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"
Marrying
of
’
ee
,
in
plain
British
.
You
asked
me
to
tell
,
so
you
mustn
’
t
blame
me
.
"
Bathsheba
did
not
look
quite
so
alarmed
as
if
a
cannon
had
been
discharged
by
her
ear
,
which
was
what
Oak
had
expected
.
"
Marrying
me
!
I
didn
’
t
know
it
was
that
you
meant
,
"
she
said
,
quietly
.
"
Such
a
thing
as
that
is
too
absurd
—
too
soon
—
to
think
of
,
by
far
!
"
"
Yes
;
of
course
,
it
is
too
absurd
.
I
don
’
t
desire
any
such
thing
;
I
should
think
that
was
plain
enough
by
this
time
.
Surely
,
surely
you
be
the
last
person
in
the
world
I
think
of
marrying
.
It
is
too
absurd
,
as
you
say
.
"
"
’
Too
—
s
-
s
-
soon
’
were
the
words
I
used
.
"
"
I
must
beg
your
pardon
for
correcting
you
,
but
you
said
,
’
too
absurd
,
’
and
so
do
I
.
"
"
I
beg
your
pardon
too
!
"
she
returned
,
with
tears
in
her
eyes
.
"
’
Too
soon
’
was
what
I
said
.
But
it
doesn
’
t
matter
a
bit
—
not
at
all
—
but
I
only
meant
,
’
too
soon
.
’
Indeed
,
I
didn
’
t
,
Mr
.
Oak
,
and
you
must
believe
me
!
"
Gabriel
looked
her
long
in
the
face
,
but
the
firelight
being
faint
there
was
not
much
to
be
seen
.
"
Bathsheba
,
"
he
said
,
tenderly
and
in
surprise
,
and
coming
closer
:
"
if
I
only
knew
one
thing
—
whether
you
would
allow
me
to
love
you
and
win
you
,
and
marry
you
after
all
—
if
I
only
knew
that
!
"
"
But
you
never
will
know
,
"
she
murmured
.
"
Why
?
"
