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XXXVII. The Storm—The Two Together

           BathshebaappearedtothinkonlyoftheweatherOakthoughtonlyofherjustthen.Atlasthesaid

           "Thestormseemstohavepassednow,atanyrate."

           "Ithinksotoo,"saidBathsheba."Thoughtherearemultitudesofgleams,look!"

           Theskywasnowfilledwithanincessantlight,frequentrepetitionmeltingintocompletecontinuity,asanunbrokensoundresultsfromthesuccessivestrokesonagong.

           "Nothingserious,"saidhe."Icannotunderstandnorainfalling.ButHeavenbepraised,itisallthebetterforus.Iamnowgoingupagain."

           "Gabriel,youarekinderthanIdeserve!Iwillstayandhelpyouyet.Oh,whyarenotsomeoftheothershere!"

           "Theywouldhavebeenhereiftheycould,"saidOak,inahesitatingway.

           "O,Iknowitallall,"shesaid,addingslowly:"Theyareallasleepinthebarn,inadrunkensleep,andmyhusbandamongthem.That’sit,isitnot?Don’tthinkIamatimidwomanandcan’tendurethings."

           "Iamnotcertain,"saidGabriel."Iwillgoandsee."

           Hecrossedtothebarn,leavinghertherealone.Helookedthroughthechinksofthedoor.Allwasintotaldarkness,ashehadleftit,andtherestillarose,asattheformertime,thesteadybuzzofmanysnores.

           Hefeltazephyrcurlingabouthischeek,andturned.ItwasBathsheba’sbreathshehadfollowedhim,andwaslookingintothesamechink.

           Heendeavouredtoputofftheimmediateandpainfulsubjectoftheirthoughtsbyremarkinggently,"Ifyou’llcomebackagain,missma’am,andhandupafewmore;itwouldsavemuchtime.

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