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Then, with a mercilessly accurate imitation of his voice and face, she added: 'A missus at Undern! Never will I! He quailed under her mocking amber eyes, her impish laughter. Then, looking from side to side with suppressed fury, he said: 'Them birds is after the cherries! I'll get a gun. I'll shoot 'em dead!
In her revulsion from Reddin and her terror of Undern, she forgot everything except the sense of protection that Edward gave her. She forgot Mrs. Marston's silent, crushing criticism and Martha's rude righteousness. She forgot that she had sinned against the Mountain so deeply that the old life could never return.
She had hesitated, putting off the inevitable, feeling that Undern was always there, like an empty room, for her re-entry, so she had not hurried. Now the room was occupied, her place taken. Immediately she felt that she must go. Mrs. Marston and Martha both seemed to be pushing her over the brink.
Yet, whenever she went for a walk, she felt her feet taking her towards Undern. Then, quite suddenly, one morning Reddin rode past the house. Mrs. Marston saw him. 'Edward must know of this, she said, very much flustered. 'You ought to go away somewhere, Hazel. 'Away? Why ever? 'Out of temptation. Why not to your aunt's? 'Aunt Prowde wouldna have me. And Ed'ard wouldna like me to go.
What was in the heart of each the frantic desire to be mistress of Undern they did not mention. Miss Clomber had taken exception to Amelia's tight dress. For Amelia had a figure, and Miss Clomber had not. She always flushed at the text, 'We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts. Amelia was aware of her advantage as she engaged Reddin in conversation.
And last comes the lady of Undern Coppy, lagging and lonesome, riding in a troop of shadows, and sobbing, "Lost lost! Oh, my green garden!" And they say the brake flowers on the eve of that night, and no bird sings and no star falls. 'What a pack of nonsense! murmured Mrs. Marston drowsily. 'That it inna! cried Hazel; 'it's the bloody truth! Mrs. Marston's drowsiness forsook her.
He liked the gooseberry wine so much, and gave me a "ma'am," which is more than Martha does half her time. Where are you going? 'To Undern. 'What for? 'Hazel. Mrs. Marston sat bolt upright. 'But, of course, she'll never darken the door again! 'I shall bring her back to-night, of course. 'But, my dear! You must divorce her, however unpleasant on account of the papers.
If I tell you, you mun swear never to come and live at Undern. ''Struth I will! 'Well, then, just you come and see 'er some time when the master's away. And bring the chillun. 'Thank you kindly. 'Not till I say the word, though! I wunna risk it till he's off for the day. If he found me out, it'd be notice. Eh, missus, he's like a lad with his first white mouse! And the parson!
When he got a prize, which he did three times, no one else having sent any cheeses, he extended his arm like one side of a pair of compasses, and vouchsafed neither bow nor smile. He disliked Miss Clomber because he knew that she meant to be mistress of Undern. Mr. James was getting on well with the bravado. 'What do I care what people think? Dear me! All the world may see me get my prize.
D'you think the old fellow'd let me cook summat for supper? It's been pig-food for us to-day. But when they went to investigate, they found Vessons preparing a tremendous meal, hot and savoury as a victorious and penitent old man could make it. He showed in his manner that bygones were to be bygones, and night came down in peace on Undern.
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