromwithout，andnotquitesucceeding。

Thelooksuggestedisolation，butitrevealedsomethingmore。

Asisusualwithbrightnatures，thedeitythatliesignominiouslychainedwithinanephemeralhumancarcaseshoneoutofhimlikearay。

TheeffectuponEustaciawaspalpable。Theextraordinarypitchofexcitementthatshehadreachedbeforehandwould，indeed，havecausedhertobeinfluencedbythemostcommonplaceman。ShewastroubledatYeobright’spresence。

Theremainderoftheplayended——theSaracen’sheadwascutoff，andSaintGeorgestoodasvictor。

Nobodycommented，anymorethantheywouldhavecommentedonthefactofmushroomscominginautumnorsnowdropsinspring。Theytookthepieceasphlegmaticallyasdidtheactorsthemselves。Itwasaphaseofcheerfulnesswhichwas，asamatterofcourse，tobepassedthrougheveryChristmas；andtherewasnomoretobesaid。

Theysangtheplaintivechantwhichfollowstheplay，duringwhichallthedeadmenrisetotheirfeetinasilentandawfulmanner，liketheghostsofNapoleon’ssoldiersintheMidnightReview。Afterwardsthedooropened，andFairwayappearedonthethreshold，accompaniedbyChristianandanother。Theyhadbeenwaitingoutsidefortheconclusionoftheplay，astheplayershadwaitedfortheconclusionofthedance。

"Comein，comein，"saidMrs。Yeobright；andClymwentforwardtowelcomethem。"Howisityouaresolate？

GrandferCantlehasbeenhereeversolong，andwethoughtyou’dhavecomewithhim，asyoulivesonearoneanother。"

"Well，Ishouldhavecomeearlier，"Mr。Fairwaysaidandpausedtolookalongthebeamoftheceilingforanailtohanghishaton；but，findinghisaccustomedonetobeoccupiedbythemistletoe，andallthenailsinthewallstobeburdenedwithbunchesofholly，heatlastrelievedhimselfofthehatbyticklishlybalancingitbetweenthecandle—boxandtheheadoftheclock—case。

"Ishouldhavecomeearlier，ma’am，"heresumed，withamorecomposedair，"butIknowwhatpartiesbe，andhowthere’snonetoomuchroominfolks’housesatsuchtimes，soIthoughtIwouldn’tcometillyou’dgotsettledabit。"

"AndIthoughtsotoo，Mrs。Yeobright，"saidChristianearnestly，"butFathertherewassoeagerthathehadnomannersatall，andlefthomealmostafore’twasdark。

Itoldhim’twasbarelydecentina’oldmantocomesooversoon；butwordsbewind。"

"Klk！Iwasn’tgoingtobidewaitingabout，tillhalfthegamewasover！I’maslightasakitewhenanything’sgoingon！"crowedGrandferCantlefromthechimneyseat。

FairwayhadmeanwhileconcludedacriticalgazeatYeobright。

"Now，youmaynotbelieveit，"hesaidtotherestoftheroom，"butIshouldneverhaveknowedthisgentlemanifIhadmethimanywhereoffhisownhe’th——he’salteredsomuch。"

"Youtoohavealtered，andforthebetter，IthinkTimothy，"

saidYeobright，surveyingthefirmfigureofFairway。

"MasterYeobright，lookmeovertoo。Ihavealteredforthebetter，haven’tI，hey？"saidGrandferCantle，risingandplacinghimselfsomethingabovehalfafootfromClym’seye，toinducethemostsearchingcriticism。

"Tobesurewewill，"saidFairway，takingthecandleandmovingitoverthesurfaceoftheGrandfer’scountenance，thesubjectofhisscrutinyirradiatinghimselfwithlightandpleasantsmiles，andgivinghimselfjerksofjuvenility。

"Youhaven’tchangedmuch，"saidYeobright。

"Ifthere’sanydifference，Grandferisyounger，"

appendedFairwaydecisively。

"Andyetnotmyowndoing，andIfeelnoprideinit，"

saidthepleasedancient。"ButIcan’tbecuredofmyvagaries；

themIpleadguiltyto。Yes，MasterCantlealwayswasthat，asweknow。ButIamnothingbythesideofyou，MisterClym。"

"Noranyo’us，"saidHumphrey，inalowrichtoneofadmiration，notintendedtoreachanybody’sears。

"Really，therewouldhavebeennobodyherewhocouldhavestoodasdecentsecondtohim，oreventhird，ifIhadn’tbeenasoldierintheBang—upLocals（aswewascalledforoursmartness），"saidGrandferCantle。

