tomy
house
as
the
wife
and
daughter
I
once
treated
badly
,
and
banished
from
me
;
and
there
's
the
rub
o't
.
”
“
We
'll
go
away
at
once
.
I
only
came
to
see
—
”
“
No
,
no
,
Susan
;
you
are
not
to
go
—
you
mistake
me
!
”
he
said
with
kindly
severity
.
“
I
have
thought
of
this
plan
:
that
you
and
Elizabeth
take
a
cottage
in
the
town
as
the
widow
Mrs.
Newson
and
her
daughter
;
that
I
meet
you
,
court
you
,
and
marry
you
.
Elizabeth-Jane
coming
to
my
house
as
my
step-daughter
.
The
thing
is
so
natural
and
easy
that
it
is
half
done
in
thinking
o't
.
This
would
leave
my
shady
,
headstrong
,
disgraceful
life
as
a
young
man
absolutely
unopened
;
the
secret
would
be
yours
and
mine
only
;
and
I
should
have
the
pleasure
of
seeing
my
own
only
child
under
my
roof
,
as
well
as
my
wife
.
”
“
I
am
quite
in
your
hands
,
Michael
,
”
she
said
meekly
.
“
I
came
here
for
the
sake
of
Elizabeth
;
for
myself
,
if
you
tell
me
to
leave
again
to-morrow
morning
,
and
never
come
near
you
more
,
I
am
content
to
go
.
”
“
Now
,
now
;
we
do
n't
want
to
hear
that
,
”
said
Henchard
gently
.
“
Of
course
you
wo
n't
leave
again
.
Think
over
the
plan
I
have
proposed
for
a
few
hours
;
and
if
you
ca
n't
hit
upon
a
better
one
we
'll
adopt
it
.
I
have
to
be
away
for
a
day
or
two
on
business
,
unfortunately
;
but
during
that
time
you
can
get
lodgings
—
the
only
ones
in
the
town
fit
for
you
are
those
over
the
china-shop
in
High
Street
—
and
you
can
also
look
for
a
cottage
.
”
“
If
the
lodgings
are
in
High
Street
they
are
dear
,
I
suppose
?
”
“
Never
mind
—
you
MUST
start
genteel
if
our
plan
is
to
be
carried
out
.
Look
to
me
for
money
.
Have
you
enough
till
I
come
back
?
”
“
Quite
,
”
said
she
.
“
And
are
you
comfortable
at
the
inn
?
”
“
O
yes
.
”
“
And
the
girl
is
quite
safe
from
learning
the
shame
of
her
case
and
ours
?
—
that
's
what
makes
me
most
anxious
of
all
.
”
“
You
would
be
surprised
to
find
how
unlikely
she
is
to
dream
of
the
truth
.
How
could
she
ever
suppose
such
a
thing
?
”
“
True
!
”
“
I
like
the
idea
of
repeating
our
marriage
,
”
said
Mrs.
Henchard
,
after
a
pause
.
“
It
seems
the
only
right
course
,
after
all
this
.
Now
I
think
I
must
go
back
to
Elizabeth-Jane
,
and
tell
her
that
our
kinsman
,
Mr.
Henchard
,
kindly
wishes
us
to
stay
in
the
town
.
”
“
Very
well
—
arrange
that
yourself
.
I
'll
go
some
way
with
you
.
”
“
No
,
no.
Do
n't
run
any
risk
!
”
said
his
wife
anxiously
.
“
I
can
find
my
way
back
—
it
is
not
late
.
Please
let
me
go
alone
.
”
“
Right
,
”
said
Henchard
.
“
But
just
one
word
.
Do
you
forgive
me
,
Susan
?
”
She
murmured
something
;
but
seemed
to
find
it
difficult
to
frame
her
answer
.
“
Never
mind
—
all
in
good
time
,
”
said
he
.
“
Judge
me
by
my
future
works
—
good-bye
!
”
He
retreated
,
and
stood
at
the
upper
side
of
the
Amphitheatre
while
his
wife
passed
out
through
the
lower
way
,
and
descended
under
the
trees
to
the
town
.
Then
Henchard
himself
went
homeward
,
going
so
fast
that
by
the
time
he
reached
his
door
he
was
almost
upon
the
heels
of
the
unconscious
woman
from
whom
he
had
just
parted
.
He
watched
her
up
the
street
,
and
turned
into
his
house
.
12.
On
entering
his
own
door
after
watching
his
wife
out
of
sight
,
the
Mayor
walked
on
through
the
tunnel-shaped
passage
into
the
garden
,
and
thence
by
the
back
door
towards
the
stores
and
granaries
.
A
light
shone
from
the
office-window
,
and
there
being
no
blind
to
screen
the
interior
Henchard
could
see
Donald
Farfrae
still
seated
where
he
had
left
him
,
initiating
himself
into
the
managerial
work
of
the
house
by
overhauling
the
books
.
Henchard
entered
,
merely
observing
,
“
Do
n't
let
me
interrupt
you
,
if
ye
will
stay
so
late
.
”
He
stood
behind
Farfrae
's
chair
,
watching
his
dexterity
in
clearing
up
the
numerical
fogs
which
had
been
allowed
to
grow
so
thick
in
Henchard
's
books
as
almost
to
baffle
even
the
Scotchman
's
perspicacity
.
The
corn-factor
's
mien
was
half
admiring
,
and
yet
it
was
not
without
a
dash
of
pity
for
the
tastes
of
any
one
who
could
care
to
give
his
mind
to
such
finnikin
details
.
Henchard
himself
was
mentally
and
physically
unfit
for
grubbing
subtleties
from
soiled
paper
;
he
had
in
a
modern
sense
received
the
education
of
Achilles
,
and
found
penmanship
a
tantalizing
art
.
“
You
shall
do
no
more
to-night
,
”
he
said
at
length
,
spreading
his
great
hand
over
the
paper
.
“
There
's
time
enough
to-morrow
.
Come
indoors
with
me
and
have
some
supper
.
Now
you
shall
!
I
am
determined
o
n't
.
”
He
shut
the
account-books
with
friendly
force
.
Donald
had
wished
to
get
to
his
lodgings
;
but
he
already
saw
that
his
friend
and
employer
was
a
man
who
knew
no
moderation
in
his
requests
and
impulses
,
and
he
yielded
gracefully
.
He
liked
Henchard
's
warmth
,
even
if
it
inconvenienced
him
;
the
great
difference
in
their
characters
adding
to
the
liking
.
They
locked
up
the
office
,
and
the
young
man
followed
his
companion
through
the
private
little
door
which
,
admitting
directly
into
Henchard
's
garden
,
permitted
a
passage
from
the
utilitarian
to
the
beautiful
at
one
step
.
The
garden
was
silent
,
dewy
,
and
full
of
perfume
.
It
extended
a
long
way
back
from
the
house
,
first
as
lawn
and
flower-beds
,
then
as
fruit-garden
,
where
the
long-tied
espaliers
,
as
old
as
the
old
house
itself
,
had
grown
so
stout
,
and
cramped
,
and
gnarled
that
they
had
pulled
their
stakes
out
of
the
ground
and
stood
distorted
and
writhing
in
vegetable
agony
,
like
leafy
Laocoons
.
The
flowers
which
smelt
so
sweetly
were
not
discernible
;
and
they
passed
through
them
into
the
house
.
The
hospitalities
of
the
morning
were
repeated
,
and
when
they
were
over
Henchard
said
,
“
Pull
your
chair
round
to
the
fireplace
,
my
dear
fellow
,
and
let
's
make
a
blaze
—
there
's
nothing
I
hate
like
a
black
grate
,
even
in
September
.
”
He
applied
a
light
to
the
laid-in
fuel
,
and
a
cheerful
radiance
spread
around
.
