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Updated: June 29, 2025
She passed five more. "It lies only five further." She passed five more. "But it is five further." She passed them. "That stone bridge is the end of my journey," she said, when the bridge over the Froom was in view. She crawled to the bridge. During the effort each breath of the woman went into the air as if never to return again. "Now for the truth of the matter," she said, sitting down.
Hardy's "Tess of the D'Ubervilles": "Amid the oozing fatness and warm ferments of Froom Vale, at a season when the rush of juices could almost be heard below the hiss of fertilization, it was impossible that the most fanciful love should not grow passionate. The ready hearts existing there were impregnated by their surroundings."
He wore long water-boots reaching above his knees, and, instead of making a circuit to find a bridge by which he might cross the Froom the river aforesaid he made straight for the point whence proceeded the low roar that was at this hour the only evidence of the stream's existence.
They now crossed Mellstock Bridge, and went along an embowered path beside the Froom towards the church and vicarage, meeting Voss with the hot mead and bread-and-cheese as they were approaching the churchyard. This determined them to eat and drink before proceeding further, and they entered the church and ascended to the gallery.
It was two hours, owing to sundry wrong turnings, ere she found herself on a summit commanding the long-sought-for vale, the Valley of the Great Dairies, the valley in which milk and butter grew to rankness, and were produced more profusely, if less delicately, than at her home the verdant plain so well watered by the river Var or Froom.
That would be it," said Esther. "He confessed to me that he was very link. Judging by your tone, you seem rather inclined that way yourself," she said, smiling and a little surprised. "Do I? I don't know," said Hannah, simply. "Sometimes I think I'm very froom." "Surely you know what you are?" persisted Esther. Hannah shook her head. "Well, you know whether you believe in Judaism or not?"
In the small hours she whispered to him the whole story of how he had walked in his sleep with her in his arms across the Froom stream, at the imminent risk of both their lives, and laid her down in the stone coffin at the ruined abbey. He had never known of that till now. "Why didn't you tell me next day?" he said. "It might have prevented much misunderstanding and woe."
The lady whose appearance had asserted a difference between herself and the Anglebury people, without too clearly showing what that difference was, passed out of the town in a few moments and, following the highway across meadows fed by the Froom, she crossed the railway and soon got into a lonely heath.
"Yes", replied Hogarth, not dreaming how truly: "London born". "A Froom?" "I keep the fasts". "What you doing about here?" "Tramping". "Fine mess you are in". "I slept in a hollow tree down yonder an elm tree". "Well, there's many a worse shake-down than that. Who are you? Ever been about here before?" "I was once".
On one side it sloped to the river Froom, and from any point a view was obtained of the country round for many miles. This pleasant upland was to be the scene of Henchard's exploit. He advertised about the town, in long posters of a pink colour, that games of all sorts would take place here; and set to work a little battalion of men under his own eye.
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