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"But they didn't look like people who would do that." 'James Hardcome knew that he could found no hope on such a reason as that.
'They walked a sentry beat up and down the sands immediately opposite the seat; and still the others did not come. James Hardcome at last went to the boatman, thinking that after all his wife and cousin might have come in under shadow of the dusk without being perceived, and might have forgotten the appointment at the bench. "All in?" asked James. "All but one boat," said the lessor.
During the week after, it chanced that William's wife was staying up late one night to finish her ironing, she doing the washing for Mr. and Mrs. Hardcome. Her husband had finished his supper and gone to bed as usual some hour or two before.
"They do," he owned. "James do you think they care for one another still?" asks Mrs. Stephen. 'James Hardcome mused and admitted that perhaps a little tender feeling might flicker up in their hearts for a moment now and then. "Still, nothing of any account," he said. "I sometimes think that Olive is in Steve's mind a good deal," murmurs Mrs.
I did not expect to have to sit so long in the evening air." 'Thereupon James Hardcome said that he did not require his overcoat, and insisted on lending it to her. 'He wrapped it round Emily's shoulders. "Thank you, James," she said. "How cold Olive must be in that thin jacket!" 'He said he was thinking so too. "Well, they are sure to be quite close at hand by this time, though we can't see 'em.
I solemnized the service, Hardcome having told me, when he came to give notice of the proposed wedding, the story of his first wife's loss almost word for word as I have told it to you. 'And are they living in Longpuddle still? asked the new-comer. 'O no, sir, interposed the clerk. 'James has been dead these dozen years, and his mis'ess about six or seven. They had no children.
Emily and James Hardcome went to their respective dwellings to snatch a hasty night's rest, and at daylight the next morning they drove again to Casterbridge and entered the Budmouth train, the line being just opened. 'Nothing had been heard of the couple there during this brief absence.
Stephen; "particularly when she pleases his fancy by riding past our window at a gallop on one of the draught-horses . . . I never could do anything of that sort; I could never get over my fear of a horse." "And I am no horseman, though I pretend to be on her account," murmured James Hardcome.
They were now mutually bereft of a companion, and found themselves by this accident in a position to fulfil their destiny according to Nature's plan and their own original and calmly-formed intention. James Hardcome took Emily to wife in the course of a year and a half; and the marriage proved in every respect a happy one.
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