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"
It
doesn
’
t
matter
.
"
"
I
am
a
man
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
Bathsheba
softly
tugged
again
,
but
to
no
purpose
.
"
Is
that
a
dark
lantern
you
have
?
I
fancy
so
,
"
said
the
man
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
If
you
’
ll
allow
me
I
’
ll
open
it
,
and
set
you
free
.
"
A
hand
seized
the
lantern
,
the
door
was
opened
,
the
rays
burst
out
from
their
prison
,
and
Bathsheba
beheld
her
position
with
astonishment
.
The
man
to
whom
she
was
hooked
was
brilliant
in
brass
and
scarlet
.
He
was
a
soldier
.
His
sudden
appearance
was
to
darkness
what
the
sound
of
a
trumpet
is
to
silence
.
Gloom
,
the
genius
loci
at
all
times
hitherto
,
was
now
totally
overthrown
,
less
by
the
lantern
-
light
than
by
what
the
lantern
lighted
.
The
contrast
of
this
revelation
with
her
anticipations
of
some
sinister
figure
in
sombre
garb
was
so
great
that
it
had
upon
her
the
effect
of
a
fairy
transformation
.
