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Maumbry had arranged to see Laura twice a week in the open air, that she might run no risk from him; and, having heard nothing of the faint rumour, he met her as usual one dry and windy afternoon on the summit of the dividing hill, near where the high road from town to town crosses the old Ridge-way at right angles. It won't be for long, with God's help! 'I will do as you tell me, Jack.
Who is getting up this performance? 'The boys of the -st. 'Ah, yes; our old game! replied Mr. Maumbry. 'The grief of Casterbridge is the excuse for their frivolity. Candidly, dear Laura, I wish you wouldn't play in it. But I don't forbid you to. I leave the whole to your judgment. The interview ended, and they went their ways northward and southward. Time disclosed to all concerned that Mrs.
Maumbry was the blithest of the whirling figures at the county ball; and when followed that inevitable incident of garrison-town life, an amateur dramatic entertainment, it was just the same.
By this time the Maumbrys had frequently listened to the preaching of the gentle if narrow-minded curate; for these light-natured, hit-or-miss, rackety people went to church like others for respectability's sake. None so orthodox as your unmitigated worldling. A more remarkable event was the sight to the man in the window of Captain Maumbry and Mr.
What domestic issues supervened in Vannicock's further story the man in the oriel never knew; but Mrs. Maumbry lived and died a widow. Whoever had perceived the yeoman standing on Squire Everard's lawn in the dusk of that October evening fifty years ago, might have said at first sight that he was loitering there from idle curiosity.
The scourge of cholera had been laid on the suffering country, and the low- lying purlieus of this ancient borough had more than their share of the infliction. Mixen Lane, in the Durnover quarter, and in Maumbry's parish, was where the blow fell most heavily. Yet there was a certain mercy in its choice of a date, for Maumbry was the man for such an hour.
Maumbry played in the comedy as the heroine, the lover's part being taken by Mr. Vannicock. Thus was helped on an event which the conduct of the mutually-attracted ones had been generating for some time. It is unnecessary to give details. The -st Foot left for Bristol, and this precipitated their action.
One day when Captain Maumbry entered his wife's drawing-room, filled with hired furniture, she thought he was somebody else, for he had not come upstairs humming the most catching air afloat in musical circles or in his usual careless way. 'What's the matter, Jack? she said without looking up from a note she was writing. 'Well not much, that I know. 'O, but there is, she murmured as she wrote.
She did not know he had entered; and he found her weeping. 'What are you crying about, poor dearest? he said. She started. 'Because of what you have told me! The Captain grew very unhappy; but he was undeterred. In due time the town learnt, to its intense surprise, that Captain Maumbry had retired from the -th Hussars and gone to Fountall Theological College to prepare for the ministry.
Maumbry spoke formally to him, adding as he resumed his labour, 'I thought the -st Foot had gone to Bristol. 'We have. But I have run down again for a few things. The two newcomers began to assist, Vannicock placing on the ground the small bag containing Laura's toilet articles that he had been carrying.
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