“
It
is
odd
,
”
said
Henchard
,
“
that
two
men
should
meet
as
we
have
done
on
a
purely
business
ground
,
and
that
at
the
end
of
the
first
day
I
should
wish
to
speak
to
'
ee
on
a
family
matter
.
But
,
damn
it
all
,
I
am
a
lonely
man
,
Farfrae
:
I
have
nobody
else
to
speak
to
;
and
why
should
n't
I
tell
it
to
'
ee
?
”
“
I
'll
be
glad
to
hear
it
,
if
I
can
be
of
any
service
,
”
said
Donald
,
allowing
his
eyes
to
travel
over
the
intricate
wood-carvings
of
the
chimney-piece
,
representing
garlanded
lyres
,
shields
,
and
quivers
,
on
either
side
of
a
draped
ox-skull
,
and
flanked
by
heads
of
Apollo
and
Diana
in
low
relief
.
“
I
've
not
been
always
what
I
am
now
,
”
continued
Henchard
,
his
firm
deep
voice
being
ever
so
little
shaken
.
He
was
plainly
under
that
strange
influence
which
sometimes
prompts
men
to
confide
to
the
new-found
friend
what
they
will
not
tell
to
the
old
.
“
I
began
life
as
a
working
hay-trusser
,
and
when
I
was
eighteen
I
married
on
the
strength
o
'
my
calling
.
Would
you
think
me
a
married
man
?
”
“
I
heard
in
the
town
that
you
were
a
widower
.
”
“
Ah
,
yes
—
you
would
naturally
have
heard
that
.
Well
,
I
lost
my
wife
nineteen
years
ago
or
so
—
by
my
own
fault
...
.This
is
how
it
came
about
.
One
summer
evening
I
was
travelling
for
employment
,
and
she
was
walking
at
my
side
,
carrying
the
baby
,
our
only
child
.
We
came
to
a
booth
in
a
country
fair
.
I
was
a
drinking
man
at
that
time
.
”
Henchard
paused
a
moment
,
threw
himself
back
so
that
his
elbow
rested
on
the
table
,
his
forehead
being
shaded
by
his
hand
,
which
,
however
,
did
not
hide
the
marks
of
introspective
inflexibility
on
his
features
as
he
narrated
in
fullest
detail
the
incidents
of
the
transaction
with
the
sailor
.
The
tinge
of
indifference
which
had
at
first
been
visible
in
the
Scotchman
now
disappeared
.
Henchard
went
on
to
describe
his
attempts
to
find
his
wife
;
the
oath
he
swore
;
the
solitary
life
he
led
during
the
years
which
followed
.
“
I
have
kept
my
oath
for
nineteen
years
,
”
he
went
on
;
“
I
have
risen
to
what
you
see
me
now
.
”
“
Ay
!
”
“
Well
—
no
wife
could
I
hear
of
in
all
that
time
;
and
being
by
nature
something
of
a
woman-hater
,
I
have
found
it
no
hardship
to
keep
mostly
at
a
distance
from
the
sex
.
No
wife
could
I
hear
of
,
I
say
,
till
this
very
day
.
And
now
—
she
has
come
back
.
”
“
Come
back
,
has
she
!
”
“
This
morning
—
this
very
morning
.
And
what
's
to
be
done
?
”
“
Can
ye
no
'
take
her
and
live
with
her
,
and
make
some
amends
?
”
“
That
's
what
I
've
planned
and
proposed
.
But
,
Farfrae
,
”
said
Henchard
gloomily
,
“
by
doing
right
with
Susan
I
wrong
another
innocent
woman
.
”
“
Ye
do
n't
say
that
?
”
“
In
the
nature
of
things
,
Farfrae
,
it
is
almost
impossible
that
a
man
of
my
sort
should
have
the
good
fortune
to
tide
through
twenty
years
o
'
life
without
making
more
blunders
than
one
.
It
has
been
my
custom
for
many
years
to
run
across
to
Jersey
in
the
the
way
of
business
,
particularly
in
the
potato
and
root
season
.
I
do
a
large
trade
wi
'
them
in
that
line
.
Well
,
one
autumn
when
stopping
there
I
fell
quite
ill
,
and
in
my
illness
I
sank
into
one
of
those
gloomy
fits
I
sometimes
suffer
from
,
on
account
o
'
the
loneliness
of
my
domestic
life
,
when
the
world
seems
to
have
the
blackness
of
hell
,
and
,
like
Job
,
I
could
curse
the
day
that
gave
me
birth
.
”
“
Ah
,
now
,
I
never
feel
like
it
,
”
said
Farfrae
.
“
Then
pray
to
God
that
you
never
may
,
young
man
.
While
in
this
state
I
was
taken
pity
on
by
a
woman
—
a
young
lady
I
should
call
her
,
for
she
was
of
good
family
,
well
bred
,
and
well
educated
—
the
daughter
of
some
harum-scarum
military
officer
who
had
got
into
difficulties
,
and
had
his
pay
sequestrated
.
He
was
dead
now
,
and
her
mother
too
,
and
she
was
as
lonely
as
I
.
This
young
creature
was
staying
at
the
boarding-house
where
I
happened
to
have
my
lodging
;
and
when
I
was
pulled
down
she
took
upon
herself
to
nurse
me
.
From
that
she
got
to
have
a
foolish
liking
for
me
.
Heaven
knows
why
,
for
I
was
n't
worth
it
.
But
being
together
in
the
same
house
,
and
her
feeling
warm
,
we
got
naturally
intimate
.
I
wo
n't
go
into
particulars
of
what
our
relations
were
.
It
is
enough
to
say
that
we
honestly
meant
to
marry
.
There
arose
a
scandal
,
which
did
me
no
harm
,
but
was
of
course
ruin
to
her
.
Though
,
Farfrae
,
between
you
and
me
,
as
man
and
man
,
I
solemnly
declare
that
philandering
with
womankind
has
neither
been
my
vice
nor
my
virtue
.
She
was
terribly
careless
of
appearances
,
and
I
was
perhaps
more
,
because
o
'
my
dreary
state
;
and
it
was
through
this
that
the
scandal
arose
.
At
last
I
was
well
,
and
came
away
.
When
I
was
gone
she
suffered
much
on
my
account
,
and
did
n't
forget
to
tell
me
so
in
letters
one
after
another
;
till
latterly
,
I
felt
I
owed
her
something
,
and
thought
that
,
as
I
had
not
heard
of
Susan
for
so
long
,
I
would
make
this
other
one
the
only
return
I
could
make
,
and
ask
her
if
she
would
run
the
risk
of
Susan
being
alive
(
very
slight
as
I
believed
)
and
marry
me
,
such
as
I
was
.
She
jumped
for
joy
,
and
we
should
no
doubt
soon
have
been
married
—
but
,
behold
,
Susan
appears
!
”
Donald
showed
his
deep
concern
at
a
complication
so
far
beyond
the
degree
of
his
simple
experiences
.
“
Now
see
what
injury
a
man
may
cause
around
him
!
Even
after
that
wrong-doing
at
the
fair
when
I
was
young
,
if
I
had
never
been
so
selfish
as
to
let
this
giddy
girl
devote
herself
to
me
over
at
Jersey
,
to
the
injury
of
her
name
,
all
might
now
be
well
.
Yet
,
as
it
stands
,
I
must
bitterly
disappoint
one
of
these
women
;
and
it
is
the
second
.
My
first
duty
is
to
Susan
—
there
's
no
doubt
about
that
.
”
“
They
are
both
in
a
very
melancholy
position
,
and
that
's
true
!
”
murmured
Donald
.
“
They
are
!
For
myself
I
do
n't
care
—
'
twill
all
end
one
way
.
But
these
two
.
”
Henchard
paused
in
reverie
.
“
I
feel
I
should
like
to
treat
the
second
,
no
less
than
the
first
,
as
kindly
as
a
man
can
in
such
a
case
.
”
“
Ah
,
well
,
it
cannet
be
helped
!
