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The
hill
opposite
Bathsheba
’
s
dwelling
extended
,
a
mile
off
,
into
an
uncultivated
tract
of
land
,
dotted
at
this
season
with
tall
thickets
of
brake
fern
,
plump
and
diaphanous
from
recent
rapid
growth
,
and
radiant
in
hues
of
clear
and
untainted
green
.
At
eight
o
’
clock
this
midsummer
evening
,
whilst
the
bristling
ball
of
gold
in
the
west
still
swept
the
tips
of
the
ferns
with
its
long
,
luxuriant
rays
,
a
soft
brushing
-
by
of
garments
might
have
been
heard
among
them
,
and
Bathsheba
appeared
in
their
midst
,
their
soft
,
feathery
arms
caressing
her
up
to
her
shoulders
.
She
paused
,
turned
,
went
back
over
the
hill
and
half
-
way
to
her
own
door
,
whence
she
cast
a
farewell
glance
upon
the
spot
she
had
just
left
,
having
resolved
not
to
remain
near
the
place
after
all
.
She
saw
a
dim
spot
of
artificial
red
moving
round
the
shoulder
of
the
rise
.
It
disappeared
on
the
other
side
.
She
waited
one
minute
—
two
minutes
—
thought
of
Troy
’
s
disappointment
at
her
non
-
fulfilment
of
a
promised
engagement
,
till
she
again
ran
along
the
field
,
clambered
over
the
bank
,
and
followed
the
original
direction
.
She
was
now
literally
trembling
and
panting
at
this
her
temerity
in
such
an
errant
undertaking
;
her
breath
came
and
went
quickly
,
and
her
eyes
shone
with
an
infrequent
light
.
Yet
go
she
must
.
She
reached
the
verge
of
a
pit
in
the
middle
of
the
ferns
.
Troy
stood
in
the
bottom
,
looking
up
towards
her
.
"
I
heard
you
rustling
through
the
fern
before
I
saw
you
,
"
he
said
,
coming
up
and
giving
her
his
hand
to
help
her
down
the
slope
.
The
pit
was
a
saucer
-
shaped
concave
,
naturally
formed
,
with
a
top
diameter
of
about
thirty
feet
,
and
shallow
enough
to
allow
the
sunshine
to
reach
their
heads
.
Standing
in
the
centre
,
the
sky
overhead
was
met
by
a
circular
horizon
of
fern
:
this
grew
nearly
to
the
bottom
of
the
slope
and
then
abruptly
ceased
.
The
middle
within
the
belt
of
verdure
was
floored
with
a
thick
flossy
carpet
of
moss
and
grass
intermingled
,
so
yielding
that
the
foot
was
half
-
buried
within
it
.
"
Now
,
"
said
Troy
,
producing
the
sword
,
which
,
as
he
raised
it
into
the
sunlight
,
gleamed
a
sort
of
greeting
,
like
a
living
thing
,
"
first
,
we
have
four
right
and
four
left
cuts
;
four
right
and
four
left
thrusts
.
Infantry
cuts
and
guards
are
more
interesting
than
ours
,
to
my
mind
;
but
they
are
not
so
swashing
.
They
have
seven
cuts
and
three
thrusts
.
So
much
as
a
preliminary
.
Well
,
next
,
our
cut
one
is
as
if
you
were
sowing
your
corn
—
so
.
"
Bathsheba
saw
a
sort
of
rainbow
,
upside
down
in
the
air
,
and
Troy
’
s
arm
was
still
again
.
"
Cut
two
,
as
if
you
were
hedging
—
so
.
Three
,
as
if
you
were
reaping
—
so
.
Four
,
as
if
you
were
threshing
—
in
that
way
.
Then
the
same
on
the
left
.
The
thrusts
are
these
:
one
,
two
,
three
,
four
,
right
;
one
,
two
,
three
,
four
,
left
.
"
He
repeated
them
.
"
Have
’
em
again
?
"
he
said
.
"
One
,
two
—
"
She
hurriedly
interrupted
:
"
I
’
d
rather
not
;
though
I
don
’
t
mind
your
twos
and
fours
;
but
your
ones
and
threes
are
terrible
!
"
"
Very
well
.
I
’
ll
let
you
off
the
ones
and
threes
.
Next
,
cuts
,
points
and
guards
altogether
.
"
Troy
duly
exhibited
them
.
"
Then
there
’
s
pursuing
practice
,
in
this
way
.
"
He
gave
the
movements
as
before
.
"
There
,
those
are
the
stereotyped
forms
.
The
infantry
have
two
most
diabolical
upward
cuts
,
which
we
are
too
humane
to
use
.
Like
this
—
three
,
four
.
"
