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Updated: June 14, 2025
'Tis a thing which is everybody's business," said Samway. "We know very well that master's on a wrong tack, and that she's quite in the dark, and we should let 'em know at once. Laban, you know her best you'd better go and ask to speak to her." "I bain't fit for any such thing," said Laban, nervously. "I should think William ought to do it if anybody. He's oldest."
Boldwood had already twitched the handkerchief, and the gun exploded a second time, sending its contents, by a timely blow from Samway, into the beam which crossed the ceiling. "Well, it makes no difference!" Boldwood gasped. "There is another way for me to die." Then he broke from Samway, crossed the room to Bathsheba, and kissed her hand.
"Very well," said Samway. Laban then went to the door. When he opened it the hum of bustle rolled out as a wave upon a still strand the assemblage being immediately inside the hall and was deadened to a murmur as he closed it again.
"Oh, I hear now that's Sam Samway: thought I knowed the voice, too. Going in?" "Presently. But I say, William." Samway whispered, "have ye heard this strange tale?" "What that about Sergeant Troy being seen, d'ye mean, souls?" said Smallbury, also lowering his voice. "Ay: in Casterbridge." "Yes, I have. Laban Tall named a hint of it to me but now but I don't think it.
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