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It
was
impossible
to
send
this
letter
till
the
next
day
;
yet
to
quell
her
uneasiness
by
getting
it
out
of
her
hands
,
and
so
,
as
it
were
,
setting
the
act
in
motion
at
once
,
she
arose
to
take
it
to
any
one
of
the
women
who
might
be
in
the
kitchen
.
She
paused
in
the
passage
.
A
dialogue
was
going
on
in
the
kitchen
,
and
Bathsheba
and
Troy
were
the
subject
of
it
.
"
If
he
marry
her
,
she
’
ll
gie
up
farming
.
"
"
’
Twill
be
a
gallant
life
,
but
may
bring
some
trouble
between
the
mirth
—
so
say
I
.
"
"
Well
,
I
wish
I
had
half
such
a
husband
.
"
Bathsheba
had
too
much
sense
to
mind
seriously
what
her
servitors
said
about
her
;
but
too
much
womanly
redundance
of
speech
to
leave
alone
what
was
said
till
it
died
the
natural
death
of
unminded
things
.
She
burst
in
upon
them
.
"
Who
are
you
speaking
of
?
"
she
asked
.
There
was
a
pause
before
anybody
replied
.
At
last
Liddy
said
frankly
,
"
What
was
passing
was
a
bit
of
a
word
about
yourself
,
miss
.
"
"
I
thought
so
!
Maryann
and
Liddy
and
Temperance
—
now
I
forbid
you
to
suppose
such
things
.
You
know
I
don
’
t
care
the
least
for
Mr
.
Troy
—
not
I
.
Everybody
knows
how
much
I
hate
him
.
—
Yes
,
"
repeated
the
froward
young
person
,
"
hate
him
!
"
"
We
know
you
do
,
miss
,
"
said
Liddy
;
"
and
so
do
we
all
.
"
