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Farfrae was still liked in the community; but it must be owned that, as the Mayor and man of money, engrossed with affairs and ambitions, he had lost in the eyes of the poorer inhabitants something of that wondrous charm which he had had for them as a light-hearted penniless young man, who sang ditties as readily as the birds in the trees.
I therefore withdraw my objection; excepting in this that the business be not carried on in my house. Yours, M. HENCHARD Mr. Farfrae. The morrow, being fairly fine, found Elizabeth-Jane again in the churchyard, but while looking for the lady she was startled by the apparition of Farfrae, who passed outside the gate.
Those notes were a signal that all had gone well; that there had been no slip 'twixt cup and lip in this case; that Elizabeth-Jane and Donald Farfrae were man and wife. Henchard did not care to ride any further with his chattering companions after hearing this sound.
And now, uneasy at the thought of a passion for Farfrae which should entirely displace her mild filial sympathy with himself, he observed her going and coming more narrowly. There was nothing secret in Elizabeth-Jane's movements beyond what habitual reserve induced, and it may at once be owned on her account that she was guilty of occasional conversations with Donald when they chanced to meet.
Their shouts and laughter had reached Henchard at the Market House, while he stood there waiting, and he had little doubt from the turn which Farfrae and Lucetta had taken that they were bound for the spot. Nearly the whole town had gone into the fields.
Nothing moved Henchard like an old melody. He sank back. "No; I can't do it!" he gasped. "Why does the infernal fool begin that now!" At length Farfrae was silent, and Henchard looked out of the loft door. "Will ye come up here?" he said. "Ay, man," said Farfrae. "I couldn't see ye. What's wrang?" A minute later Henchard heard his feet on the lowest ladder.
"A man must be a headstrong stunpoll to think folk would go up to that bleak place to-day." The other answered that people said it was not only in such things as those that the Mayor was wanting. "Where would his business be if it were not for this young fellow? 'Twas verily Fortune sent him to Henchard. His accounts were like a bramblewood when Mr. Farfrae came.
She hesitated for a moment, and then said "Yes, if you much wish it." "I do. He's an enemy to our house!" When she had gone he sat down, and wrote in a heavy hand to Farfrae thus: SIR, I make request that henceforth you and my stepdaughter be as strangers to each other.
Farfrae advanced, imagining himself in solitude, and a few drops of rain beginning to fall he moved and stood under the shelter where she had just been standing. Here he leant against one of the staddles, and gave himself up to patience. He, too, was plainly expecting some one; could it be herself? If so, why?
Go and give me in charge do what you will I care nothing for what comes of me!" He withdrew to the back part of the loft, loosened his arm, and flung himself in a corner upon some sacks, in the abandonment of remorse. Farfrae regarded him in silence; then went to the hatch and descended through it.
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