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It had been on his account, and not Clare's, that she had come to the funeral. The little affair with Buckley Simmons had captured her attention and interest; he had not thought Lettice so impressionable. It was, he remembered, Wednesday night there would be prayer-meeting in the Methodist Church; the Hollidews were Methodists; women, mostly, attended prayer meeting.
She reflected; and with her acute memory for the letter of Angel Clare's remarks, even when she did not comprehend their spirit, she recalled a merciless polemical syllogism that she had heard him use when, as it occasionally happened, he indulged in a species of thinking aloud with her at his side. In delivering it she gave also Clare's accent and manner with reverential faithfulness.
But Ugly heard his name, and broke off in the middle of a snore to come and put his paws apologetically on Mr Clare's knee.
The discharge was followed by a stentorian "Three cheers for the great and glorious battle won this day! hip! hip! hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!" in which we fellows joined with a yell. "Ah! you young rascals have got before me this morning, but this afternoon it will be my turn mine and Mr Clare's, you roystering middies!" and the Captain popped down again to finish his toilet.
He insisted, therefore, that to make recovery possible a better home should be found for Clare himself, and, if possible, for his wife and child, pending the removal of his aged and suffering parents. A copy of this note the writer sent to Lord Radstock, knowing that his lordship had taken, from the beginning, a deep interest in Clare's welfare.
He delivered quickly, with a covert glance above, the customary period about seeing her home. Immediately she walked with him into the obscurity, the mystery, of the night. "It was certainly nice-hearted of you to come to Clare's funeral," he began. Close beside him she shivered, it might be at the memory of that occasion.
He used to laugh and shake over Drake's excitement, and yet entered into it himself, and I have seen salt drops running down his cheeks and Mr Clare's, as the latter rendered in a voice slightly trembling some of the pathetic passages in which Virgil is so exquisitely beautiful. I am glad to write of those lessons in the old brig's carcass, for they are remembered so pleasantly.
Imagination has, in my opinion, done wonders here. From Lolham Brigs, the poet and his publisher turned towards Helpston, passing by 'Langley Bush, also sung in the 'Village Minstrel. The Bush furnished an opportunity for some moralizings on the part of Mr. Taylor, interesting as giving the impressions of an eye-witness as to Clare's character and the working of his mind. Says Mr.
It made things in some ways much simpler, because money would, probably, settle everything; there would be no question of fine feelings. He knew exactly how to deal with such women, he had known them in New Zealand; but he was amused as he contemplated Clare's certain failure such a woman was entirely outside her experience. He came to the point at once. "My being here is easily explained.
But this communication brought no reply from Mrs Durbeyfield. Despite Angel Clare's plausible representation to himself and to Tess of the practical need for their immediate marriage, there was in truth an element of precipitancy in the step, as became apparent at a later date.
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