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THREE:"She! no��she w?an't git me."
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams
THREE:"Wot's worth while?"
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams

THREE:"But I d?an't want you to waste your money."William peeped round his brother's shoulder.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams
THREE:Reuben was paralysed. His jaw worked convulsively, and he looked at Pete as if he were a specially new and pestilential form of blight.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams

THREE:"I met Mr. Hedges at the pub��"
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams
THREE:He was as jealous of this strip of earth as of a wife��he would allow nobody to work there but himself. Alone and unhelped he grubbed up the bracken, turned the soil, and scattered rape-dust and midden till they had to shut their windows at Burntbarns. He believed that if the ground was properly manured it would be ready for sowing in the autumn. The only difficulty now was[Pg 41] the trees; they were casting malevolent shadows, and dredging up the goodness out of the earth.He now began to crave for her active interest in his concerns. Hitherto he had not much missed it, it had been enough for him if when he came in tired and dispirited from his day's work, she had kissed him and rumpled back the hair from his forehead and called him her "poor old man." Her caresses and sympathy had filled the gap left by her help and understanding. But now he began to want something more. He saw the hollowness of her endearments, for she did nothing to make his burden lighter. She refused to realise the seriousness of his position��left stranded with an under taking which he would never have started if he had not been certain of increased capital in the near future. She was still extravagant and fond of pleasure, she either could not or would not master the principles of economy; she saw the fat lands of Odiam round her, and laughed at her husband when he told her that he was crippled with expenses, and in spite of crops and beasts and barns must live as if he were a poor man.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams

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ONE:"Ben, I'm your wife."

THREE:"We are mortgaged��the last foot"��and she burst into tears again.She shrank back on the sofa, folding her arms over her breast and gripping her shoulders.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections

THREE:They never sat in the parlour now.Lastly advanced from among the bondmen, or villeins, the oldest servitor, and, holding his right hand over the book, pronounced after De Boteler��
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections

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He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections

ONE:"No. Howsumdever, we can't stand ag?unst him��the pl?ace is his'n, and he can do wot he likes."

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FORE:When he appeared before De Boteler the next morning, such a change had twenty hours of mental suffering produced in his countenance, that his lord, struck by the alteration, inquired if he were ill. Calverley said something about a fall that had partly stunned him, but assured De Boteler he was now perfectly well. While he yet spoke, the steward entered, to say that Stephen Holgrave had come to crave his lordship's pardon for marrying a nief without leave, and also to pay the merchet.

FORE:"Yes, dearie, I know, and it's unaccountable good of you and Naomi to let me come wud you. I d?an't think we should ought to mind helping your brother a bit here, when we've all that to look forrard to. But he's a strange lad, and your f?ather 'ud turn in his grave to see him."Perhaps though, he thought, their behaviour was partially accounted for by that of Pete, who stood beside the grave with his eyes shut, saying "A-aaa-men" at unliturgical intervals, as only Dissenters can say it.

FORE:"No, no��don't be so cruel! Let me go!��I'm his wife."

FORE:The crest of Boarzell was just visible against the luminous sky. There was something sinister and challenging about those firs. The gorse round their trunks seemed in that strange half-stormy, half-peaceful night to throw off a faint glimmer of gold. The fiddle wept and sang into the darkness, and outside the window two cherry trees scraped their boughs together."But��remember!" added John Ball, impressively, and, rising from his seat, as did all who were assembled; "that ye do not slay except in self-defence; and that, above all things, ye hold sacred the Lord's anointed. And may He," elevating his eyes and hands, "who inspired the thought��bless the deed! The first hour of the sabbath-morn has just struck,��let us not trespass farther on the holy day.��Depart in peace."

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FORE:"I've been so wicked��I daren't die. I've been the lowest scum. I'm lost. Pete, I'm damned��I shall go to hell."Should you leave me too, O my faithless ladie?"

FORE:He nodded.Chapter 6

FORE:"But can't you see that he's the chief part of the tragedy you're bringing on yourself and everyone?��He's the type, he's the chorus, the commentary on every act. Reuben, can't you see��oh, why won't you see?��he's you, yourself, as you really are!"

FORE:"It's all over," said Byles, in a disappointed tone; "but the arrow may answer our purpose where it is. Take up the barrow and fly, but keep in the shade of the trees."Merritt bent his knee to the monk, who pronounced a tremulous, but fervent benediction, on the brave fellow, who, bidding a friendly farewell to Turner, and being assured that father John should remain under his protection as long as he desired, bounded, with the spring of a deer, in the direction of his home.

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ONE:"Well, she'll have you both in the end, anyhow."At Flightshot the Squire viewed Odiam's recovery with some uneasiness. It would be a good thing for him if he could sell more land to old Backfield, but at the same time his conscience was restless about it. Backfield was a rapacious old hound, who forced the last ounce of work out of his labourers, and the last ounce of money out of his tenants. He was a hard master and a hard landlord, and ought not to be encouraged. All the same, Bardon did not see how he was to avoid encouraging him. If Backfield applied for the land it would be suicidal folly to refuse to sell it. He was in desperate straits for money. He had appealed to Anne, who had money of her own, but Anne's reply had been frigid. She wrote:��