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The
light
footstep
came
closer
,
halting
occasionally
,
as
if
the
walker
listened
for
a
sound
.
Troy
whistled
a
double
note
in
a
soft
,
fluty
tone
.
"
Come
to
that
,
is
it
!
"
murmured
Boldwood
,
uneasily
.
"
You
promised
silence
,
"
said
Troy
.
"
I
promise
again
.
"
Troy
stepped
forward
.
"
Frank
,
dearest
,
is
that
you
?
"
The
tones
were
Bathsheba
’
s
.
"
O
God
!
"
said
Boldwood
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Troy
to
her
.
"
How
late
you
are
,
"
she
continued
,
tenderly
.
"
Did
you
come
by
the
carrier
?
I
listened
and
heard
his
wheels
entering
the
village
,
but
it
was
some
time
ago
,
and
I
had
almost
given
you
up
,
Frank
.
"
"
I
was
sure
to
come
,
"
said
Frank
.
"
You
knew
I
should
,
did
you
not
?
"
