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Winterborne explained just as briefly, without raising his eyes from his occupation of chopping a bough that he held in front of him. "'Twill be up in April before you get it all cleared," said Melbury. "Yes, there or thereabouts," said Winterborne, a chop of the billhook jerking the last word into two pieces.
Hence, Winterborne perceived that, in this new beginning, the necessary care not to compromise Grace by too early advances must be exercised by himself. Perhaps Winterborne was not quite so ardent as heretofore. There is no such thing as a stationary love: men are either loving more or loving less. But Giles himself recognized no decline in his sense of her dearness.
Had Winterborne been going on in the old fashion, Grace's father could have alluded to his disapproval of the alliance every day with the greatest frankness; but to speak any further on the subject he could not find it in his heart to do now.
He decried boasting, particularly to Giles; yet whenever the subject was Grace, his judgment resigned the ministry of speech in spite of him. Winterborne felt surprise, pleasure, and also a little apprehension at the news. He repeated Mrs. Melbury's words. "Yes," said paternal pride, not sorry to have dragged out of him what he could not in any circumstances have kept in.
By taking the track of this noise he soon came to a stile. Was it worth while to go farther? He examined the doughy soil at the foot of the stile, and saw among the large sole-and-heel tracks an impression of a slighter kind from a boot that was obviously not local, for Winterborne knew all the cobblers' patterns in that district, because they were very few to know.
Giles Winterborne, senior, or his representative, should have the privilege of adding his own and his son's life to the life remaining on payment of a merely nominal sum; the concession being in consequence of the elder Winterborne's consent to demolish one of the houses and relinquish its site, which stood at an awkward corner of the lane and impeded the way.
She went dismally away to a bower of laurel at the top of the garden. Her father followed her. "It is that Giles Winterborne!" he said, with an upbraiding gaze at her. "No, it is not; though for that matter you encouraged him once," she said, troubled to the verge of despair. "It is not Giles, it is Mr. Fitzpiers." "You've had a tiff a lovers' tiff that's all, I suppose "It is some woman "
The weakest idler that passed could now set foot on marks formerly made in the upper forks by the shoes of adventurous climbers only; once inaccessible nests could be examined microscopically; and on swaying extremities where birds alone had perched, the by-standers sat down. As soon as it was broad daylight the doctor came, and Winterborne entered the house with him.
As they came up to the house, Grace's figure was distinctly visible, drawing the two white curtains together which were used here instead of blinds. "Why, there she is!" said Fitzpiers. "How does she come there?" "In the most natural way in the world. It is her home. Mr. Melbury is her father." "Oh, indeed indeed indeed! How comes he to have a daughter of that stamp?" Winterborne laughed coldly.
"She will run down through that opening much faster than she went up it, if she is like the rest of the girls." Fitzpiers did not require to be told twice. He went across to Winterborne and stood beside him.
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