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Repose
had
again
incarnadined
her
cheeks
;
and
having
,
at
Gabriel
’
s
request
,
arranged
her
hair
this
morning
as
she
had
worn
it
years
ago
on
Norcombe
Hill
,
she
seemed
in
his
eyes
remarkably
like
a
girl
of
that
fascinating
dream
,
which
,
considering
that
she
was
now
only
three
or
four
-
and
-
twenty
,
was
perhaps
not
very
wonderful
.
In
the
church
were
Tall
,
Liddy
,
and
the
parson
,
and
in
a
remarkably
short
space
of
time
the
deed
was
done
.
The
two
sat
down
very
quietly
to
tea
in
Bathsheba
’
s
parlour
in
the
evening
of
the
same
day
,
for
it
had
been
arranged
that
Farmer
Oak
should
go
there
to
live
,
since
he
had
as
yet
neither
money
,
house
,
nor
furniture
worthy
of
the
name
,
though
he
was
on
a
sure
way
towards
them
,
whilst
Bathsheba
was
,
comparatively
,
in
a
plethora
of
all
three
.
Just
as
Bathsheba
was
pouring
out
a
cup
of
tea
,
their
ears
were
greeted
by
the
firing
of
a
cannon
,
followed
by
what
seemed
like
a
tremendous
blowing
of
trumpets
,
in
the
front
of
the
house
.
"
There
!
"
said
Oak
,
laughing
,
"
I
knew
those
fellows
were
up
to
something
,
by
the
look
on
their
faces
"
Oak
took
up
the
light
and
went
into
the
porch
,
followed
by
Bathsheba
with
a
shawl
over
her
head
.
The
rays
fell
upon
a
group
of
male
figures
gathered
upon
the
gravel
in
front
,
who
,
when
they
saw
the
newly
-
married
couple
in
the
porch
,
set
up
a
loud
"
Hurrah
!
"
and
at
the
same
moment
bang
again
went
the
cannon
in
the
background
,
followed
by
a
hideous
clang
of
music
from
a
drum
,
tambourine
,
clarionet
,
serpent
,
hautboy
,
tenor
-
viol
,
and
double
-
bass
—
the
only
remaining
relics
of
the
true
and
original
Weatherbury
band
—
venerable
worm
-
eaten
instruments
,
which
had
celebrated
in
their
own
persons
the
victories
of
Marlborough
,
under
the
fingers
of
the
forefathers
of
those
who
played
them
now
.
The
performers
came
forward
,
and
marched
up
to
the
front
.
"
Those
bright
boys
,
Mark
Clark
and
Jan
,
are
at
the
bottom
of
all
this
,
"
said
Oak
.
"
Come
in
,
souls
,
and
have
something
to
eat
and
drink
wi
’
me
and
my
wife
.
"
"
Not
to
-
night
,
"
said
Mr
.
Clark
,
with
evident
self
-
denial
.
"
Thank
ye
all
the
same
;
but
we
’
ll
call
at
a
more
seemly
time
.
However
,
we
couldn
’
t
think
of
letting
the
day
pass
without
a
note
of
admiration
of
some
sort
.
If
ye
could
send
a
drop
of
som
’
at
down
to
Warren
’
s
,
why
so
it
is
.
Here
’
s
long
life
and
happiness
to
neighbour
Oak
and
his
comely
bride
!
"
"
Thank
ye
;
thank
ye
all
,
"
said
Gabriel
.
"
A
bit
and
a
drop
shall
be
sent
to
Warren
’
s
for
ye
at
once
.
I
had
a
thought
that
we
might
very
likely
get
a
salute
of
some
sort
from
our
old
friends
,
and
I
was
saying
so
to
my
wife
but
now
"
