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It was an affecting one, apart from the question of paternity. Henchard's departure was in a moment explained. When the true facts came to be handled the difficulty of restoring her to her old belief in Newson was not so great as might have seemed likely, for Henchard's conduct itself was a proof that those facts were true.
Dollars out, hurry up. Now the signer of this cablegram, Newson Hingeston, was an old college friend of Mr Parmenter's, and therefore a man of about his own age.
Newson, a mere skellinton, has got another husband to keep her, while a woman of your tonnage have not." "I have not. Nor another to beat me....Ah, yes, Cuxsom's gone, and so shall leather breeches!" "Yes; with the blessing of God leather breeches shall go." "'Tisn't worth my old while to think of another husband," continued Mrs. Cuxsom. "And yet I'll lay my life I'm as respectable born as she."
"Perhaps not for long," said he. Newson might converse with his fellow-travellers, some of whom might be Casterbridge people; and the trick would be discovered.
We am all on guard. De captain say, put two on guard at de shed and let de oders relieb dem ebery hour. So dey shall; but dose off duty must watch just the same. When it gets dark we get close up, so as to be ready to jump in directly we hear a stir. Dis fellow no fool us." "Dat's the way, Sergeant Newson, dat am de way. Neber close your eye, but keep a sharp look on dem.
"My name is Henchard." "Then I've caught 'ee at home that's right. Morning's the time for business, says I. Can I have a few words with you?" "By all means," Henchard answered, showing the way in. "You may remember me?" said his visitor, seating himself. Henchard observed him indifferently, and shook his head. "Well perhaps you may not. My name is Newson." Henchard's face and eyes seemed to die.
Her sister took possession of me, and of her papers, and the wedding-ring now in the custody of Dettermain and Newson together with the portraits of both my parents; and she, poor soul, to sustain me, as I verily believe she had a great idea of my never asking unprofitably for anything in life bartered the most corroborative of the testificatory documents, which would now make the establishment of my case a comparatively light task.
And during this interval, in 1869, FitzGerald wrote one or two letters to Posh which have survived that wholesale destruction of which their recipient speaks. "WOODBRIDGE, Friday. "Newson is up here with the Yacht, Posh; and we shall start to-morrow with the Tide about 10.30. I doubt if we shall get out of the harbour: or, even if we do that, get to Lowestoft in the Day.
She got a piece of paper, and bending over the fender wrote at his dictation words which he had evidently got by heart from some advertisement or other words to the effect that she, the writer, hitherto known as Elizabeth-Jane Newson, was going to call herself Elizabeth-Jane Henchard forthwith. It was done, and fastened up, and directed to the office of the Casterbridge Chronicle.
A friend to whom she confided her history ridiculed her grave acceptance of her position; and all was over with her peace of mind. When Newson came home at the end of one winter he saw that the delusion he had so carefully sustained had vanished for ever. There was then a time of sadness, in which she told him her doubts if she could live with him longer.
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