Subject for February, 2020
CHAPTER XXVII HIVING THE BEES
Subject: Far from the Madding Crowd
The Weatherbury bees were late in their swarming this year. It was in the latter part of June, and the day after the interview with Troy in the hayfield, that Bathsheba was stan...
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CHAPTER XXVI SCENE ON THE VERGE OF THE HAY-MEAD
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“Ah, Miss Everdene!” said the sergeant, touching his diminutive cap. “Little did I think it was you I was speaking to the other night. And yet, if I had reflec...
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CHAPTER XXV THE NEW ACQUAINTANCE DESCRIBED
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Idiosyncrasy and vicissitude had combined to stamp Sergeant Troy as an exceptional being. He was a man to whom memories were an incumbrance, and anticipations a superfluity. Sim...
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CHAPTER XXIV THE SAME NIGHT—THE FIR PLANTATION
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Among the multifarious duties which Bathsheba had voluntarily imposed upon herself by dispensing with the services of a bailiff, was the particular one of looking round the home...
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CHAPTER XXIII EVENTIDE—A SECOND DECLARATION
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For the shearing-supper a long table was placed on the grass-plot beside the house, the end of the table being thrust over the sill of the wide parlour window and a foot or two ...
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CHAPTER XXII THE GREAT BARN AND THE SHEEP-SHEARERS
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Men thin away to insignificance and oblivion quite as often by not making the most of good spirits when they have them as by lacking good spirits when they are indispensable. Ga...
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CHAPTER XXI TROUBLES IN THE FOLD—A MESSAGE
Subject: Far from the Madding Crowd
Gabriel Oak had ceased to feed the Weatherbury flock for about four-and-twenty hours, when on Sunday afternoon the elderly gentlemen Joseph Poorgrass, Matthew Moon, Fray, and ha...
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CHAPTER XX PERPLEXITY—GRINDING THE SHEARS—A QUARREL
Subject: Far from the Madding Crowd
“He is so disinterested and kind to offer me all that I can desire,” Bathsheba mused. Yet Farmer Boldwood, whether by nature kind or the reverse to kind, did not exe...
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CHAPTER XIX THE SHEEP-WASHING—THE OFFER
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Boldwood did eventually call upon her. She was not at home. “Of course not,” he murmured. In contemplating Bathsheba as a woman, he had forgotten the accidents of he...
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CHAPTER XVIII Boldwood in Meditation—Regret
Subject: Far from the Madding Crowd
Boldwood was tenant of what was called Little Weatherbury Farm, and his person was the nearest approach to aristocracy that this remoter quarter of the parish could boast of. Ge...
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