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LI. Bathsheba Talks with Her Outrider

           

           "DoyourememberwhenIcarriedyoufaintinginmyarmsintotheKing’sArms,inCasterbridge?Everydoghashisday:thatwasmine."

           "IknowIknowitall,"shesaid,hurriedly.

           "I,forone,shallneverceaseregrettingthateventssofelloutastodenyyoutome."

           "I,too,amverysorry,"shesaid,andthencheckedherself."Imean,youknow,IamsorryyouthoughtI"

           "IhavealwaysthisdrearypleasureinthinkingoverthosepasttimeswithyouthatIwassomethingtoyoubeforehewasanything,andthatyoubelongedalmosttome.But,ofcourse,that’snothing.Youneverlikedme."

           "Idid;andrespectedyou,too."

           "Doyounow?"

           "Yes."

           "Which?"

           "Howdoyoumeanwhich?"

           "Doyoulikeme,ordoyourespectme?"

           "Idon’tknowatleast,Icannottellyou.Itisdifficultforawomantodefineherfeelingsinlanguagewhichischieflymadebymentoexpresstheirs.Mytreatmentofyouwasthoughtless,inexcusable,wicked!Ishalleternallyregretit.IftherehadbeenanythingIcouldhavedonetomakeamendsIwouldmostgladlyhavedoneittherewasnothingonearthIsolongedtodoastorepairtheerror.Butthatwasnotpossible."

           "Don’tblameyourselfyouwerenotsofarinthewrongasyousuppose.Bathsheba,supposeyouhadrealcompleteproofthatyouarewhat,infact,youareawidowwouldyourepairtheoldwrongtomebymarryingme?"

           "Icannotsay.Ishouldn’tyet,atanyrate."

           "Butyoumightatsomefuturetimeofyourlife?"

           "Ohyes,Imightatsometime.

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