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XLVIII. Doubts Arise—Doubts Linger

           Isthatshethere?"

           "Yes;that’stheyounglady,Ibelieve,"saidthethepersonaddressed.

           "Ihavesomeawkwardnewstobreaktoher.Herhusbandisdrowned."

           Asifendowedwiththespiritofprophecy,Bathshebagaspedout,"No,itisnottrue;itcannotbetrue!"Thenshesaidandheardnomore.Theiceofself-commandwhichhadlatterlygatheredoverherwasbroken,andthecurrentsburstforthagain,andoverwhelmedher.Adarknesscameintohereyes,andshefell.

           Butnottotheground.Agloomyman,whohadbeenobservingherfromundertheporticooftheoldcorn-exchangewhenshepassedthroughthegroupwithout,steppedquicklytohersideatthemomentofherexclamation,andcaughtherinhisarmsasshesankdown.

           "Whatisit?"saidBoldwood,lookingupatthebringerofthebignews,ashesupportedher.

           "HerhusbandwasdrownedthisweekwhilebathinginLulwindCove.Acoastguardsmanfoundhisclothes,andbroughtthemintoBudmouthyesterday."

           ThereuponastrangefirelightedupBoldwood’seye,andhisfaceflushedwiththesuppressedexcitementofanunutterablethought.Everybody’sglancewasnowcentreduponhimandtheunconsciousBathsheba.Heliftedherbodilyofftheground,andsmootheddownthefoldsofherdressasachildmighthavetakenastorm-beatenbirdandarrangeditsruffledplumes,andboreheralongthepavementtotheKing’sArmsInn.Herehepassedwithherunderthearchwayintoaprivateroom;andbythetimehehaddepositedsolothlythepreciousburdenuponasofa,Bathshebahadopenedhereyes.

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