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XXIII. Eventide—A Second Declaration

           HowlonghehadbeengoneOakdidnotknow;buthehadapparentlywithdrawnintotheencirclingdusk.Whilsthewasthinkingofthis,Liddybroughtcandlesintothebackpartoftheroomoverlookingtheshearers,andtheirlivelynewflamesshonedownthetableandoverthemen,anddispersedamongthegreenshadowsbehind.Bathsheba’sform,stillinitsoriginalposition,wasnowagaindistinctbetweentheireyesandthelight,whichrevealedthatBoldwoodhadgoneinsidetheroom,andwassittingnearher.

           Nextcamethequestionoftheevening.WouldMissEverdenesingtothemthesongshealwayssangsocharmingly"TheBanksofAllanWater"beforetheywenthome?

           Afteramoment’sconsiderationBathshebaassented,beckoningtoGabriel,whohastenedupintothecovetedatmosphere.

           "Haveyoubroughtyourflute?"shewhispered.

           "Yes,miss."

           "Playtomysinging,then."

           Shestoodupinthewindow-opening,facingthemen,thecandlesbehindher,Gabrielonherrighthand,immediatelyoutsidethesash-frame.Boldwoodhaddrawnuponherleft,withintheroom.Hersingingwassoftandrathertremulousatfirst,butitsoonswelledtoasteadyclearness.

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