"Andevenas’tiswealllookalittlescammishbesidehim。

Butintheyearfour’twassaidtherewasn’tafinerfigureinthewholeSouthWessexthanI，asIlookedwhendashingpasttheshop—winderswiththerestofourcompanyonthedayweranouto’BudmouthbecauseitwasthoughtedthatBoneyhadlandedroundthepoint。TherewasI，straightasayoungpoplar，wi’myfirelock，andmybagnet，andmyspatterdashes，andmystocksawingmyjawsoff，andmyaccoutrementssheeninglikethesevenstars！Yes，neighbours，Iwasaprettysightinmysoldieringdays。

Yououghttohaveseenmeinfour！"

"’Tishismother’ssidewhereMasterClym’sfigurecomesfrom，blessye，"saidTimothy。"Iknow’dherbrotherswell。

LongercoffinswerenevermadeinthewholecountryofSouthWessex，and’tissaidthatpoorGeorge’skneeswerecrumpledupalittlee’enas’twas。"

"Coffins，where？"inquiredChristian，drawingnearer。

"Havetheghostofoneappearedtoanybody，MasterFairway？"

"No，no。Don’tletyourmindsomisleadyourears，Christian；andbeaman，"saidTimothyreproachfully。

"Iwill。"saidChristian。"ButnowIthinko’tmyshadderlastnightseemedjusttheshapeofacoffin。

Whatisitasignofwhenyourshade’slikeacoffin，neighbours？Itcan’tbenothingtobeafearedof，Isuppose？"

"Afeared，no！"saidtheGrandfer。"Faith，IwasneverafeardofnothingexceptBoney，orIshouldn’tha’

beenthesoldierIwas。Yes，’tisathousandpitiesyoudidn’tseemeinfour！"

Bythistimethemummerswerepreparingtoleave；

butMrs。Yeobrightstoppedthembyaskingthemtositdownandhavealittlesupper。TothisinvitationFatherChristmas，inthenameofthemall，readilyagreed。

Eustaciawashappyintheopportunityofstayingalittlelonger。

Thecoldandfrostynightwithoutwasdoublyfrigidtoher。

Butthelingeringwasnotwithoutitsdifficulties。

Mrs。Yeobright，forwantofroominthelargerapartment，placedabenchforthemummershalfwaythroughthepantrydoor，whichopenedfromthesitting—room。Heretheyseatedthemselvesinarow，thedoorbeingleftopen——thustheywerestillvirtuallyinthesameapartment。Mrs。Yeobrightnowmurmuredafewwordstoherson，whocrossedtheroomtothepantrydoor，strikinghisheadagainstthemistletoeashepassed，andbroughtthemummersbeefandbread，cakepastry，mead，andelder—wine，thewaitingbeingdonebyhimandhismother，thatthelittlemaid—servantmightsitasguest。Themummersdoffedtheirhelmets，andbegantoeatanddrink。

"Butyouwillsurelyhavesome？"saidClymtotheTurkishKnight，ashestoodbeforethatwarrior，trayinhand。

Shehadrefused，andstillsatcovered，onlythesparkleofhereyesbeingvisiblebetweentheribbonswhichcoveredherface。

"None，thankyou，"repliedEustacia。

"He’squiteayoungster，"saidtheSaracenapologetically，"andyoumustexcusehim。He’snotoneoftheoldset，buthavejinedusbecauset’othercouldn’tcome。"

"Buthewilltakesomething？"persistedYeobright。

"Tryaglassofmeadorelder—wine。"

"Yes，youhadbettertrythat，"saidtheSaracen。

"Itwillkeepthecoldoutgoinghome—along。"

ThoughEustaciacouldnoteatwithoutuncoveringherfaceshecoulddrinkeasilyenoughbeneathherdisguise。

Theelder—winewasaccordinglyaccepted，andtheglassvanishedinsidetheribbons。

AtmomentsduringthisperformanceEustaciawashalfindoubtaboutthesecurityofherposition；yetithadafearfuljoy。Aseriesofattentionspaidtoher，andyetnottoherbuttosomeimaginaryperson，bythefirstmanshehadeverbeeninclinedtoadore，complicatedheremotionsindescribably。Shehadlovedhimpartlybecausehewasexceptionalinthisscene，partlybecauseshehaddeterminedtolovehim，chieflybecauseshewasindesperateneedoflovingsomebodyafterwearyingofWildeve。Believingthatshemustlovehiminspiteofherself，shehadbeeninfluencedafterthefashionofthesecondLordLyttletonandotherpersons，whohavedreamedthattheyweretodieonacertainday，andbystressofamorbidimaginationhaveactuallybroughtaboutthatevent。Onceletamaidenadmitthepossibilityofherbeingstrickenwithloveforsomeoneatacertainhourandplace，andthethingisasgoodasdone。

DidanythingatthismomentsuggesttoYeobrightthesexofthecreaturewhomthatfantasticguiseinclosed，howextendedwasherscopebothinfeelingandinmakingothersfeel，andhowfarhercompasstranscendedthatofhercompanionsintheband？WhenthedisguisedQueenofLoveappearedbeforeAeneasapreternaturalperfumeaccompaniedherpresenceandbetrayedherquality。

