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"To think," said Maryann, with a quiet laugh, as she handed a cup of tea to Bunco "to think that I should ever come for to sit at tea with a live red Indian from Ameriky not that he's red either, for I'm sure that hany one with eyes in their 'ead could see that he's only brown." "Ah, my dear, that's 'cause he's changed colour," said Larry, pushing in his cup for more tea.
Leaving her instructions with Gabriel and Maryann, that they were to see everything carefully locked up for the night, she went out of the house just at the close of a timely thunder-shower, which had refined the air, and daintily bathed the coat of the land, though all beneath was dry as ever.
In five or ten minutes there was another tap at the door. Liddy reappeared, and coming in a little way stood hesitating, until at length she said, "Maryann has just heard something very strange, but I know it isn't true. And we shall be sure to know the rights of it in a day or two." "What is it?" "Oh, nothing connected with you or us, ma'am. It is about Fanny. That same thing you have heard."
"An important matter made it necessary for me to give up my visit to Liddy, and go off at once. What, then, were you following me?" "We thought the horse was stole." "Well what a thing! How very foolish of you not to know that I had taken the trap and horse. I could neither wake Maryann nor get into the house, though I hammered for ten minutes against her window-sill.
Will you get a fire lighted, put down a piece of carpet, and help me to make the place comfortable. Afterwards, I want you and Maryann to bring up that little stump bedstead in the small room, and the be belonging to it, and a table, and some other things. What shall I do to pass the heavy time away?" "Hemming handkerchiefs is a very good thing." said Liddy. "O no, no!
Maryann, who had been afraid to shout in the robber's presence, having seen him depart had no fear. She hastily slipped on her clothes, stumped down the dis- jointed staircase with its hundred creaks, ran to Coggan's, the nearest house, and raised an alarm. Coggan called Gabriel, who now again lodged in his house as at first, and together they went to the paddock.
'Yes, you have, replied the man, in his reasonable way. Yes, you have. Your name's my name, and that girl Maryann is my girl; she's my daughter. You're my Missis right enough. As sure as I'm Willie Nankervis. He spoke as if it were an accepted fact. His face was handsome, with a strange, watchful alertness and a fundamental fixity of intention that maddened her. 'You villain! she cried.
"What a pucker everything is in!" said Bathsheba, discontentedly when the child had gone. "Get away, Maryann, or go on with your scrubbing, or do something! You ought to be married by this time, and not here troubling me!" "Ay, mistress so I did. But what between the poor men I won't have, and the rich men who won't have me, I stand as a pelican in the wilderness!"
"All our horses are too heavy for that trick except little Poppet, and what's she between two of us?-if we only had that pair over the hedge we might do something." "Which pair?" "Mr Boldwood's Tidy and Moll." "Then wait here till I come hither again." said Gabriel. He ran down the hill towards Farmer Boldwood's. "Farmer Boldwood is not at home." said Maryann. "All the better." said Coggan.
The notes flew forth with the usual blind obtuseness of inanimate things flapping and rebounding among walls, undulating against the scattered clouds, spreading through their interstices into unexplored miles of space. Bathsheba's crannied and mouldy halls were to-night occupied only by Maryann, Liddy being, as was stated, with her sister, whom Bathsheba had set out to visit.
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