”
said
the
other
,
with
philosophic
woefulness
.
“
You
mun
write
to
the
young
lady
,
and
in
your
letter
you
must
put
it
plain
and
honest
that
it
turns
out
she
cannet
be
your
wife
,
the
first
having
come
back
;
that
ye
cannet
see
her
more
;
and
that
—
ye
wish
her
weel
.
”
“
That
wo
n't
do
.
'
Od
seize
it
,
I
must
do
a
little
more
than
that
!
I
must
—
though
she
did
always
brag
about
her
rich
uncle
or
rich
aunt
,
and
her
expectations
from
'
em
—
I
must
send
a
useful
sum
of
money
to
her
,
I
suppose
—
just
as
a
little
recompense
,
poor
girl
...
.Now
,
will
you
help
me
in
this
,
and
draw
up
an
explanation
to
her
of
all
I
've
told
ye
,
breaking
it
as
gently
as
you
can
?
I
'm
so
bad
at
letters
.
”
“
And
I
will
.
”
“
Now
,
I
have
n't
told
you
quite
all
yet
.
My
wife
Susan
has
my
daughter
with
her
—
the
baby
that
was
in
her
arms
at
the
fair
;
and
this
girl
knows
nothing
of
me
beyond
that
I
am
some
sort
of
relation
by
marriage
.
She
has
grown
up
in
the
belief
that
the
sailor
to
whom
I
made
over
her
mother
,
and
who
is
now
dead
,
was
her
father
,
and
her
mother
's
husband
.
What
her
mother
has
always
felt
,
she
and
I
together
feel
now
—
that
we
ca
n't
proclaim
our
disgrace
to
the
girl
by
letting
her
know
the
truth
.
Now
what
would
you
do
?
—
I
want
your
advice
.
”
“
I
think
I
'd
run
the
risk
,
and
tell
her
the
truth
.
She
'll
forgive
ye
both
.
”
“
Never
!
”
said
Henchard
.
“
I
am
not
going
to
let
her
know
the
truth
.
Her
mother
and
I
be
going
to
marry
again
;
and
it
will
not
only
help
us
to
keep
our
child
's
respect
,
but
it
will
be
more
proper
.
Susan
looks
upon
herself
as
the
sailor
's
widow
,
and
wo
n't
think
o
'
living
with
me
as
formerly
without
another
religious
ceremony
—
and
she
's
right
.
”
Farfrae
thereupon
said
no
more
.
The
letter
to
the
young
Jersey
woman
was
carefully
framed
by
him
,
and
the
interview
ended
,
Henchard
saying
,
as
the
Scotchman
left
,
“
I
feel
it
a
great
relief
,
Farfrae
,
to
tell
some
friend
o
'
this
!
You
see
now
that
the
Mayor
of
Casterbridge
is
not
so
thriving
in
his
mind
as
it
seems
he
might
be
from
the
state
of
his
pocket
.
”
“
I
do
.
And
I
'm
sorry
for
ye
!
”
said
Farfrae
.
When
he
was
gone
Henchard
copied
the
letter
,
and
,
enclosing
a
cheque
,
took
it
to
the
post-office
,
from
which
he
walked
back
thoughtfully
.
“
Can
it
be
that
it
will
go
off
so
easily
!
”
he
said
.
“
Poor
thing
—
God
knows
!
Now
then
,
to
make
amends
to
Susan
!
”
13.
The
cottage
which
Michael
Henchard
hired
for
his
wife
Susan
under
her
name
of
Newson
—
in
pursuance
of
their
plan
—
was
in
the
upper
or
western
part
of
the
town
,
near
the
Roman
wall
,
and
the
avenue
which
overshadowed
it
.
The
evening
sun
seemed
to
shine
more
yellowly
there
than
anywhere
else
this
autumn
—
stretching
its
rays
,
as
the
hours
grew
later
,
under
the
lowest
sycamore
boughs
,
and
steeping
the
ground-floor
of
the
dwelling
,
with
its
green
shutters
,
in
a
substratum
of
radiance
which
the
foliage
screened
from
the
upper
parts
.
Beneath
these
sycamores
on
the
town
walls
could
be
seen
from
the
sitting-room
the
tumuli
and
earth
forts
of
the
distant
uplands
;
making
it
altogether
a
pleasant
spot
,
with
the
usual
touch
of
melancholy
that
a
past-marked
prospect
lends
.
As
soon
as
the
mother
and
daughter
were
comfortably
installed
,
with
a
white-aproned
servant
and
all
complete
,
Henchard
paid
them
a
visit
,
and
remained
to
tea
.
During
the
entertainment
Elizabeth
was
carefully
hoodwinked
by
the
very
general
tone
of
the
conversation
that
prevailed
—
a
proceeding
which
seemed
to
afford
some
humour
to
Henchard
,
though
his
wife
was
not
particularly
happy
in
it
.
The
visit
was
repeated
again
and
again
with
business-like
determination
by
the
Mayor
,
who
seemed
to
have
schooled
himself
into
a
course
of
strict
mechanical
rightness
towards
this
woman
of
prior
claim
,
at
any
expense
to
the
later
one
and
to
his
own
sentiments
.
One
afternoon
the
daughter
was
not
indoors
when
Henchard
came
,
and
he
said
drily
,
“
This
is
a
very
good
opportunity
for
me
to
ask
you
to
name
the
happy
day
,
Susan
.
”
The
poor
woman
smiled
faintly
;
she
did
not
enjoy
pleasantries
on
a
situation
into
which
she
had
entered
solely
for
the
sake
of
her
girl
's
reputation
.
She
liked
them
so
little
,
indeed
,
that
there
was
room
for
wonder
why
she
had
countenanced
deception
at
all
,
and
had
not
bravely
let
the
girl
know
her
history
.
But
the
flesh
is
weak
;
and
the
true
explanation
came
in
due
course
.
“
O
Michael
!
”
she
said
,
“
I
am
afraid
all
this
is
taking
up
your
time
and
giving
trouble
—
when
I
did
not
expect
any
such
thing
!
”
And
she
looked
at
him
and
at
his
dress
as
a
man
of
affluence
,
and
at
the
furniture
he
had
provided
for
the
room
—
ornate
and
lavish
to
her
eyes
.
“
Not
at
all
,
”
said
Henchard
,
in
rough
benignity
.
“
This
is
only
a
cottage
—
it
costs
me
next
to
nothing
.
And
as
to
taking
up
my
time
”
—
here
his
red
and
black
visage
kindled
with
satisfaction
—
“
I
've
a
splendid
fellow
to
superintend
my
business
now
—
a
man
whose
like
I
've
never
been
able
to
lay
hands
on
before
.
I
shall
soon
be
able
to
leave
everything
to
him
,
and
have
more
time
to
call
my
own
than
I
've
had
for
these
last
twenty
years
.
”
Henchard
's
visits
here
grew
so
frequent
and
so
regular
that
it
soon
became
whispered
,
and
then
openly
discussed
in
Casterbridge
that
the
masterful
,
coercive
Mayor
of
the
town
was
raptured
and
enervated
by
the
genteel
widow
Mrs.
Newson
.
His
well-known
haughty
indifference
to
the
society
of
womankind
,
his
silent
avoidance
of
converse
with
the
sex
,
contributed
a
piquancy
to
what
would
otherwise
have
been
an
unromantic
matter
enough
.
That
such
a
poor
fragile
woman
should
be
his
choice
was
inexplicable
,
except
on
the
ground
that
the
engagement
was
a
family
affair
in
which
sentimental
passion
had
no
place
;
for
it
was
known
that
they
were
related
in
some
way
.
Mrs.
Henchard
was
so
pale
that
the
boys
called
her
“
The
Ghost
.
