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The
youth
shook
his
head
“
Five
shillings
?
”
He
shook
his
head
again
.
“
Money
won
’
t
do
it
,
”
he
said
,
brushing
the
iron
head
of
the
firedog
with
the
hollow
of
his
hand
.
“
What
will
,
then
,
Charley
?
”
said
Eustacia
in
a
disappointed
tone
.
“
You
know
what
you
forbade
me
at
the
Maypoling
,
miss
,
”
murmured
the
lad
,
without
looking
at
her
,
and
still
stroking
the
firedog
’
s
head
.
“
Yes
,
”
said
Eustacia
,
with
a
little
more
hauteur
.
“
You
wanted
to
join
hands
with
me
in
the
ring
,
if
I
recollect
?
”
“
Half
an
hour
of
that
,
and
I
’
ll
agree
,
miss
.
”
Eustacia
regarded
the
youth
steadfastly
.
He
was
three
years
younger
than
herself
,
but
apparently
not
backward
for
his
age
.
“
Half
an
hour
of
what
?
”
she
said
,
though
she
guessed
what
.
“
Holding
your
hand
in
mine
.
”
She
was
silent
.
“
Make
it
a
quarter
of
an
hour
,
”
she
said
