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advanced to Silas； in astonishment at this strange advent。 Godfrey
joined them immediately； unable to rest without hearing every
word—trying to control himself； but conscious that if any one
noticed him； they must see that he was white…lipped and
trembling。
But now all eyes at that end of the room were bent on Silas
Marner； the Squire himself had risen； and asked angrily； “How’s
this？—what’s this？—what do you do coming in here in this way？”
“I’m come for the doctor—I want the doctor；” Silas had said； in
the first moment； to Mr。 Crackenthorp。
“Why； what’s the matter； Marner？” said the Rector。 “The
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doctor’s here； but say quietly what you want him for。”
“It’s a woman；” said Silas； speaking low； and half breathlessly；
just as Godfrey came up。 “She’s dead； I think—dead in the snow at
the Stone…pits—not far from my door。”
Godfrey felt a great throb： there was one terror in his mind at
that moment； it was that the woman might not be dead。 That was
an evil terror—an ugly inmate to have found a nestling…place in
Godfrey’s kindly disposition； but no disposition is a security from
evil wishes to a man whose happiness hangs on duplicity。
“Hush； hush！” said Mr。 Crackenthorp。 “Go out into the hall
there。 I’ll fetch the doctor to you。 Found a woman in the snow—
and thinks she’s dead；” he added； speaking low to the Squire。
“Better say as little about it as possible： it will shock the ladies。
Just tell them a poor woman is ill from cold and hunger。 I’ll go and
fetch Kimble。”
By this time； however； the ladies had pressed forward； curious
to know what could have brought the solitary linen…weaver there
under such strange circumstances； and interested in the pretty
child； who； half alarmed and half attracted by the brightness and
the numerous company； now frowned and hid her face； now lifted
up her head again and looked round placably； until a touch or a
coaxing word brought back the frown； and made her bury her face
with new determination。
“What child is it？” said several ladies at once； and； among the
rest； Nancy Lammeter； addressing Godfrey。
“I don’t know—some poor woman’s who has been found in the
snow； I believe；” was the answer Godfrey wrung from himself with
a terrible effort。 （“After all； am I certain？” he hastened to add； in
anticipation of his own conscience。） “Why； you’d better leave the
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child here； then； Master Marner；” said good…natured Mrs。 Kimble；
hesitating； however； to take those dingy clothes into contact with
her own ornamented satin bodice。 “I’ll tell one o’ the girls to fetch
it。”
“No—no—I can’t part with it； I can’t let it go；” said Silas；
abruptly。 “It’s come to me—I’ve a right to keep it。”
The proposition to take the child from him had come to Silas
quite unexpectedly； and his speech； uttered under a strong sudden
impulse； was almost like a revelation to himself： a minute before；
he had no distinct intention about the child。
“Did you ever hear the like？” said Mrs。 Kimble； in mild
surprise； to her neighbour。
“Now； ladies； I must trouble you to stand aside；” said Mr。
Kimble； coming from the card…room； in some bitterness at the
interruption； but drilled by the long habit of his profession into
obedience to unpleasant calls； even when he was hardly sober。
“It’s a nasty business turning out now； eh； Kimble？” said the
Squire。 “He might ha’ gone for your young fellow—the ’prentice；
there—what’s his name？”
“Might？ ay—what’s the use of talking about might？” growled
uncle Kimble； hastening out with Marner； and followed by Mr。
Crackenthorp and Godfrey。 “Get me a pair of thick boots； Godfrey；
will you？ And stay； let somebody run to Winthrop’s and fetch
Dolly—she’s the best woman to get。 Ben was here himself before
supper； is he gone？”
“Yes； sir； I met him；” said Marner； “but I couldn’t stop to tell
him anything； only I said I was going for the doctor； and he said
the doctor was at the Squire’s。 And I made haste and ran； and
there was nobody to be seen at the back o’ the house； and so I
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went in to where the company was。”
The child； no longer distracted by the bright light and the
smiling women’s faces； began to cry and call for “mammy”； though
always clinging to Marner； who had apparently won her thorough
confidence。 Godfrey had come back with the boots； and felt the cry
as if some fibre were drawn tight within him。
“I’ll go；” he said hastily； eager for some movement； “I’ll go and
fetch the woman—Mrs。 Winthrop。”
“Oh； pooh—send somebody else；” said uncle Kimble； hurrying
away with Marner。
“You’ll let me know if I can be of any use； Kimble；” said Mr。
Crackenthorp。 But the doctor was out of hearing。
Godfrey； too； had disappeared： he was gone to snatch his hat
and coat； having just reflection enough to remember that he must
not look like a madman； but he rushed out of the house into the
snow without heeding his thin shoes。
In a few minutes he was on his rapid way to the Stone…pits by
the side of Dolly； who； though feeling that she was entirely in her
place in encountering cold and snow on an errand of mercy； was
much concerned at a young gentleman’s getting his feet wet under
a like impulse。
“You’d a deal better go back； sir；” said Dolly； with respectful
compassion。 “You’ve no call to catch cold； and I’d ask you if you’d
be so good as tell my husband to come； on your way back—he’s at
the Rainbow； I doubt—if you found him anyway sober enough to
be o’ use。 Or else； there’s Mrs。 Snell ’ud happen send the boy up to
fetch and carry； for there may be things wanted from the
doctor’s。”
“No； I’ll stay； now I’m once out—I’ll stay outside here；” said
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Godfrey； when they came opposite Marner’s cottage。 “You can
come and tell me if I can do anything。”
“Well； sir； you’re very good： you’ve a tender heart；” said Dolly；
going to the door。
Godfrey was too painfully preoccupied to feel a twinge of self…
reproach at this undeserved praise。 He walked up and down；
unconscious that he was plunging ankle…deep in snow；
unconscious of everything but trembling suspense about what was
going on in the cottage； and