”
Sometimes
Henchard
overheard
this
epithet
when
they
passed
together
along
the
Walks
—
as
the
avenues
on
the
walls
were
named
—
at
which
his
face
would
darken
with
an
expression
of
destructiveness
towards
the
speakers
ominous
to
see
;
but
he
said
nothing
.
He
pressed
on
the
preparations
for
his
union
,
or
rather
reunion
,
with
this
pale
creature
in
a
dogged
,
unflinching
spirit
which
did
credit
to
his
conscientiousness
.
Nobody
would
have
conceived
from
his
outward
demeanour
that
there
was
no
amatory
fire
or
pulse
of
romance
acting
as
stimulant
to
the
bustle
going
on
in
his
gaunt
,
great
house
;
nothing
but
three
large
resolves
—
one
,
to
make
amends
to
his
neglected
Susan
,
another
,
to
provide
a
comfortable
home
for
Elizabeth-Jane
under
his
paternal
eye
;
and
a
third
,
to
castigate
himself
with
the
thorns
which
these
restitutory
acts
brought
in
their
train
;
among
them
the
lowering
of
his
dignity
in
public
opinion
by
marrying
so
comparatively
humble
a
woman
.
Susan
Henchard
entered
a
carriage
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
when
she
stepped
into
the
plain
brougham
which
drew
up
at
the
door
on
the
wedding-day
to
take
her
and
Elizabeth-Jane
to
church
.
It
was
a
windless
morning
of
warm
November
rain
,
which
floated
down
like
meal
,
and
lay
in
a
powdery
form
on
the
nap
of
hats
and
coats
.
Few
people
had
gathered
round
the
church
door
though
they
were
well
packed
within
.
The
Scotchman
,
who
assisted
as
groomsman
,
was
of
course
the
only
one
present
,
beyond
the
chief
actors
,
who
knew
the
true
situation
of
the
contracting
parties
.
He
,
however
,
was
too
inexperienced
,
too
thoughtful
,
too
judicial
,
too
strongly
conscious
of
the
serious
side
of
the
business
,
to
enter
into
the
scene
in
its
dramatic
aspect
.
That
required
the
special
genius
of
Christopher
Coney
,
Solomon
Longways
,
Buzzford
,
and
their
fellows
.
But
they
knew
nothing
of
the
secret
;
though
,
as
the
time
for
coming
out
of
church
drew
on
,
they
gathered
on
the
pavement
adjoining
,
and
expounded
the
subject
according
to
their
lights
.
“
'
Tis
five-and-forty
years
since
I
had
my
settlement
in
this
here
town
,
”
said
Coney
;
“
but
daze
me
if
I
ever
see
a
man
wait
so
long
before
to
take
so
little
!
There
's
a
chance
even
for
thee
after
this
,
Nance
Mockridge
.
”
The
remark
was
addressed
to
a
woman
who
stood
behind
his
shoulder
—
the
same
who
had
exhibited
Henchard
's
bad
bread
in
public
when
Elizabeth
and
her
mother
entered
Casterbridge
.
“
Be
cust
if
I
'd
marry
any
such
as
he
,
or
thee
either
,
”
replied
that
lady
.
“
As
for
thee
,
Christopher
,
we
know
what
ye
be
,
and
the
less
said
the
better
.
And
as
for
he
—
well
,
there
—
(
lowering
her
voice
)
'
tis
said
'
a
was
a
poor
parish
'
prentice
—
I
would
n't
say
it
for
all
the
world
—
but
'
a
was
a
poor
parish
'
prentice
,
that
began
life
wi
'
no
more
belonging
to
'
en
than
a
carrion
crow
.
”
“
And
now
he
's
worth
ever
so
much
a
minute
,
”
murmured
Longways
.
“
When
a
man
is
said
to
be
worth
so
much
a
minute
,
he
's
a
man
to
be
considered
!
”
Turning
,
he
saw
a
circular
disc
reticulated
with
creases
,
and
recognized
the
smiling
countenance
of
the
fat
woman
who
had
asked
for
another
song
at
the
Three
Mariners
.
“
Well
,
Mother
Cuxsom
,
”
he
said
,
“
how
's
this
?
Here
's
Mrs.
Newson
,
a
mere
skellinton
,
has
got
another
husband
to
keep
her
,
while
a
woman
of
your
tonnage
have
not
.
”
“
I
have
not
.
Nor
another
to
beat
me
...
.Ah
,
yes
,
Cuxsom
's
gone
,
and
so
shall
leather
breeches
!
”
“
Yes
;
with
the
blessing
of
God
leather
breeches
shall
go
.
”
“
'
Tis
n't
worth
my
old
while
to
think
of
another
husband
,
”
continued
Mrs.
Cuxsom
.
“
And
yet
I
'll
lay
my
life
I
'm
as
respectable
born
as
she
.
”
“
True
;
your
mother
was
a
very
good
woman
—
I
can
mind
her
.
She
were
rewarded
by
the
Agricultural
Society
for
having
begot
the
greatest
number
of
healthy
children
without
parish
assistance
,
and
other
virtuous
marvels
.
”
“
'
Twas
that
that
kept
us
so
low
upon
ground
—
that
great
hungry
family
.
”
“
Ay
.
Where
the
pigs
be
many
the
wash
runs
thin
.
”
“
And
dost
n't
mind
how
mother
would
sing
,
Christopher
?
”
continued
Mrs.
Cuxsom
,
kindling
at
the
retrospection
;
“
and
how
we
went
with
her
to
the
party
at
Mellstock
,
do
ye
mind
?
—
at
old
Dame
Ledlow
's
,
farmer
Shinar
's
aunt
,
do
ye
mind
?
—
she
we
used
to
call
Toad-skin
,
because
her
face
were
so
yaller
and
freckled
,
do
ye
mind
?
”
“
I
do
,
hee-hee
,
I
do
!
”
said
Christopher
Coney
.
“
And
well
do
I
—
for
I
was
getting
up
husband-high
at
that
time
—
one-half
girl
,
and
t'other
half
woman
,
as
one
may
say
.
And
canst
mind
”
—
she
prodded
Solomon
's
shoulder
with
her
finger-tip
,
while
her
eyes
twinkled
between
the
crevices
of
their
lids
—
“
canst
mind
the
sherry-wine
,
and
the
zilver-snuffers
,
and
how
Joan
Dummett
was
took
bad
when
we
were
coming
home
,
and
Jack
Griggs
was
forced
to
carry
her
through
the
mud
;
and
how
'
a
let
her
fall
in
Dairyman
Sweet-apple
's
cow-barton
,
and
we
had
to
clane
her
gown
wi
'
grass
—
never
such
a
mess
as
a
'
were
in
?
”
“
Ay
—
that
I
do
—
hee-hee
,
such
doggery
as
there
was
in
them
ancient
days
,
to
be
sure
!
Ah
,
the
miles
I
used
to
walk
then
;
and
now
I
can
hardly
step
over
a
furrow
!
”
Their
reminiscences
were
cut
short
by
the
appearance
of
the
reunited
pair
—
Henchard
looking
round
upon
the
idlers
with
that
ambiguous
gaze
of
his
,
which
at
one
moment
seemed
to
mean
satisfaction
,
and
at
another
fiery
disdain
.
“
Well
—
there
's
a
difference
between
'
em
,
though
he
do
call
himself
a
teetotaller
,
”
said
Nance
Mockridge
.
“
She
'll
wish
her
cake
dough
afore
she
's
done
of
him
.
There
's
a
blue-beardy
look
about
'
en
;
and
'
twill
out
in
time
.
”
“
Stuff
—
he
's
well
enough
!
Some
folk
want
their
luck
buttered
.
If
I
had
a
choice
as
wide
as
the
ocean
sea
I
would
n't
wish
for
a
better
man
.
A
poor
twanking
woman
like
her
—
'
tis
a
godsend
for
her
,
and
hardly
a
pair
of
jumps
or
night-rail
to
her
name
.
