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Far from the Madding Crowd

Chapter 2 NIGHT—THE FLOCK—AN INTERIOR—ANOTHER INTERIOR

Word Count: 2810    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

r. A desolating wind wandered from the north over the hill whereon Oak had wat

ndestructible as nearly as any to be found on earth. It was a featureless convexity of chalk and soil-an ordinary specimen of those smoothly-outlined p

e keenest blasts, which smote the wood and floundered through it with a sound as of grumbling, or gushed over its crowning boughs in a weakened moan. The dry leaves in the ditch simmered and boiled in the same breezes, a tongue of air occasionally ferre

ting the hill, were touched by the wind in breezes of differing powers, and almost of differing natures-one rubbing the blades heavily, another raking them piercingly, another brushing them like a soft broom. The instinctive act of humankind was to stand and listen, and learn how the trees

ce evening the Bear had swung round it outwardly to the east, till he was now at a right angle with the meridian. A difference of colour in the stars-oftener read of than seen in England

by the wind, or by the solitude; but whatever be its origin, the impression of riding along is vivid and abiding. The poetry of motion is a phrase much in use, and to enjoy the epic form of that gratification it is necessary to stand on a hill at a small hour of the night, and, having first expanded with a sense of difference from t

he sky. They had a clearness which was to be found nowhere in the wind, and a sequen

in power to spread high or wide. It came from the direction of a small dark object under the plantation hedge-a shepherd

e means are established in men's imaginations among their firmest, because earliest impressions-to pass as an approximate pattern. The hut stood on little wheels, which raised it

and chronic good spirits to lease the small sheep-farm of which Norcombe Hill was a portion, and stock it with two hundred sheep. Previously he had been a bailiff for

juncture with Gabriel Oak, and he recognised his position clearly. The first movement in his new progress was the lambing of his ewes, and shee

ning the outline of Farmer Oak's figure. He carried a lantern in his hand, and closing the door behind him, came forward and busied himself about this nook of the

denied that his steady swings and turns in and about the flock had elements of grace. Yet, although if occasion demanded he could do or think a thing with as mercurial a d

tered points, amid and under which the whitish forms of his meek ewes moved and rustled. The ring of the sheep-bell, which had been silent during his absence, recommenced, in tones that had more mellowness than clearness, owing to an increasing growth of surrounding wool. This continued till Oak withdr

eing lighted by a candle suspended by a twisted wire. A rather hard couch, formed of a few corn sacks thrown carelessly down, covered half the floor of this little habitation, and here the young ma

ook, and along a shelf at one side were ranged bottles and canisters of the simple preparations pertaining to ovine surgery and physic; spirits of wine, turpentine, tar, magnesia, ginger, and castor-oil being the chief. On a triangular shelf across the corner stood bread, bacon, cheese, an

alert wakefulness with the same ease that had accompanied the reverse operation, he looked at his watch, found that the hour-hand had shifted again, put on his hat, took the lamb in his arms

n now, as it soared forth above the rim of the landscape. Castor and Pollux with their quiet shine were almost on the meridian: the barren and gloomy Square of Pegasus was creeping rou

ock," sai

of art superlatively beautiful. For a moment he seemed impressed with the speaking loneliness of the scene, or rather with the complete abstraction from all its compass of the sights and sounds of man. Human shape

ad previously taken to be a star low down behind the outskirts of the plantatio

g by far to the nerves is to discover some mysterious companionship when intuition, sensation, memory, analogy, testimony, probabi

hill, so that at its back part the roof was almost level with the ground. In front it was formed of board nailed to posts and covered with tar as a preservative. Through crevices in the roof and side spread streaks a

s apparently young and graceful; he could form no decided opinion upon her looks, her position being almost beneath his eye, so that he saw her in a bird's-eye view

nd looking at their goings-on as a whole. "I do hope Daisy will fetch round again now. I hav

mallest provocation of silence, yawned without parting her lips to any inconvenie

