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XV. A Morning Meeting—The Letter Again

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           "Ohno—notatall,"repliedGabriel,hastily,andasighescapedhim,whichthedeprivationoflambskinscouldhardlyhavecaused.

           Beforeanyfurtherremarkhadbeenaddedashadedarkenedthedoor,andBoldwoodenteredthemalthouse,bestowinguponeachanodofaqualitybetweenfriendlinessandcondescension.

           "Ah!Oak,Ithoughtyouwerehere,"hesaid."Imetthemail-carttenminutesago,andaletterwasputintomyhand,whichIopenedwithoutreadingtheaddress.Ibelieveitisyours.Youmustexcusetheaccidentplease."

           "Ohyes—notabitofdifference,Mr.Boldwood—notabit,"saidGabriel,readily.Hehadnotacorrespondentonearth,norwasthereapossiblelettercomingtohimwhosecontentsthewholeparishwouldnothavebeenwelcometoperuse.

           Oaksteppedaside,andreadthefollowinginanunknownhand:—

           DearFriend,—Idonotknowyourname,butIthinkthesefewlineswillreachyou,whichIwrotetothankyouforyourkindnesstomethenightIleftWeatherburyinarecklessway.IalsoreturnthemoneyIoweyou,whichyouwillexcusemynotkeepingasagift.Allhasendedwell,andIamhappytosayIamgoingtobemarriedtotheyoungmanwhohascourtedmeforsometime—SergeantTroy,ofthe11thDragoonGuards,nowquarteredinthistown.Hewould,Iknow,objecttomyhavingreceivedanythingexceptasaloan,beingamanofgreatrespectabilityandhighhonour—indeed,anoblemanbyblood.

           Ishouldbemuchobligedtoyouifyouwouldkeepthecontentsofthisletterasecretforthepresent,dearfriend.

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