”
The
plain
little
brougham
drove
off
in
the
mist
,
and
the
idlers
dispersed
.
“
Well
,
we
hardly
know
how
to
look
at
things
in
these
times
!
”
said
Solomon
.
“
There
was
a
man
dropped
down
dead
yesterday
,
not
so
very
many
miles
from
here
;
and
what
wi
'
that
,
and
this
moist
weather
,
'
tis
scarce
worth
one
's
while
to
begin
any
work
o
'
consequence
to-day
.
I
'm
in
such
a
low
key
with
drinking
nothing
but
small
table
ninepenny
this
last
week
or
two
that
I
shall
call
and
warm
up
at
the
Mar'ners
as
I
pass
along
.
”
“
I
do
n't
know
but
that
I
may
as
well
go
with
'
ee
,
Solomon
,
”
said
Christopher
;
“
I
'm
as
clammy
as
a
cockle-snail
.
”
14.
A
Martinmas
summer
of
Mrs.
Henchard
's
life
set
in
with
her
entry
into
her
husband
's
large
house
and
respectable
social
orbit
;
and
it
was
as
bright
as
such
summers
well
can
be
.
Lest
she
should
pine
for
deeper
affection
than
he
could
give
he
made
a
point
of
showing
some
semblance
of
it
in
external
action
.
Among
other
things
he
had
the
iron
railings
,
that
had
smiled
sadly
in
dull
rust
for
the
last
eighty
years
,
painted
a
bright
green
,
and
the
heavy-barred
,
small-paned
Georgian
sash
windows
enlivened
with
three
coats
of
white
.
He
was
as
kind
to
her
as
a
man
,
mayor
,
and
churchwarden
could
possibly
be
.
The
house
was
large
,
the
rooms
lofty
,
and
the
landings
wide
;
and
the
two
unassuming
women
scarcely
made
a
perceptible
addition
to
its
contents
.
To
Elizabeth-Jane
the
time
was
a
most
triumphant
one
.
The
freedom
she
experienced
,
the
indulgence
with
which
she
was
treated
,
went
beyond
her
expectations
.
The
reposeful
,
easy
,
affluent
life
to
which
her
mother
's
marriage
had
introduced
her
was
,
in
truth
,
the
beginning
of
a
great
change
in
Elizabeth
.
She
found
she
could
have
nice
personal
possessions
and
ornaments
for
the
asking
,
and
,
as
the
mediaeval
saying
puts
it
,
“
Take
,
have
,
and
keep
,
are
pleasant
words
.
”
With
peace
of
mind
came
development
,
and
with
development
beauty
.
Knowledge
—
the
result
of
great
natural
insight
—
she
did
not
lack
;
learning
,
accomplishment
—
those
,
alas
,
she
had
not
;
but
as
the
winter
and
spring
passed
by
her
thin
face
and
figure
filled
out
in
rounder
and
softer
curves
;
the
lines
and
contractions
upon
her
young
brow
went
away
;
the
muddiness
of
skin
which
she
had
looked
upon
as
her
lot
by
nature
departed
with
a
change
to
abundance
of
good
things
,
and
a
bloom
came
upon
her
cheek
.
Perhaps
,
too
,
her
grey
,
thoughtful
eyes
revealed
an
arch
gaiety
sometimes
;
but
this
was
infrequent
;
the
sort
of
wisdom
which
looked
from
their
pupils
did
not
readily
keep
company
with
these
lighter
moods
.
Like
all
people
who
have
known
rough
times
,
light-heartedness
seemed
to
her
too
irrational
and
inconsequent
to
be
indulged
in
except
as
a
reckless
dram
now
and
then
;
for
she
had
been
too
early
habituated
to
anxious
reasoning
to
drop
the
habit
suddenly
.
She
felt
none
of
those
ups
and
downs
of
spirit
which
beset
so
many
people
without
cause
;
never
—
to
paraphrase
a
recent
poet
—
never
a
gloom
in
Elizabeth-Jane
's
soul
but
she
well
knew
how
it
came
there
;
and
her
present
cheerfulness
was
fairly
proportionate
to
her
solid
guarantees
for
the
same
.
It
might
have
been
supposed
that
,
given
a
girl
rapidly
becoming
good-looking
,
comfortably
circumstanced
,
and
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
commanding
ready
money
,
she
would
go
and
make
a
fool
of
herself
by
dress
.
But
no.
The
reasonableness
of
almost
everything
that
Elizabeth
did
was
nowhere
more
conspicuous
than
in
this
question
of
clothes
.
To
keep
in
the
rear
of
opportunity
in
matters
of
indulgence
is
as
valuable
a
habit
as
to
keep
abreast
of
opportunity
in
matters
of
enterprise
.
This
unsophisticated
girl
did
it
by
an
innate
perceptiveness
that
was
almost
genius
.
Thus
she
refrained
from
bursting
out
like
a
water-flower
that
spring
,
and
clothing
herself
in
puffings
and
knick-knacks
,
as
most
of
the
Casterbridge
girls
would
have
done
in
her
circumstances
.
Her
triumph
was
tempered
by
circumspection
,
she
had
still
that
field-mouse
fear
of
the
coulter
of
destiny
despite
fair
promise
,
which
is
common
among
the
thoughtful
who
have
suffered
early
from
poverty
and
oppression
.
“
I
wo
n't
be
too
gay
on
any
account
,
”
she
would
say
to
herself
.
“
It
would
be
tempting
Providence
to
hurl
mother
and
me
down
,
and
afflict
us
again
as
He
used
to
do
.
”
We
now
see
her
in
a
black
silk
bonnet
,
velvet
mantle
or
silk
spencer
,
dark
dress
,
and
carrying
a
sunshade
.
In
this
latter
article
she
drew
the
line
at
fringe
,
and
had
it
plain
edged
,
with
a
little
ivory
ring
for
keeping
it
closed
.
It
was
odd
about
the
necessity
for
that
sunshade
.
She
discovered
that
with
the
clarification
of
her
complexion
and
the
birth
of
pink
cheeks
her
skin
had
grown
more
sensitive
to
the
sun
's
rays
.
She
protected
those
cheeks
forthwith
,
deeming
spotlessness
part
of
womanliness
.
Henchard
had
become
very
fond
of
her
,
and
she
went
out
with
him
more
frequently
than
with
her
mother
now
.
Her
appearance
one
day
was
so
attractive
that
he
looked
at
her
critically
.
“
I
happened
to
have
the
ribbon
by
me
,
so
I
made
it
up
,
”
she
faltered
,
thinking
him
perhaps
dissatisfied
with
some
rather
bright
trimming
she
had
donned
for
the
first
time
.
“
Ay
—
of
course
—
to
be
sure
,
”
he
replied
in
his
leonine
way
.
“
Do
as
you
like
—
or
rather
as
your
mother
advises
ye
.
'
Od
send
—
I
've
nothing
to
say
to't
!
”
Indoors
she
appeared
with
her
hair
divided
by
a
parting
that
arched
like
a
white
rainbow
from
ear
to
ear
.
All
in
front
of
this
line
was
covered
with
a
thick
encampment
of
curls
;
all
behind
was
dressed
smoothly
,
and
drawn
to
a
knob
.
The
three
members
of
the
family
were
sitting
at
breakfast
one
day
,
and
Henchard
was
looking
silently
,
as
he
often
did
,
at
this
head
of
hair
,
which
in
colour
was
brown
—
rather
light
than
dark
.
“
I
thought
Elizabeth-Jane
's
hair
—
did
n't
you
tell
me
that
Elizabeth-Jane
's
hair
promised
to
be
black
when
she
was
a
baby
?
”
he
said
to
his
wife
.
She
looked
startled
,
jerked
his
foot
warningly
,
and
murmured
,
“
Did
I
?
”
As
soon
as
Elizabeth
was
gone
to
her
own
room
Henchard
resumed
.
