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LII. Converging Courses

           Boldwood’seyesdweltuponitsmanysparklesalongtime,thoughthatitsmaterialaspectconcernedhimlittlewasplainfromhismannerandmien,whichwerethoseofamindfollowingoutthepresumedthreadofthatjewel’sfuturehistory.

           Thenoiseofwheelsatthefrontofthehousebecameaudible.Boldwoodclosedthebox,stoweditawaycarefullyinhispocket,andwentoutuponthelanding.Theoldmanwhowashisindoorfactotumcameatthesamemomenttothefootofthestairs.

           "Theybecoming,sirlotsof’ema-footanda-driving!"

           "Iwascomingdownthismoment.ThosewheelsIheardisitMrs.Troy?"

           "No,sir’tisnotsheyet."

           AreservedandsombreexpressionhadreturnedtoBoldwood’sfaceagain,butitpoorlycloakedhisfeelingswhenhepronouncedBathsheba’sname;andhisfeverishanxietycontinuedtoshowitsexistencebyagallopingmotionofhisfingersuponthesideofhisthighashewentdownthestairs.

           VII

           "Howdoesthiscoverme?"saidTroytoPennyways."Nobodywouldrecognizemenow,I’msure."

           HewasbuttoningonaheavygreyovercoatofNoachiancut,withcapeandhighcollar,thelatterbeingerectandrigid,likeagirdlingwall,andnearlyreachingtothevergeofatravellingcapwhichwaspulleddownoverhisears.

           Pennywayssnuffedthecandle,andthenlookedupanddeliberatelyinspectedTroy.

           "You’vemadeupyourmindtogothen?"hesaid.

           "Madeupmymind?Yes;ofcourseIhave."

           "Whynotwritetoher?’Tisaveryqueercornerthatyouhavegotinto,sergeant.Youseeallthesethingswillcometolightifyougoback,andtheywon’tsoundwellatall.

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