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The arrangement was that Miss Everdene should honour them by coming there for a day or two to inspect some ingenious contrivances which this man of the woods had introduced into his wares.
Oak took from his illimitable pockets a marking iron, dipped it into the pot, and imprinted on the buttocks of the infant sheep the initials of her he delighted to muse on "B. E.," which signified to all the region round that henceforth the lambs belonged to Farmer Bathsheba Everdene, and to no one else. "Now, Cainy, shoulder your two, and off. Good morning, Mr. Boldwood."
And even, Miss Everdene, if you seriously inclined towards him, you might have let him find it out in some way of true loving-kindness, and not by sending him a valentine's letter." Bathsheba laid down the shears. "I cannot allow any man to to criticise my private Conduct!" she exclaimed. "Nor will I for a minute. So you'll please leave the farm at the end of the week!"
"How I wish it had happened when she was at home, and none of us had been answerable!" "We must ride after." said Gabriel, decisively. be responsible to Miss Everdene for what we do. Yes, we'll follow. " "Faith, I don't see how." said Coggan.
But this incurable loitering beside Bathsheba Everdene stole his time ruinously. The spring tides were going by without floating him off, and the neap might soon come which could not. It was the first day of June, and the sheep-shearing season culminated, the landscape, even to the leanest pasture, being all health and colour.
"Mark," said Gabriel, sternly, "now you mind this! none of that dalliance-talk that smack-and-coddle style of yours about Miss Everdene. I don't allow it. Do you hear?" "With all my heart, as I've got no chance," replied Mr. Clark, cordially. "I suppose you've been speaking against her?" said Oak, turning to Joseph Poorgrass with a very grim look.
At any rate she murmured something to the effect that he might stay if he wished. She said more distinctly, " Will you leave me alone now? I don't order it as a mistress I ask it as a woman, and I expect you not to be so uncourteous as to refuse." "Certainly I will, Miss Everdene." said Gabriel, gently.
"But you can't really care for a word from me? you only say so I think you only say so." "That's unjust but I won't repeat the remark. I am too gratified to get such a mark of your friendship at any price to cavil at the tone. I DO, Miss Everdene, care for it. You may think a man foolish to want a mere word just a good morning. Perhaps he is I don't know.
"Well, it doesn't seem QUITE true to me that I am fascinating," she replied evasively. "Not so to you: then I say with all respect that, if so, it is owing to your modesty, Miss Everdene. But surely you must have been told by everybody of what everybody notices? And you should take their words for it." "They don't say so exactly." "Oh yes, they must!"
You are too dignified for me to suit you, sir." "But, Miss Everdene!" "I I didn't I know I ought never to have dreamt of sending that valentine forgive me, sir it was a wanton thing which no woman with any self-respect should have done. If you will only pardon my thought- lessness, I promise never to " "No, no, no. Don't say thoughtlessness!
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