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XXVI. Scene on the Verge of the Hay-Mead

           

           Seeingshemadenoreply,hesaid,"DoyoureadFrench?"

           "No;Ibegan,butwhenIgottotheverbs,fatherdied,"shesaidsimply.

           "IdowhenIhaveanopportunity,whichlatterlyhasnotbeenoften(mymotherwasaParisienne)andthere’saproverbtheyhave,Quiaimebien,châtiebien’Hechastenswholoveswell.’Doyouunderstandme?"

           "Ah!"shereplied,andtherewasevenalittletremulousnessintheusuallycoolgirl’svoice;"ifyoucanonlyfighthalfaswinninglyasyoucantalk,youareabletomakeapleasureofabayonetwound!"AndthenpoorBathshebainstantlyperceivedherslipinmakingthisadmission:inhastilytryingtoretrieveit,shewentfrombadtoworse."Don’t,however,supposethatIderiveanypleasurefromwhatyoutellme."

           "IknowyoudonotIknowitperfectly,"saidTroy,withmuchheartyconvictionontheexteriorofhisface:andalteringtheexpressiontomoodiness;"whenadozenmenarereadytospeaktenderlytoyou,andgivetheadmirationyoudeservewithoutaddingthewarningyouneed,itstandstoreasonthatmypoorrough-and-readymixtureofpraiseandblamecannotconveymuchpleasure.FoolasImaybe,Iamnotsoconceitedastosupposethat!"

           "Ithinkyouareconceited,nevertheless,"saidBathsheba,lookingaskanceatareedshewasfitfullypullingwithonehand,havinglatelygrownfeverishunderthesoldier’ssystemofprocedurenotbecausethenatureofhiscajolerywasentirelyunperceived,butbecauseitsvigourwasoverwhelming.

           "IwouldnotownittoanybodyelsenordoIexactlytoyou.

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