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And you, Billy Smallbury and you, Maryann Money and you, Jan Coggan, and Matthew there!" Other figures now appeared behind this shouting man and among the smoke, and Gabriel found that, far from being alone he was in a great company whose shadows danced merrily up and down, timed by the jigging of the flames, and not at all by their owners' movements.
They were carpenters lifting a post into a vertical position within the parapet. He with- drew his eyes quickly, and hastened on. It was dark when he reached home, and half the village was out to meet him. "No tidings." Gabriel said, wearily. "And I'm afraid there's no hope. I've been with him more than two hours." "Do ye think he REALLY was out of his mind when he did it?" said Smallbury.
Nothing has prospered in Weatherbury since he came here. And now I've no heart to go in. Let's look into Warren's for a few minutes first, shall us, neighbours?" Samway, Tall, and Smallbury agreed to go to Warren's, and went out at the gate, the remaining ones entering the house. The three soon drew near the malt-house, approaching it from the adjoining orchard, and not by way of the street.
A conversation was in progress, which continued thus: "Be as 'twill, she's a fine handsome body as far's looks be concerned. But that's only the skin of the woman, and these dandy cattle be as proud as a lucifer in their insides." "Ay so 'a do seem, Billy Smallbury so 'a do seem."
William Smallbury is gone to Casterbridge, where her young man lives, as is supposed, and the other men be inquiring about everywhere." The horse's tramp then recommenced and retreated, and the door closed. "Who is Mr. Boldwood?" said Bathsheba. "A gentleman-farmer at Little Weatherbury." "Married?" "No, miss." "How old is he?" "Forty, I should say very handsome rather stern-looking and rich."
It was dark when he reached home, and half the village was out to meet him. "No tidings," Gabriel said, wearily. "And I'm afraid there's no hope. I've been with him more than two hours." "Do ye think he REALLY was out of his mind when he did it?" said Smallbury. "I can't honestly say that I do," Oak replied. "However, that we can talk of another time.
"Ay, at that time he thought of nothing but high things." added Billy Smallbury. "One day Parson Thirdly met him and said, "Good-Morning, Mister Everdene; 'tis a fine day!" "Amen" said Everdene, quite absent- like, thinking only of religion when he seed a parson- "Their daughter was not at all a pretty chile at that time." said Henery Fray.
"And did any of you know Miss Everdene's father and mother?" inquired the shepherd, who found some difficulty in keeping the conversation in the desired channel. "I knew them a little," said Jacob Smallbury; "but they were townsfolk, and didn't live here. They've been dead for years. Father, what sort of people were mis'ess' father and mother?"
Bob Coggan was sent home for his ill manners, and tran- quility was restored by Jacob Smallbury, who volunteered a ballad as inclusive and interminable as that with which the worthy toper old Silenus amused on a similar occasion the swains Chromis and Mnasylus, and other jolly dogs of his day.
You see, he might have gone the bad road and given his eyes to unlawfulness entirely yes, gross unlawfulness, so to say it." "You see," said Billy Smallbury, "The man's will was to do right, sure enough, but his heart didn't chime in." "He got so much better, that he was quite godly in his later years, wasn't he, Jan?" said Joseph Poorgrass.
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