“
Begad
,
I
nearly
forgot
myself
just
now
!
What
I
meant
was
that
the
girl
's
hair
certainly
looked
as
if
it
would
be
darker
,
when
she
was
a
baby
.
”
“
It
did
;
but
they
alter
so
,
”
replied
Susan
.
“
Their
hair
gets
darker
,
I
know
—
but
I
was
n't
aware
it
lightened
ever
?
”
“
O
yes
.
”
And
the
same
uneasy
expression
came
out
on
her
face
,
to
which
the
future
held
the
key
.
It
passed
as
Henchard
went
on
:
“
Well
,
so
much
the
better
.
Now
Susan
,
I
want
to
have
her
called
Miss
Henchard
—
not
Miss
Newson
.
Lots
o
'
people
do
it
already
in
carelessness
—
it
is
her
legal
name
—
so
it
may
as
well
be
made
her
usual
name
—
I
do
n't
like
t'other
name
at
all
for
my
own
flesh
and
blood
.
I
'll
advertise
it
in
the
Casterbridge
paper
—
that
's
the
way
they
do
it
.
She
wo
n't
object
.
”
“
No.
O
no.
But
—
”
“
Well
,
then
,
I
shall
do
it
,
”
he
said
,
peremptorily
.
“
Surely
,
if
she
's
willing
,
you
must
wish
it
as
much
as
I
?
”
“
O
yes
—
if
she
agrees
let
us
do
it
by
all
means
,
”
she
replied
.
Then
Mrs.
Henchard
acted
somewhat
inconsistently
;
it
might
have
been
called
falsely
,
but
that
her
manner
was
emotional
and
full
of
the
earnestness
of
one
who
wishes
to
do
right
at
great
hazard
.
She
went
to
Elizabeth-Jane
,
whom
she
found
sewing
in
her
own
sitting-room
upstairs
,
and
told
her
what
had
been
proposed
about
her
surname
.
“
Can
you
agree
—
is
it
not
a
slight
upon
Newson
—
now
he
's
dead
and
gone
?
”
Elizabeth
reflected
.
“
I
'll
think
of
it
,
mother
,
”
she
answered
.
When
,
later
in
the
day
,
she
saw
Henchard
,
she
adverted
to
the
matter
at
once
,
in
a
way
which
showed
that
the
line
of
feeling
started
by
her
mother
had
been
persevered
in
.
“
Do
you
wish
this
change
so
very
much
,
sir
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Wish
it
?
Why
,
my
blessed
fathers
,
what
an
ado
you
women
make
about
a
trifle
!
I
proposed
it
—
that
's
all
.
Now
,
'
Lizabeth-Jane
,
just
please
yourself
.
Curse
me
if
I
care
what
you
do
.
Now
,
you
understand
,
do
n't
'
ee
go
agreeing
to
it
to
please
me
.
”
Here
the
subject
dropped
,
and
nothing
more
was
said
,
and
nothing
was
done
,
and
Elizabeth
still
passed
as
Miss
Newson
,
and
not
by
her
legal
name
.
Meanwhile
the
great
corn
and
hay
traffic
conducted
by
Henchard
throve
under
the
management
of
Donald
Farfrae
as
it
had
never
thriven
before
.
It
had
formerly
moved
in
jolts
;
now
it
went
on
oiled
casters
.
The
old
crude
viva
voce
system
of
Henchard
,
in
which
everything
depended
upon
his
memory
,
and
bargains
were
made
by
the
tongue
alone
,
was
swept
away
.
Letters
and
ledgers
took
the
place
of
“
I
'll
do't
,
”
and
“
you
shall
hae't
”
;
and
,
as
in
all
such
cases
of
advance
,
the
rugged
picturesqueness
of
the
old
method
disappeared
with
its
inconveniences
.
The
position
of
Elizabeth-Jane
's
room
—
rather
high
in
the
house
,
so
that
it
commanded
a
view
of
the
hay-stores
and
granaries
across
the
garden
—
afforded
her
opportunity
for
accurate
observation
of
what
went
on
there
.
She
saw
that
Donald
and
Mr.
Henchard
were
inseparables
.
When
walking
together
Henchard
would
lay
his
arm
familiarly
on
his
manager
's
shoulder
,
as
if
Farfrae
were
a
younger
brother
,
bearing
so
heavily
that
his
slight
frame
bent
under
the
weight
.
Occasionally
she
would
hear
a
perfect
cannonade
of
laughter
from
Henchard
,
arising
from
something
Donald
had
said
,
the
latter
looking
quite
innocent
and
not
laughing
at
all
.
In
Henchard
's
somewhat
lonely
life
he
evidently
found
the
young
man
as
desirable
for
comradeship
as
he
was
useful
for
consultations
.
Donald
's
brightness
of
intellect
maintained
in
the
corn-factor
the
admiration
it
had
won
at
the
first
hour
of
their
meeting
.
The
poor
opinion
,
and
but
ill-concealed
,
that
he
entertained
of
the
slim
Farfrae
's
physical
girth
,
strength
,
and
dash
was
more
than
counterbalanced
by
the
immense
respect
he
had
for
his
brains
.
Her
quiet
eye
discerned
that
Henchard
's
tigerish
affection
for
the
younger
man
,
his
constant
liking
to
have
Farfrae
near
him
,
now
and
then
resulted
in
a
tendency
to
domineer
,
which
,
however
,
was
checked
in
a
moment
when
Donald
exhibited
marks
of
real
offence
.
One
day
,
looking
down
on
their
figures
from
on
high
,
she
heard
the
latter
remark
,
as
they
stood
in
the
doorway
between
the
garden
and
yard
,
that
their
habit
of
walking
and
driving
about
together
rather
neutralized
Farfrae
's
value
as
a
second
pair
of
eyes
,
which
should
be
used
in
places
where
the
principal
was
not
.
“
'
Od
damn
it
,
”
cried
Henchard
,
“
what
's
all
the
world
!
I
like
a
fellow
to
talk
to
.
Now
come
along
and
hae
some
supper
,
and
do
n't
take
too
much
thought
about
things
,
or
ye
'll
drive
me
crazy
.
”
When
she
walked
with
her
mother
,
on
the
other
hand
,
she
often
beheld
the
Scotchman
looking
at
them
with
a
curious
interest
.
The
fact
that
he
had
met
her
at
the
Three
Mariners
was
insufficient
to
account
for
it
,
since
on
the
occasions
on
which
she
had
entered
his
room
he
had
never
raised
his
eyes
.
Besides
,
it
was
at
her
mother
more
particularly
than
at
herself
that
he
looked
,
to
Elizabeth-Jane
's
half-conscious
,
simple-minded
,
perhaps
pardonable
,
disappointment
.
Thus
she
could
not
account
for
this
interest
by
her
own
attractiveness
,
and
she
decided
that
it
might
be
apparent
only
—
a
way
of
turning
his
eyes
that
Mr.
Farfrae
had
.
She
did
not
divine
the
ample
explanation
of
his
manner
,
without
personal
vanity
,
that
was
afforded
by
the
fact
of
Donald
being
the
depositary
of
Henchard
's
confidence
in
respect
of
his
past
treatment
of
the
pale
,
chastened
mother
who
walked
by
her
side
.
Her
conjectures
on
that
past
never
went
further
than
faint
ones
based
on
things
casually
heard
and
seen
—
mere
guesses
that
Henchard
and
her
mother
might
have
been
lovers
in
their
younger
days
,
who
had
quarrelled
and
parted
.
Casterbridge
,
as
has
been
hinted
,
was
a
place
deposited
in
the
block
upon
a
corn-field
.
There
was
no
suburb
in
the
modern
sense
,
or
transitional
intermixture
of
town
and
down
.
It
stood
,
with
regard
to
the
wide
fertile
land
adjoining
,
clean-cut
and
distinct
,
like
a
chess-board
on
a
green
tablecloth
.
