here-going

Updated: May 9, 2025

"Where?" she inquired, a misgiving bringing every muscle of her lineaments and frame to a standstill. "Here-going through the plantation, and all down the hill." said Farmer Oak, with an aspect excessively knowing with regard to some matter in his mind, as he gazed at a remote point in the direction named, and then turned back to meet his colloquist's eyes.

Thomas Hardy - Far from the Madding Crowd