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Gabriel
expanded
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
to
have
made
you
run
so
fast
,
my
dear
,
"
he
said
,
with
a
grateful
sense
of
favours
to
come
.
"
Wait
a
bit
till
you
’
ve
found
your
breath
.
"
"
—
It
was
quite
a
mistake
—
aunt
’
s
telling
you
I
had
a
young
man
already
,
"
Bathsheba
went
on
.
"
I
haven
’
t
a
sweetheart
at
all
—
and
I
never
had
one
,
and
I
thought
that
,
as
times
go
with
women
,
it
was
such
a
pity
to
send
you
away
thinking
that
I
had
several
.
"
"
Really
and
truly
I
am
glad
to
hear
that
!
"
said
Farmer
Oak
,
smiling
one
of
his
long
special
smiles
,
and
blushing
with
gladness
.
He
held
out
his
hand
to
take
hers
,
which
,
when
she
had
eased
her
side
by
pressing
it
there
,
was
prettily
extended
upon
her
bosom
to
still
her
loud
-
beating
heart
.
Directly
he
seized
it
she
put
it
behind
her
,
so
that
it
slipped
through
his
fingers
like
an
eel
.
"
I
have
a
nice
snug
little
farm
,
"
said
Gabriel
,
with
half
a
degree
less
assurance
than
when
he
had
seized
her
hand
.
"
Yes
;
you
have
.
"
"
A
man
has
advanced
me
money
to
begin
with
,
but
still
,
it
will
soon
be
paid
off
,
and
though
I
am
only
an
every
-
day
sort
of
man
,
I
have
got
on
a
little
since
I
was
a
boy
.
"
Gabriel
uttered
"
a
little
"
in
a
tone
to
show
her
that
it
was
the
complacent
form
of
"
a
great
deal
.
"
He
continued
:
"
When
we
be
married
,
I
am
quite
sure
I
can
work
twice
as
hard
as
I
do
now
.
"
He
went
forward
and
stretched
out
his
arm
again
.
Bathsheba
had
overtaken
him
at
a
point
beside
which
stood
a
low
stunted
holly
bush
,
now
laden
with
red
berries
.
Seeing
his
advance
take
the
form
of
an
attitude
threatening
a
possible
enclosure
,
if
not
compression
,
of
her
person
,
she
edged
off
round
the
bush
.
"
Why
,
Farmer
Oak
,
"
she
said
,
over
the
top
,
looking
at
him
with
rounded
eyes
,
"
I
never
said
I
was
going
to
marry
you
.
"
"
Well
—
that
is
a
tale
!
"
said
Oak
,
with
dismay
.
"
To
run
after
anybody
like
this
,
and
then
say
you
don
’
t
want
him
!
"
