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XL. On Casterbridge Highway

           

           Thepedestrianstoodup,apparentlywithreviveddetermination,andlookedaround.Theroadappearedtobefamiliartoher,andshecarefullyscannedthefenceassheslowlywalkedalong.Presentlytherebecamevisibleadimwhiteshape;itwasanothermilestone.Shedrewherfingersacrossitsfacetofeelthemarks.

           "Twomore!"shesaid.

           Sheleantagainstthestoneasameansofrestforashortinterval,thenbestirredherself,andagainpursuedherway.Foraslightdistancesheboreupbravely,afterwardsflaggingasbefore.Thiswasbesidealonecopsewood,whereinheapsofwhitechipsstrewnupontheleafygroundshowedthatwoodmenhadbeenfaggotingandmakinghurdlesduringtheday.Nowtherewasnotarustle,notabreeze,notthefaintestclashoftwigstokeephercompany.Thewomanlookedoverthegate,openedit,andwentin.Closetotheentrancestoodarowoffaggots,boundandun-bound,togetherwithstakesofallsizes.

           Forafewsecondsthewayfarerstoodwiththattensestillnesswhichsignifiesitselftobenottheend,butmerelythesuspension,ofapreviousmotion.Herattitudewasthatofapersonwholistens,eithertotheexternalworldofsound,ortotheimagineddiscourseofthought.Aclosecriticismmighthavedetectedsignsprovingthatshewasintentonthelatteralternative.Moreover,aswasshownbywhatfollowed,shewasoddlyexercisingthefacultyofinventionuponthespecialityofthecleverJacquetDroz,thedesignerofautomaticsubstitutesforhumanlimbs.

           BytheaidoftheCasterbridgeaurora,andbyfeelingwithherhands,thewomanselectedtwosticksfromtheheaps.

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