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"
It
must
be
,
I
suppose
,
since
you
will
have
it
so
!
"
she
said
,
fairly
beaten
into
non
-
resistance
.
Boldwood
pressed
her
hand
,
and
allowed
it
to
drop
in
her
lap
.
"
I
am
happy
now
,
"
he
said
.
"
God
bless
you
!
"
He
left
the
room
,
and
when
he
thought
she
might
be
sufficiently
composed
sent
one
of
the
maids
to
her
.
Bathsheba
cloaked
the
effects
of
the
late
scene
as
she
best
could
,
followed
the
girl
,
and
in
a
few
moments
came
downstairs
with
her
hat
and
cloak
on
,
ready
to
go
.
To
get
to
the
door
it
was
necessary
to
pass
through
the
hall
,
and
before
doing
so
she
paused
on
the
bottom
of
the
staircase
which
descended
into
one
corner
,
to
take
a
last
look
at
the
gathering
.
There
was
no
music
or
dancing
in
progress
just
now
.
At
the
lower
end
,
which
had
been
arranged
for
the
work
-
folk
specially
,
a
group
conversed
in
whispers
,
and
with
clouded
looks
.
Boldwood
was
standing
by
the
fireplace
,
and
he
,
too
,
though
so
absorbed
in
visions
arising
from
her
promise
that
he
scarcely
saw
anything
,
seemed
at
that
moment
to
have
observed
their
peculiar
manner
,
and
their
looks
askance
.
"
What
is
it
you
are
in
doubt
about
,
men
?
"
he
said
.
One
of
them
turned
and
replied
uneasily
:
"
It
was
something
Laban
heard
of
,
that
’
s
all
,
sir
.
"
"
News
?
Anybody
married
or
engaged
,
born
or
dead
?
"
inquired
the
farmer
,
gaily
.
"
Tell
it
to
us
,
Tall
.
One
would
think
from
your
looks
and
mysterious
ways
that
it
was
something
very
dreadful
indeed
.
"
"
Oh
no
,
sir
,
nobody
is
dead
,
"
said
Tall
.
"
I
wish
somebody
was
,
"
said
Samway
,
in
a
whisper
.
