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XII. Farmers—A Rule—An Exception

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           Bathshebawassufferingfromthereversefeelingjustthen,andtheybowledalonginsilence.Alowcarriage,bowlingalongstillmorerapidlybehindahorseofunimpeachablebreed,overtookandpassedthem.

           "Why,thereheis!"shesaid.

           Liddylooked."That!That’sFarmerBoldwoodofcourse’tisthemanyoucouldn’tseetheotherdaywhenhecalled."

           "Oh,FarmerBoldwood,"murmuredBathsheba,andlookedathimasheoutstrippedthem.Thefarmerhadneverturnedhisheadonce,butwitheyesfixedonthemostadvancedpointalongtheroad,passedasunconsciouslyandabstractedlyasifBathshebaandhercharmswerethinair.

           "He’saninterestingmandon’tyouthinkso?"sheremarked.

           "Oyes,very.Everybodyownsit,"repliedLiddy.

           "Iwonderwhyheissowraptupandindifferent,andseeminglysofarawayfromallheseesaroundhim."

           "Itissaidbutnotknownforcertainthathemetwithsomebitterdisappointmentwhenhewasayoungmanandmerry.Awomanjiltedhim,theysay."

           "Peoplealwayssaythatandweknowverywellwomenscarcelyeverjiltmen;’tisthemenwhojiltus.Iexpectitissimplyhisnaturetobesoreserved."

           "SimplyhisnatureIexpectso,missnothingelseintheworld."

           "Still,’tismoreromantictothinkhehasbeenservedcruelly,poorthing’!Perhaps,afterall,hehas!"

           "Dependuponithehas.Ohyes,miss,hehas!Ifeelhemusthave."

           "However,weareveryapttothinkextremesofpeople.Ishouldn’twonderafterallifitwasn’talittleofbothjustbetweenthetworathercruellyusedandratherreserved

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