The
farmer
's
boy
could
sit
under
his
barley-mow
and
pitch
a
stone
into
the
office-window
of
the
town-clerk
;
reapers
at
work
among
the
sheaves
nodded
to
acquaintances
standing
on
the
pavement-corner
;
the
red-robed
judge
,
when
he
condemned
a
sheep-stealer
,
pronounced
sentence
to
the
tune
of
Baa
,
that
floated
in
at
the
window
from
the
remainder
of
the
flock
browsing
hard
by
;
and
at
executions
the
waiting
crowd
stood
in
a
meadow
immediately
before
the
drop
,
out
of
which
the
cows
had
been
temporarily
driven
to
give
the
spectators
room
.
The
corn
grown
on
the
upland
side
of
the
borough
was
garnered
by
farmers
who
lived
in
an
eastern
purlieu
called
Durnover
.
Here
wheat-ricks
overhung
the
old
Roman
street
,
and
thrust
their
eaves
against
the
church
tower
;
green-thatched
barns
,
with
doorways
as
high
as
the
gates
of
Solomon
's
temple
,
opened
directly
upon
the
main
thoroughfare
.
Barns
indeed
were
so
numerous
as
to
alternate
with
every
half-dozen
houses
along
the
way
.
Here
lived
burgesses
who
daily
walked
the
fallow
;
shepherds
in
an
intra-mural
squeeze
.
A
street
of
farmers
'
homesteads
—
a
street
ruled
by
a
mayor
and
corporation
,
yet
echoing
with
the
thump
of
the
flail
,
the
flutter
of
the
winnowing-fan
,
and
the
purr
of
the
milk
into
the
pails
—
a
street
which
had
nothing
urban
in
it
whatever
—
this
was
the
Durnover
end
of
Casterbridge
.
Henchard
,
as
was
natural
,
dealt
largely
with
this
nursery
or
bed
of
small
farmers
close
at
hand
—
and
his
waggons
were
often
down
that
way
.
One
day
,
when
arrangements
were
in
progress
for
getting
home
corn
from
one
of
the
aforesaid
farms
,
Elizabeth-Jane
received
a
note
by
hand
,
asking
her
to
oblige
the
writer
by
coming
at
once
to
a
granary
on
Durnover
Hill
.
As
this
was
the
granary
whose
contents
Henchard
was
removing
,
she
thought
the
request
had
something
to
do
with
his
business
,
and
proceeded
thither
as
soon
as
she
had
put
on
her
bonnet
.
The
granary
was
just
within
the
farm-yard
,
and
stood
on
stone
staddles
,
high
enough
for
persons
to
walk
under
.
The
gates
were
open
,
but
nobody
was
within
.
However
,
she
entered
and
waited
.
Presently
she
saw
a
figure
approaching
the
gate
—
that
of
Donald
Farfrae
.
He
looked
up
at
the
church
clock
,
and
came
in
.
By
some
unaccountable
shyness
,
some
wish
not
to
meet
him
there
alone
,
she
quickly
ascended
the
step-ladder
leading
to
the
granary
door
,
and
entered
it
before
he
had
seen
her
.
Farfrae
advanced
,
imagining
himself
in
solitude
,
and
a
few
drops
of
rain
beginning
to
fall
he
moved
and
stood
under
the
shelter
where
she
had
just
been
standing
.
Here
he
leant
against
one
of
the
staddles
,
and
gave
himself
up
to
patience
.
He
,
too
,
was
plainly
expecting
some
one
;
could
it
be
herself
?
If
so
,
why
?
In
a
few
minutes
he
looked
at
his
watch
,
and
then
pulled
out
a
note
,
a
duplicate
of
the
one
she
had
herself
received
.
This
situation
began
to
be
very
awkward
,
and
the
longer
she
waited
the
more
awkward
it
became
.
To
emerge
from
a
door
just
above
his
head
and
descend
the
ladder
,
and
show
she
had
been
in
hiding
there
,
would
look
so
very
foolish
that
she
still
waited
on
.
A
winnowing
machine
stood
close
beside
her
,
and
to
relieve
her
suspense
she
gently
moved
the
handle
;
whereupon
a
cloud
of
wheat
husks
flew
out
into
her
face
,
and
covered
her
clothes
and
bonnet
,
and
stuck
into
the
fur
of
her
victorine
.
He
must
have
heard
the
slight
movement
for
he
looked
up
,
and
then
ascended
the
steps
.
“
Ah
—
it
's
Miss
Newson
,
”
he
said
as
soon
as
he
could
see
into
the
granary
.
“
I
did
n't
know
you
were
there
.
I
have
kept
the
appointment
,
and
am
at
your
service
.
”
“
O
Mr.
Farfrae
,
”
she
faltered
,
“
so
have
I
.
But
I
did
n't
know
it
was
you
who
wished
to
see
me
,
otherwise
I
—
”
“
I
wished
to
see
you
?
O
no
—
at
least
,
that
is
,
I
am
afraid
there
may
be
a
mistake
.
”
“
Did
n't
you
ask
me
to
come
here
?
Did
n't
you
write
this
?
”
Elizabeth
held
out
her
note
.
“
No.
Indeed
,
at
no
hand
would
I
have
thought
of
it
!
And
for
you
—
did
n't
you
ask
me
?
This
is
not
your
writing
?
”
And
he
held
up
his
.
“
By
no
means
.
”
“
And
is
that
really
so
!
Then
it
's
somebody
wanting
to
see
us
both
.
Perhaps
we
would
do
well
to
wait
a
little
longer
.
”
Acting
on
this
consideration
they
lingered
,
Elizabeth-Jane
's
face
being
arranged
to
an
expression
of
preternatural
composure
,
and
the
young
Scot
,
at
every
footstep
in
the
street
without
,
looking
from
under
the
granary
to
see
if
the
passer
were
about
to
enter
and
declare
himself
their
summoner
.
They
watched
individual
drops
of
rain
creeping
down
the
thatch
of
the
opposite
rick
—
straw
after
straw
—
till
they
reached
the
bottom
;
but
nobody
came
,
and
the
granary
roof
began
to
drip
.
“
The
person
is
not
likely
to
be
coming
,
”
said
Farfrae
.
“
It
's
a
trick
perhaps
,
and
if
so
,
it
's
a
great
pity
to
waste
our
time
like
this
,
and
so
much
to
be
done
.
”
“
'
Tis
a
great
liberty
,
”
said
Elizabeth
.
“
It
's
true
,
Miss
Newson
.
We
'll
hear
news
of
this
some
day
depend
o
n't
,
and
who
it
was
that
did
it
.
I
would
n't
stand
for
it
hindering
myself
;
but
you
,
Miss
Newson
—
—
”
“
I
do
n't
mind
—
much
,
”
she
replied
.
“
Neither
do
I
.
”
They
lapsed
again
into
silence
.
“
You
are
anxious
to
get
back
to
Scotland
,
I
suppose
,
Mr.
Farfrae
?
”
she
inquired
.
“
O
no
,
Miss
Newson
.
Why
would
I
be
?
”
“
I
only
supposed
you
might
be
from
the
song
you
sang
at
the
Three
Mariners
—
about
Scotland
and
home
,
I
mean
—
which
you
seemed
to
feel
so
deep
down
in
your
heart
;
so
that
we
all
felt
for
you
.
”
“
Ay
—
and
I
did
sing
there
—
I
did
—
—
But
,
Miss
Newson
”
—
and
Donald
's
voice
musically
undulated
between
two
semi-tones
as
it
always
did
when
he
became
earnest
—
“
it
's
well
you
feel
a
song
for
a
few
minutes
,
and
your
eyes
they
get
quite
tearful
;
but
you
finish
it
,
and
for
all
you
felt
you
do
n't
mind
it
or
think
of
it
again
for
a
long
while
.
