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"
No
,
no
;
don
’
t
say
so
!
I
have
reasons
for
reserve
which
I
cannot
explain
.
"
"
Let
it
be
,
then
,
let
it
be
,
"
he
said
,
receiving
back
the
watch
at
last
;
"
I
must
be
leaving
you
now
.
And
will
you
speak
to
me
for
these
few
weeks
of
my
stay
?
"
"
Indeed
I
will
.
Yet
,
I
don
’
t
know
if
I
will
!
Oh
,
why
did
you
come
and
disturb
me
so
!
"
"
Perhaps
in
setting
a
gin
,
I
have
caught
myself
.
Such
things
have
happened
.
Well
,
will
you
let
me
work
in
your
fields
?
"
he
coaxed
.
"
Yes
,
I
suppose
so
;
if
it
is
any
pleasure
to
you
.
"
"
Miss
Everdene
,
I
thank
you
.
"
"
No
,
no
.
"
"
Good
-
bye
!
"
The
sergeant
brought
his
hand
to
the
cap
on
the
slope
of
his
head
,
saluted
,
and
returned
to
the
distant
group
of
haymakers
.
Bathsheba
could
not
face
the
haymakers
now
.
Her
heart
erratically
flitting
hither
and
thither
from
perplexed
excitement
,
hot
,
and
almost
tearful
,
she
retreated
homeward
,
murmuring
,
"
Oh
,
what
have
I
done
!
What
does
it
mean
!
I
wish
I
knew
how
much
of
it
was
true
!
"
