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The noise of wheels at the front of the house became audible. Boldwood closed the box, stowed it away carefully in his pocket, and went out upon the landing. The old man who was his indoor factotum came at the same moment to the foot of the stairs. "They be coming, sir lots of 'em a-foot and a- driving!" "I was coming down this moment. Those wheels I heard is it Mrs. Troy?"
Yes-i'll tell you when you looked like it that night, a year and a half ago, when you came in so wildlike, and scolded us for making remarks about you and Mr. Troy." "Everybody will think that I am setting myself to captivate Mr. Boldwood, I suppose." she murmured. "At least they'll say so. Can't my hair be brushed down a little flatter?
In ten minutes he was back again, and made as if he were going to call upon Troy at the carrier's. But as he approached, some one opened the door and came out. He heard this person say " Good-night" to the inmates, and the voice was Troy's. "This was strange, coming so immediately after his arrival. Boldwood, however, hastened up to him.
"I shall have nothing to do with it," said Smallbury. "'Tis a ticklish business altogether. Why, he'll go on to her himself in a few minutes, ye'll see." "We don't know that he will. Come, Laban." "Very well, if I must I must, I suppose," Tall reluctantly answered. "What must I say?" "Just ask to see master." "Oh no; I shan't speak to Mr. Boldwood. If I tell anybody, 'twill be mistress."
In three minutes, without pause or modification, she had written a letter to Boldwood, at his address beyond Casterbridge, saying mildly but firmly that she had well considered the whole subject he had brought before her and kindly given her time to decide upon; that her final decision was that she could not marry him.
Boldwood went meditating down the slopes with his eyes on his boots, which the yellow pollen from the buttercups had bronzed in artistic gradations. A tribu- tary of the main stream flowed through the basin of the pool by an inlet and outlet at opposite points of its diameter.
Boldwood mistook his confusion: sensitive persons are always ready with their "Is it I?" in preference to objective reasoning. "The question was perfectly fair," he returned and there was something incongruous in the serious earnestness with which he applied himself to an argument on a valentine. "You know it is always expected that privy inquiries will be made: that's where the fun lies."
"I wouldn't he should know we heard what 'a said for the world." remarked a third. "I wish we had told of the report at once." the first uneasily continued. "More harm may come of this than we know of. Poor Mr. Boldwood, it will, be hard upon en. I wish Troy was in Well, God forgive me for such a wish! A scoundrel to play a poor wife such tricks.
Yes I'll tell you when you looked like it that night, a year and a half ago, when you came in so wildlike, and scolded us for making remarks about you and Mr. Troy." "Everybody will think that I am setting myself to captivate Mr. Boldwood, I suppose," she murmured. "At least they'll say so. Can't my hair be brushed down a little flatter?
He now started forward towards Troy. Troy turned to him and took up the bag. "Shall I tell her I have come to give her up and cannot marry her?" said the soldier, mockingly. "No, no; wait a minute. I want to say more to you more to you!" said Boldwood, in a hoarse whisper. "Now." said Troy," you see my dilemma.
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