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XXXV. At an Upper Window

           "Goodheavensaboveus,Oak,howwhiteyourfaceis;youlooklikeacorpse!"

           "DoI?"saidOak,withafaintsmile.

           "Leanonthegate:I’llwaitabit."

           "Allright,allright."

           Theystoodbythegateawhile,Gabriellistlesslystaringattheground.Hismindspedintothefuture,andsawthereenactedinyearsofleisurethescenesofrepentancethatwouldensuefromthisworkofhaste.Thattheyweremarriedhehadinstantlydecided.Whyhaditbeensomysteriouslymanaged?IthadbecomeknownthatshehadhadafearfuljourneytoBath,owingtohermiscalculatingthedistance:thatthehorsehadbrokendown,andthatshehadbeenmorethantwodaysgettingthere.ItwasnotBathsheba’swaytodothingsfurtively.Withallherfaults,shewascandouritself.Couldshehavebeenentrapped?Theunionwasnotonlyanunutterablegrieftohim:itamazedhim,notwithstandingthathehadpassedtheprecedingweekinasuspicionthatsuchmightbetheissueofTroy’smeetingherawayfromhome.HerquietreturnwithLiddyhadtosomeextentdispersedthedread.Justasthatimperceptiblemotionwhichappearslikestillnessisinfinitelydividedinitspropertiesfromstillnessitself,sohadhishopeundistinguishablefromdespairdifferedfromdespairindeed.

           Inafewminutestheymovedonagaintowardsthehouse.Thesergeantstilllookedfromthewindow.

           "Morning,comrades!"heshouted,inacheeryvoice,whentheycameup.

           Cogganrepliedtothegreeting."Bain’tyegoingtoanswertheman?"hethensaidtoGabriel.

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