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The
young
girl
remained
motionless
by
the
tree
,
and
Gabriel
descended
into
the
village
of
Weatherbury
,
or
Lower
Longpuddle
as
it
was
sometimes
called
He
fancied
that
he
had
felt
himself
in
the
penumbra
of
a
very
deep
sadness
when
touching
that
slight
and
fragile
creature
.
But
wisdom
lies
in
moderating
mere
impressions
,
and
Gabriel
endeavoured
to
think
little
of
this
.
Warren
’
s
Malthouse
was
enclosed
by
an
old
wall
inwrapped
with
ivy
,
and
though
not
much
of
the
exterior
was
visible
at
this
hour
,
the
character
and
purposes
of
the
building
were
clearly
enough
shown
by
its
outline
upon
the
sky
.
From
the
walls
an
overhanging
thatched
roof
sloped
up
to
a
point
in
the
centre
,
upon
which
rose
a
small
wooden
lantern
,
fitted
with
louvre
-
boards
on
all
the
four
sides
,
and
from
these
openings
a
mist
was
dimly
perceived
to
be
escaping
into
the
night
air
.
There
was
no
window
in
front
;
but
a
square
hole
in
the
door
was
glazed
with
a
single
pane
,
through
which
red
,
comfortable
rays
now
stretched
out
upon
the
ivied
wall
in
front
.
Voices
were
to
be
heard
inside
.
Oak
’
s
hand
skimmed
the
surface
of
the
door
with
fingers
extended
to
an
Elymas
-
the
-
Sorcerer
pattern
,
till
he
found
a
leathern
strap
,
which
he
pulled
.
This
lifted
a
wooden
latch
,
and
the
door
swung
open
.
The
room
inside
was
lighted
only
by
the
ruddy
glow
from
the
kiln
mouth
,
which
shone
over
the
floor
with
the
streaming
horizontality
of
the
setting
sun
,
and
threw
upwards
the
shadows
of
all
facial
irregularities
in
those
assembled
around
.
The
stone
-
flag
floor
was
worn
into
a
path
from
the
doorway
to
the
kiln
,
and
into
undulations
everywhere
.
A
curved
settle
of
unplaned
oak
stretched
along
one
side
,
and
in
a
remote
corner
was
a
small
bed
and
bedstead
,
the
owner
and
frequent
occupier
of
which
was
the
maltster
.
This
aged
man
was
now
sitting
opposite
the
fire
,
his
frosty
white
hair
and
beard
overgrowing
his
gnarled
figure
like
the
grey
moss
and
lichen
upon
a
leafless
apple
-
tree
.
He
wore
breeches
and
the
laced
-
up
shoes
called
ankle
-
jacks
;
he
kept
his
eyes
fixed
upon
the
fire
.
Gabriel
’
s
nose
was
greeted
by
an
atmosphere
laden
with
the
sweet
smell
of
new
malt
.
The
conversation
(
which
seemed
to
have
been
concerning
the
origin
of
the
fire
)
immediately
ceased
,
and
every
one
ocularly
criticised
him
to
the
degree
expressed
by
contracting
the
flesh
of
their
foreheads
and
looking
at
him
with
narrowed
eyelids
,
as
if
he
had
been
a
light
too
strong
for
their
sight
.
Several
exclaimed
meditatively
,
after
this
operation
had
been
completed
:
—
"
Oh
,
’
tis
the
new
shepherd
,
’
a
b
’
lieve
.
"
"
We
thought
we
heard
a
hand
pawing
about
the
door
for
the
bobbin
,
but
weren
’
t
sure
’
twere
not
a
dead
leaf
blowed
across
,
"
said
another
.
"
Come
in
,
shepherd
;
sure
ye
be
welcome
,
though
we
don
’
t
know
yer
name
.
"
