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Updated: June 12, 2025
Perhaps I am a bad man the victim of my impulses led away to do what I ought to leave undone. I can't, however, marry them both. And I have two reasons for- choosing Fanny. First, I like her best upon the whole, and second, you make it worth my while." At the same instant Boldwood sprang upon him, and held him by the neck. Troy felt Boldwood's grasp slowly tightening.
Bathsheba's form, still in its original position, was now again distinct between their eyes and the light, which revealed that Boldwood had gone inside the room, and was sitting near her. Next came the question of the evening. Would Miss Everdene sing to them the song she always sang so charmingly " The Banks of Allan Water" before they went home?
However, one excellent result of her general apathy was the long-delayed installation of Oak as bailiff; but he having virtually exercised that function for a long time already, the change, beyond the substantial increase of wages it brought, was little more than a nominal one addressed to the outside world. Boldwood lived secluded and inactive.
"I don't think it is for you, sir." said the man, when he saw Boldwood's action. "Though there is no name I think it is for your shepherd." Boldwood looked then at the address To the New Shepherd, Weatherbury Farm, Near Casterbridge. "Oh what a mistake! it is not mine. Nor is it for my shepherd. It is for Miss Everdene's."
"I am never up to my elbows, Miss, in making a pudding but one of two things do happen either my nose must needs begin tickling, and I can't live without scratching it, or somebody knocks at the door. Here's Mr. Boldwood wanting to see you, Miss Everdene."
Boldwood aroused himself from the momentary mood of confidence into which he had drifted, and walked on again, resuming his usual reserve, "No, Gabriel." he resumed, with a carelessness which was like the smile on the countenance of a skull: "it was made more of by other people than ever it was by us.
"I wanted to ask you if the men made any observa- tions on my going behind the sedge with Mr. Boldwood yesterday?" "Yes, they did." said Gabriel. "You don't hold the shears right, miss I knew you wouldn't know the way hold like this." "Incline the edge so," he said. Hands and shears were inclined to suit the words, and held thus for a peculiarly long time by the in- structor as he spoke.
Anybody married or engaged, born or dead?" inquired the farmer, gaily. "Tell it to us, Tall. One would think from your looks and mysterious ways that it was something very dreadful indeed." "Oh no, sir, nobody is dead," said Tall. "I wish somebody was," said Samway, in a whisper. "What do you say, Samway?" asked Boldwood, somewhat sharply.
"I'm sure that all I know is that she arrived in the morning and died in the evening without further parley. What Oak and Mr. Boldwood told me was only these few words. 'Little Fanny Robin is dead, Joseph, Gabriel said, looking in my face in his steady old way.
"You have everything ready it seems that you calculated on my accepting them," said the sergeant, taking the packet. "I thought you might accept them," said Boldwood. "You've only my word that the programme shall be adhered to, whilst I at any rate have fifty pounds."
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