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Updated: June 22, 2025
'But you must concentrate your attention on writing your name as I write it here. Soon Raye wrote about the wedding. Having decided to make the best of what he feared was a piece of romantic folly, he had acquired more zest for the grand experiment. He wished the ceremony to be in London, for greater privacy. Edith Harnham would have preferred it at Melchester; Anna was passive.
Could he know that Christopher was living there, and was this said in prolongation of his recent suspicion? But Lord Mountclere's face gave no sign. 'You forget one fatal objection, said she; 'the secrecy in which it is imperative that the engagement between us should be kept. 'I am not known in Melchester without my carriage; nor are you. 'We may be known by somebody on the road.
Unreserved too unreserved by nature, she was not experienced enough to be reserved by art, and after a little coaxing she answered his remarks readily. She had come to live in Melchester from a village on the Great Plain, and this was the first time that she had ever seen a steam-circus; she could not understand how such wonderful machines were made.
If she really nourished for him any particle of her old affection it had been the cruellest thing not to call. A few questions that he put concerning her to his grandmother elicited that Lady Constantine had no friends about her not even her brother and that her health had not been so good since her return from Melchester as formerly.
He had not afterwards disturbed Anna's error, but on leaving her he had felt bound to give her an address at a stationer's not far from his chambers, at which she might write to him under the initials 'C. B. In due time Raye returned to his London abode, having called at Melchester on his way and spent a few additional hours with his fascinating child of nature.
His course now took him into the high road, which he pursued for some miles in a north-easterly direction, still spinning the thread of sad inferences, and asking himself why he should ever return. At daybreak he stood on the hill above Shottsford-Forum, and awaited a coach which passed about this time along that highway towards Melchester and London.
"He is a local man. He is a professional musician at Kennetbridge between here and Christminster. The vicar knows him. He was brought up and educated in Christminster traditions, which accounts for the quality of the piece. I think he plays in the large church there, and has a surpliced choir. He comes to Melchester sometimes, and once tried to get the cathedral organ when the post was vacant.
There had been a magic in his wooing touch of her hand; and she wondered how he had come to be attracted by the girl. The next morning the emotional Edith Harnham went to the usual week-day service in Melchester cathedral.
But mid you be thinking o' getting back to Melchester to-night by train? Because you'll never do it in this world, since you don't know the lie of the country. I don't mind going with ye some o' the ways, but even then the train mid be gone." They started up. "You can bide here, you know, over the night can't 'em, Mother? The place is welcome to ye. 'Tis hard lying, rather, but volk may do worse."
"Come at last, is it?" said Henery. "Well, what about Fanny?" said Bathsheba. "Well, ma'am, in round numbers, she's run away with the soldiers," said William. "No; not a steady girl like Fanny!" "I'll tell ye all particulars. When I got to Casterbridge Barracks, they said, 'The Eleventh Dragoon-Guards be gone away, and new troops have come. The Eleventh left last week for Melchester and onwards.
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