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"
O
—
how
is
it
?
You
said
you
almost
had
before
you
left
Casterbridge
.
"
"
The
fact
is
,
I
forgot
to
ask
.
Your
coming
like
this
is
so
sudden
and
unexpected
.
"
"
Yes
—
yes
—
it
is
.
It
was
wrong
of
me
to
worry
you
.
I
’
ll
go
away
now
.
Will
you
come
and
see
me
to
-
morrow
,
at
Mrs
.
Twills
’
s
,
in
North
Street
?
I
don
’
t
like
to
come
to
the
Barracks
.
There
are
bad
women
about
,
and
they
think
me
one
.
"
"
Quite
,
so
.
I
’
ll
come
to
you
,
my
dear
.
Good
-
night
.
"
"
Good
-
night
,
Frank
—
good
-
night
!
"
And
the
noise
was
again
heard
of
a
window
closing
.
The
little
spot
moved
away
.
When
she
passed
the
corner
a
subdued
exclamation
was
heard
inside
the
wall
.
"
Ho
—
ho
—
Sergeant
—
ho
—
ho
!
"
An
expostulation
followed
,
but
it
was
indistinct
;
and
it
became
lost
amid
a
low
peal
of
laughter
,
which
was
hardly
distinguishable
from
the
gurgle
of
the
tiny
whirlpools
outside
.
The
first
public
evidence
of
Bathsheba
’
s
decision
to
be
a
farmer
in
her
own
person
and
by
proxy
no
more
was
her
appearance
the
following
market
-
day
in
the
cornmarket
at
Casterbridge
.
The
low
though
extensive
hall
,
supported
by
beams
and
pillars
,
and
latterly
dignified
by
the
name
of
Corn
Exchange
,
was
thronged
with
hot
men
who
talked
among
each
other
in
twos
and
threes
,
the
speaker
of
the
minute
looking
sideways
into
his
auditor
’
s
face
and
concentrating
his
argument
by
a
contraction
of
one
eyelid
during
delivery
.
The
greater
number
carried
in
their
hands
ground
-
ash
saplings
,
using
them
partly
as
walking
-
sticks
and
partly
for
poking
up
pigs
,
sheep
,
neighbours
with
their
backs
turned
,
and
restful
things
in
general
,
which
seemed
to
require
such
treatment
in
the
course
of
their
peregrinations
.
During
conversations
each
subjected
his
sapling
to
great
varieties
of
usage
—
bending
it
round
his
back
,
forming
an
arch
of
it
between
his
two
hands
,
overweighting
it
on
the
ground
till
it
reached
nearly
a
semicircle
;
or
perhaps
it
was
hastily
tucked
under
the
arm
whilst
the
sample
-
bag
was
pulled
forth
and
a
handful
of
corn
poured
into
the
palm
,
which
,
after
criticism
,
was
flung
upon
the
floor
,
an
issue
of
events
perfectly
well
known
to
half
-
a
-
dozen
acute
town
-
bred
fowls
which
had
as
usual
crept
into
the
building
unobserved
,
and
waited
the
fulfilment
of
their
anticipations
with
a
high
-
stretched
neck
and
oblique
eye
.
Among
these
heavy
yeomen
a
feminine
figure
glided
,
the
single
one
of
her
sex
that
the
room
contained
.
She
was
prettily
and
even
daintily
dressed
.
