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The labourer pointed out the direction, and added, "Do you see that furze-cutter, ma'am, going up that footpath yond?" Mrs. Yeobright strained her eyes, and at last said that she did perceive him. "Well, if you follow him you can make no mistake. He's going to the same place, ma'am." She followed the figure indicated.
"She is very strange in her ways, living up there by herself, and such things please her," said Susan. "She's a well-favoured maid enough," said Humphrey the furze-cutter, "especially when she's got one of her dandy gowns on." "That's true," said Fairway. "Well, let her bonfire burn an't will. Ours is well-nigh out by the look o't."
You cannot seriously wish me to stay idling at home all day?" "But it is so dreadful a furze-cutter! and you a man who have lived about the world, and speak French, and German, and who are fit for what is so much better than this."
"She is very strange in her ways, living up there by herself, and such things please her," said Susan. "She's a well-favoured maid enough," said Humphrey the furze-cutter; "especially when she's got one of her dandy gowns on." "That's true," said Fairway. "Well, let her bonfire burn an't will. Ours is well-nigh out by the look o't."
"Ever since her aunt altered her mind, and said she might have the man after all," replied Humphrey, without removing his eyes from the fire. He was a somewhat solemn young fellow, and carried the hook and leather gloves of a furze-cutter, his legs, by reason of that occupation, being sheathed in bulging leggings as stiff as the Philistine's greaves of brass.
"Ever since her aunt altered her mind, and said she might have the man after all," replied Humphrey, without removing his eyes from the fire. He was a somewhat solemn young fellow, and carried the hook and leather gloves of a furze-cutter, his legs, by reason of that occupation, being sheathed in bulging leggings as stiff as the Philistine's greaves of brass.
"I am sorry to hear that your husband is ill." "He is not ill only incapacitated." "Yes that is what I mean. I sincerely sympathize with you in your trouble. Fate has treated you cruelly." She was silent awhile. "Have you heard that he has chosen to work as a furze-cutter?" she said in a low, mournful voice. "It has been mentioned to me," answered Wildeve hesitatingly. "But I hardly believed it."
"That was myself a furze-cutter, with brambles in his hand." "No; 'twas not you. 'Twas a gentleman. You had gone in afore." "Who was he?" "I don't know." "Now tell me what happened next." "The poor lady went and knocked at your door, and the lady with black hair looked out of the side window at her." The boy's mother turned to Clym and said, "This is something you didn't expect?"
She had been told that Clym was in the habit of cutting furze, but she had supposed that he occupied himself with the labour only at odd times, by way of useful pastime; yet she now beheld him as a furze-cutter and nothing more wearing the regulation dress of the craft, and thinking the regulation thoughts, to judge by his motions.
It was a gait she had seen somewhere before; and the gait revealed the man to her, as the gait of Ahimaaz in the distant plain made him known to the watchman of the king. "His walk is exactly as my husband's used to be," she said; and then the thought burst upon her that the furze-cutter was her son. She was scarcely able to familiarize herself with this strange reality.