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One
of
the
ewes
here
contracted
its
muscles
horribly
,
extended
itself
,
and
jumped
high
into
the
air
.
The
leap
was
an
astonishing
one
.
The
ewe
fell
heavily
,
and
lay
still
.
Bathsheba
went
up
to
it
.
The
sheep
was
dead
.
"
Oh
,
what
shall
I
do
—
what
shall
I
do
!
"
she
again
exclaimed
,
wringing
her
hands
.
"
I
won
’
t
send
for
him
.
No
,
I
won
’
t
!
"
The
most
vigorous
expression
of
a
resolution
does
not
always
coincide
with
the
greatest
vigour
of
the
resolution
itself
.
It
is
often
flung
out
as
a
sort
of
prop
to
support
a
decaying
conviction
which
,
whilst
strong
,
required
no
enunciation
to
prove
it
so
.
The
"
No
,
I
won
’
t
"
of
Bathsheba
meant
virtually
,
"
I
think
I
must
.
"
She
followed
her
assistants
through
the
gate
,
and
lifted
her
hand
to
one
of
them
.
Laban
answered
to
her
signal
.
"
Where
is
Oak
staying
?
"
"
Across
the
valley
at
Nest
Cottage
!
"
"
Jump
on
the
bay
mare
,
and
ride
across
,
and
say
he
must
return
instantly
—
that
I
say
so
.
"
Tall
scrambled
off
to
the
field
,
and
in
two
minutes
was
on
Poll
,
the
bay
,
bare
-
backed
,
and
with
only
a
halter
by
way
of
rein
.
He
diminished
down
the
hill
.
