About this time an incident happened which seemed to open a
possibility of some fellowship with his neighbours. One day, taking
a pair of shoes to be mended, he saw the cobbler's wife seated by
the fire, suffering from the terrible symptoms of heart-disease and
dropsy, which he had witnessed as the precursors of his mother's
death. He felt a rush of pity at the mingled sight and remembrance,
and, recalling the relief his mother had found from a simple
preparation of foxglove, he promised Sally Oates to bring her
something that would ease her, since the doctor did her no good. In
this office of charity, Silas felt, for the first time since he had
come to Raveloe, a sense of unity between his past and present life,
which might have been the beginning of his rescue from the insect-like
existence into which his nature had shrunk. But Sally Oates's
disease had raised her into a personage of much interest and
importance among the neighbours, and the fact of her having found
relief from drinking Silas Marner's 'stuff' became a matter of general
discourse. When Doctor Kimble gave physic, it was natural that it
should have an effect; but when a weaver, who came from nobody knew
where, worked wonders with a bottle of brown waters, the occult
character of the process was evident. Such a sort of thing had not
been known since the Wise Woman at Tarley died; and she had charms
as well as 'stuff': everybody went to her when their children had
fits.
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