Ifsuchamysteriousemanationeverwasprojectedbytheemotionsofanearthlywomanupontheirobject，itmusthavesignifiedEustacia’spresencetoYeobrightnow。

Helookedatherwistfully，thenseemedtofallintoareverie，asifhewereforgettingwhatheobserved。

Themomentarysituationended，hepassedon，andEustaciasippedherwinewithoutknowingwhatshedrank。

Themanforwhomshehadpre—determinedtonourishapassionwentintothesmallroom，andacrossittothefurtherextremity。

Themummers，ashasbeenstated，wereseatedonabench，oneendofwhichextendedintothesmallapartment，orpantry，forwantofspaceintheouterroom。

Eustacia，partlyfromshyness，hadchosenthemidmostseat，whichthuscommandedaviewoftheinteriorofthepantryaswellastheroomcontainingtheguests。WhenClympasseddownthepantryhereyesfollowedhiminthegloomwhichprevailedthere。Attheremoteendwasadoorwhich，justashewasabouttoopenitforhimself，wasopenedbysomebodywithin；andlightstreamedforth。

ThepersonwasThomasin，withacandle，lookinganxious，pale，andinteresting。Yeobrightappearedgladtoseeher，andpressedherhand。"That’sright，Tamsie，"hesaidheartily，asthoughrecalledtohimselfbythesightofher，"youhavedecidedtocomedown。Iamgladofit。"

"Hush——no，no，"shesaidquickly。"Ionlycametospeaktoyou。"

"Butwhynotjoinus？"

"Icannot。AtleastIwouldrathernot。Iamnotwellenough，andweshallhaveplentyoftimetogethernowyouaregoingtobehomeagoodlongholiday。"

"Itisn’tnearlysopleasantwithoutyou。Areyoureallyill？"

"Justalittle，myoldcousin——here，"shesaid，playfullysweepingherhandacrossherheart。

"Ah，Mothershouldhaveaskedsomebodyelsetobepresenttonight，perhaps？"

"Ono，indeed。Imerelysteppeddown，Clym，toaskyou——"

Herehefollowedherthroughthedoorwayintotheprivateroombeyond，and，thedoorclosing，Eustaciaandthemummerwhosatnexttoher，theonlyotherwitnessoftheperformance，sawandheardnomore。

TheheatflewtoEustacia’sheadandcheeks。SheinstantlyguessedthatClym，havingbeenhomeonlythesetwoorthreedays，hadnotasyetbeenmadeacquaintedwithThomasin’spainfulsituationwithregardtoWildeve；

andseeingherlivingtherejustasshehadbeenlivingbeforehelefthome，henaturallysuspectednothing。

EustaciafeltawildjealousyofThomasinontheinstant。

ThoughThomasinmightpossiblyhavetendersentimentstowardsanothermanasyet，howlongcouldtheybeexpectedtolastwhenshewasshutupherewiththisinterestingandtravelledcousinofhers？Therewasnoknowingwhataffectionmightnotsoonbreakoutbetweenthetwo，soconstantlyineachother’ssociety，andnotadistractingobjectnear。

Clym’sboyishloveforhermighthavelanguished，butitmighteasilyberevivedagain。

Eustaciawasnettledbyherowncontrivances。Whatasheerwasteofherselftobedressedthuswhileanotherwasshiningtoadvantage！Hadsheknownthefulleffectoftheencountershewouldhavemovedheavenandearthtogethereinanaturalmanner。Thepowerofherfacealllost，thecharmofheremotionsalldisguised，thefascinationsofhercoquetrydeniedexistence，nothingbutavoicelefttoher；shehadasenseofthedoomofEcho。"Nobodyhererespectsme，"shesaid。

Shehadoverlookedthefactthat，incomingasaboyamongotherboys，shewouldbetreatedasaboy。Theslight，thoughofherowncausing，andself—explanatory，shewasunabletodismissasunwittinglyshown，sosensitivehadthesituationmadeher。

Womenhavedonemuchforthemselvesinhistrionicdress。

Tolookfarbelowthosewho，likeacertainfairpersonatorofPollyPeachumearlyinthelastcentury，andanotherofLydiaLanguishearlyinthis，[1]havewonnotonlylovebutducalcoronetsintothebargain，wholeshoalsofthemhavereachedtotheinitialsatisfactionofgettinglovealmostwhencetheywould。

ButtheTurkishKnightwasdeniedeventhechanceofachievingthisbytheflutteringribbonswhichshedarednotbrushaside。

[1]Writtenin1877。

Yeobrightreturnedtotheroomwithouthiscousin。

WhenwithintwoorthreefeetofEustaciahestopped，asifagainarrestedbyathought。Hewasgazingather。