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"
Where
is
she
?
"
"
Upstairs
with
him
,
sir
.
When
he
was
brought
home
and
taken
upstairs
,
she
said
she
wanted
no
further
help
from
the
men
.
And
then
she
called
me
,
and
made
me
fill
the
bath
,
and
after
that
told
me
I
had
better
go
and
lie
down
because
I
looked
so
ill
.
Then
she
locked
herself
into
the
room
alone
with
him
,
and
would
not
let
a
nurse
come
in
,
or
anybody
at
all
.
But
I
thought
I
’
d
wait
in
the
next
room
in
case
she
should
want
me
.
I
heard
her
moving
about
inside
for
more
than
an
hour
,
but
she
only
came
out
once
,
and
that
was
for
more
candles
,
because
hers
had
burnt
down
into
the
socket
.
She
said
we
were
to
let
her
know
when
you
or
Mr
.
Thirdly
came
,
sir
.
"
Oak
entered
with
the
parson
at
this
moment
,
and
they
all
went
upstairs
together
,
preceded
by
Liddy
Smallbury
.
Everything
was
silent
as
the
grave
when
they
paused
on
the
landing
.
Liddy
knocked
,
and
Bathsheba
’
s
dress
was
heard
rustling
across
the
room
:
the
key
turned
in
the
lock
,
and
she
opened
the
door
.
Her
looks
were
calm
and
nearly
rigid
,
like
a
slightly
animated
bust
of
Melpomene
.
"
Oh
,
Mr
.
Aldritch
,
you
have
come
at
last
,
"
she
murmured
from
her
lips
merely
,
and
threw
back
the
door
.
"
Ah
,
and
Mr
.
Thirdly
.
Well
,
all
is
done
,
and
anybody
in
the
world
may
see
him
now
.
"
She
then
passed
by
him
,
crossed
the
landing
,
and
entered
another
room
.
Looking
into
the
chamber
of
death
she
had
vacated
they
saw
by
the
light
of
the
candles
which
were
on
the
drawers
a
tall
straight
shape
lying
at
the
further
end
of
the
bedroom
,
wrapped
in
white
.
Everything
around
was
quite
orderly
.
The
doctor
went
in
,
and
after
a
few
minutes
returned
to
the
landing
again
,
where
Oak
and
the
parson
still
waited
.
"
It
is
all
done
,
indeed
,
as
she
says
,
"
remarked
Mr
.
Aldritch
,
in
a
subdued
voice
.
"
The
body
has
been
undressed
and
properly
laid
out
in
grave
clothes
.
Gracious
Heaven
—
this
mere
girl
!
She
must
have
the
nerve
of
a
stoic
!
"
"
The
heart
of
a
wife
merely
,
"
floated
in
a
whisper
about
the
ears
of
the
three
,
and
turning
they
saw
Bathsheba
in
the
midst
of
them
.
Then
,
as
if
at
that
instant
to
prove
that
her
fortitude
had
been
more
of
will
than
of
spontaneity
,
she
silently
sank
down
between
them
and
was
a
shapeless
heap
of
drapery
on
the
floor
.
The
simple
consciousness
that
superhuman
strain
was
no
longer
required
had
at
once
put
a
period
to
her
power
to
continue
it
They
took
her
away
into
a
further
room
,
and
the
medical
attendance
which
had
been
useless
in
Troy
’
s
case
was
invaluable
in
Bathsheba
’
s
,
who
fell
into
a
series
of
fainting
-
fits
that
had
a
serious
aspect
for
a
time
.
The
sufferer
was
got
to
bed
,
and
Oak
,
finding
from
the
bulletins
that
nothing
really
dreadful
was
to
be
apprehended
on
her
score
,
left
the
house
.
Liddy
kept
watch
in
Bathsheba
’
s
chamber
,
where
she
heard
her
mistress
,
moaning
in
whispers
through
the
dull
slow
hours
of
that
wretched
night
:
"
Oh
it
is
my
fault
—
how
can
I
live
!
O
Heaven
,
how
can
I
live
!
"
We
pass
rapidly
on
into
the
month
of
March
,
to
a
breezy
day
without
sunshine
,
frost
,
or
dew
.
On
Yalbury
Hill
,
about
midway
between
Weatherbury
and
Casterbridge
,
where
the
turnpike
road
passes
over
the
crest
,
a
numerous
concourse
of
people
had
gathered
,
the
eyes
of
the
greater
number
being
frequently
stretched
afar
in
a
northerly
direction
.
The
groups
consisted
of
a
throng
of
idlers
,
a
party
of
javelin
-
men
,
and
two
trumpeters
,
and
in
the
midst
were
carriages
,
one
of
which
contained
the
high
sheriff
.
With
the
idlers
,
many
of
whom
had
mounted
to
the
top
of
a
cutting
formed
for
the
road
,
were
several
Weatherbury
men
and
boys
—
among
others
Poorgrass
,
Coggan
,
and
Cain
Ball
.