O
no
,
I
do
n't
want
to
go
back
!
Yet
I
'll
sing
the
song
to
you
wi
'
pleasure
whenever
you
like
.
I
could
sing
it
now
,
and
not
mind
at
all
?
”
“
Thank
you
,
indeed
.
But
I
fear
I
must
go
—
rain
or
no.
”
“
Ay
!
Then
,
Miss
Newson
,
ye
had
better
say
nothing
about
this
hoax
,
and
take
no
heed
of
it
.
And
if
the
person
should
say
anything
to
you
,
be
civil
to
him
or
her
,
as
if
you
did
not
mind
it
—
so
you
'll
take
the
clever
person
's
laugh
away
.
”
In
speaking
his
eyes
became
fixed
upon
her
dress
,
still
sown
with
wheat
husks
.
“
There
's
husks
and
dust
on
you
.
Perhaps
you
do
n't
know
it
?
”
he
said
,
in
tones
of
extreme
delicacy
.
“
And
it
's
very
bad
to
let
rain
come
upon
clothes
when
there
's
chaff
on
them
.
It
washes
in
and
spoils
them
.
Let
me
help
you
—
blowing
is
the
best
.
”
As
Elizabeth
neither
assented
nor
dissented
Donald
Farfrae
began
blowing
her
back
hair
,
and
her
side
hair
,
and
her
neck
,
and
the
crown
of
her
bonnet
,
and
the
fur
of
her
victorine
,
Elizabeth
saying
,
“
O
,
thank
you
,
”
at
every
puff
.
At
last
she
was
fairly
clean
,
though
Farfrae
,
having
got
over
his
first
concern
at
the
situation
,
seemed
in
no
manner
of
hurry
to
be
gone
.
“
Ah
—
now
I
'll
go
and
get
ye
an
umbrella
,
”
he
said
.
She
declined
the
offer
,
stepped
out
and
was
gone
.
Farfrae
walked
slowly
after
,
looking
thoughtfully
at
her
diminishing
figure
,
and
whistling
in
undertones
,
“
As
I
came
down
through
Cannobie
.
”
15.
At
first
Miss
Newson
's
budding
beauty
was
not
regarded
with
much
interest
by
anybody
in
Casterbridge
.
Donald
Farfrae
's
gaze
,
it
is
true
,
was
now
attracted
by
the
Mayor
's
so-called
step-daughter
,
but
he
was
only
one
.
The
truth
is
that
she
was
but
a
poor
illustrative
instance
of
the
prophet
Baruch
's
sly
definition
:
“
The
virgin
that
loveth
to
go
gay
.
”
When
she
walked
abroad
she
seemed
to
be
occupied
with
an
inner
chamber
of
ideas
,
and
to
have
slight
need
for
visible
objects
.
She
formed
curious
resolves
on
checking
gay
fancies
in
the
matter
of
clothes
,
because
it
was
inconsistent
with
her
past
life
to
blossom
gaudily
the
moment
she
had
become
possessed
of
money
.
But
nothing
is
more
insidious
than
the
evolution
of
wishes
from
mere
fancies
,
and
of
wants
from
mere
wishes
.
Henchard
gave
Elizabeth-Jane
a
box
of
delicately-tinted
gloves
one
spring
day
.
She
wanted
to
wear
them
to
show
her
appreciation
of
his
kindness
,
but
she
had
no
bonnet
that
would
harmonize
.
As
an
artistic
indulgence
she
thought
she
would
have
such
a
bonnet
.
When
she
had
a
bonnet
that
would
go
with
the
gloves
she
had
no
dress
that
would
go
with
the
bonnet
.
It
was
now
absolutely
necessary
to
finish
;
she
ordered
the
requisite
article
,
and
found
that
she
had
no
sunshade
to
go
with
the
dress
.
In
for
a
penny
in
for
a
pound
;
she
bought
the
sunshade
,
and
the
whole
structure
was
at
last
complete
.
Everybody
was
attracted
,
and
some
said
that
her
bygone
simplicity
was
the
art
that
conceals
art
,
the
“
delicate
imposition
”
of
Rochefoucauld
;
she
had
produced
an
effect
,
a
contrast
,
and
it
had
been
done
on
purpose
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
this
was
not
true
,
but
it
had
its
result
;
for
as
soon
as
Casterbridge
thought
her
artful
it
thought
her
worth
notice
.
“
It
is
the
first
time
in
my
life
that
I
have
been
so
much
admired
,
”
she
said
to
herself
;
“
though
perhaps
it
is
by
those
whose
admiration
is
not
worth
having
.
”
But
Donald
Farfrae
admired
her
,
too
;
and
altogether
the
time
was
an
exciting
one
;
sex
had
never
before
asserted
itself
in
her
so
strongly
,
for
in
former
days
she
had
perhaps
been
too
impersonally
human
to
be
distinctively
feminine
.
After
an
unprecedented
success
one
day
she
came
indoors
,
went
upstairs
,
and
leant
upon
her
bed
face
downwards
quite
forgetting
the
possible
creasing
and
damage
.
“
Good
Heaven
,
”
she
whispered
,
“
can
it
be
?
Here
am
I
setting
up
as
the
town
beauty
!
”
When
she
had
thought
it
over
,
her
usual
fear
of
exaggerating
appearances
engendered
a
deep
sadness
.
“
There
is
something
wrong
in
all
this
,
”
she
mused
.
“
If
they
only
knew
what
an
unfinished
girl
I
am
—
that
I
ca
n't
talk
Italian
,
or
use
globes
,
or
show
any
of
the
accomplishments
they
learn
at
boarding
schools
,
how
they
would
despise
me
!
Better
sell
all
this
finery
and
buy
myself
grammar-books
and
dictionaries
and
a
history
of
all
the
philosophies
!
”
She
looked
from
the
window
and
saw
Henchard
and
Farfrae
in
the
hay-yard
talking
,
with
that
impetuous
cordiality
on
the
Mayor
's
part
,
and
genial
modesty
on
the
younger
man
's
,
that
was
now
so
generally
observable
in
their
intercourse
.
Friendship
between
man
and
man
;
what
a
rugged
strength
there
was
in
it
,
as
evinced
by
these
two
.
And
yet
the
seed
that
was
to
lift
the
foundation
of
this
friendship
was
at
that
moment
taking
root
in
a
chink
of
its
structure
.
It
was
about
six
o'clock
;
the
men
were
dropping
off
homeward
one
by
one
.
The
last
to
leave
was
a
round-shouldered
,
blinking
young
man
of
nineteen
or
twenty
,
whose
mouth
fell
ajar
on
the
slightest
provocation
,
seemingly
because
there
was
no
chin
to
support
it
.
Henchard
called
aloud
to
him
as
he
went
out
of
the
gate
,
“
Here
—
Abel
Whittle
!
”
Whittle
turned
,
and
ran
back
a
few
steps
.
“
Yes
,
sir
,
”
he
said
,
in
breathless
deprecation
,
as
if
he
knew
what
was
coming
next
.
“
Once
more
—
be
in
time
to-morrow
morning
.
You
see
what
's
to
be
done
,
and
you
hear
what
I
say
,
and
you
know
I
'm
not
going
to
be
trifled
with
any
longer
.
”
“
Yes
,
sir
.
”
Then
Abel
Whittle
left
,
and
Henchard
and
Farfrae
;
and
Elizabeth
saw
no
more
of
them
.
Now
there
was
good
reason
for
this
command
on
Henchard
's
part
.
Poor
Abel
,
as
he
was
called
,
had
an
inveterate
habit
of
over-sleeping
himself
and
coming
late
to
his
work
.
His
anxious
will
was
to
be
among
the
earliest
;
but
if
his
comrades
omitted
to
pull
the
string
that
he
always
tied
round
his
great
toe
and
left
hanging
out
the
window
for
that
purpose
,
his
will
was