ough to pay a man to do

ourselves," said the other; "f

he younger. "It went over the hedge, I think

ically level. The other was spotted, grey and white. Beside her Oak now noticed a little calf about a day old, looking idiotically at the two women, which showed that it had not long been accustomed to the phenomenon of eyesight,

r some oatmeal," said the elde

ride over for it as

e's no si

on the other

al and clear inspections we colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in. Had Gabriel been able from the first to get a distinct view of her countenance, his estimate of it as very handsome or slightly so would have been as hi

to turn and make her children smile, the girl now dropped the cloak, and forth tumbled ropes of black hair over a red jacket. Oak

ntern, and went out, the light sinking down the hill till it

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1 Chapter 1 12 Chapter 2 NIGHT—THE FLOCK—AN INTERIOR—ANOTHER INTERIOR3 Chapter 3 A GIRL ON HORSEBACK—CONVERSATION4 Chapter 4 GABRIEL'S RESOLVE—THE VISIT—THE MISTAKE5 Chapter 5 DEPARTURE OF BATHSHEBA—A PASTORAL TRAGEDY6 Chapter 6 THE FAIR—THE JOURNEY—THE FIRE7 Chapter 7 RECOGNITION—A TIMID GIRL8 Chapter 8 THE MALTHOUSE—THE CHAT—NEWS9 Chapter 9 THE HOMESTEAD—A VISITOR—HALF-CONFIDENCES10 Chapter 10 MISTRESS AND MEN11 Chapter 11 OUTSIDE THE BARRACKS—SNOW—A MEETING12 Chapter 12 FARMERS—A RULE—AN EXCEPTION13 Chapter 13 SORTES SANCTORUM—THE VALENTINE14 Chapter 14 EFFECT OF THE LETTER—SUNRISE15 Chapter 15 A MORNING MEETING—THE LETTER AGAIN16 Chapter 16 ALL SAINTS' AND ALL SOULS'17 Chapter 17 IN THE MARKET-PLACE18 Chapter 18 1819 Chapter 19 THE SHEEP-WASHING—THE OFFER20 Chapter 20 PERPLEXITY—GRINDING THE SHEARS—A QUARREL21 Chapter 21 TROUBLES IN THE FOLD—A MESSAGE22 Chapter 22 THE GREAT BARN AND THE SHEEP-SHEARERS23 Chapter 23 EVENTIDE—A SECOND DECLARATION24 Chapter 24 THE SAME NIGHT—THE FIR PLANTATION25 Chapter 25 THE NEW ACQUAINTANCE DESCRIBED26 Chapter 26 SCENE ON THE VERGE OF THE HAY-MEAD27 Chapter 27 HIVING THE BEES28 Chapter 28 THE HOLLOW AMID THE FERNS29 Chapter 29 PARTICULARS OF A TWILIGHT WALK30 Chapter 30 HOT CHEEKS AND TEARFUL EYES31 Chapter 31 BLAME—FURY32 Chapter 32 NIGHT—HORSES TRAMPING33 Chapter 33 IN THE SUN—A HARBINGER34 Chapter 34 HOME AGAIN—A TRICKSTER35 Chapter 35 AT AN UPPER WINDOW36 Chapter 36 WEALTH IN JEOPARDY—THE REVEL37 Chapter 37 THE STORM—THE TWO TOGETHER38 Chapter 38 RAIN—ONE SOLITARY MEETS ANOTHER39 Chapter 39 COMING HOME—A CRY40 Chapter 40 ON CASTERBRIDGE HIGHWAY41 Chapter 41 SUSPICION—FANNY IS SENT FOR42 Chapter 42 JOSEPH AND HIS BURDEN—BUCK'S HEAD43 Chapter 43 FANNY'S REVENGE44 Chapter 44 UNDER A TREE—REACTION45 Chapter 45 TROY'S ROMANTICISM46 Chapter 46 THE GURGOYLE ITS DOINGS47 Chapter 47 DOUBTS ARISE—DOUBTS LINGER48 Chapter 48 OAK'S ADVANCEMENT—A GREAT HOPE49 Chapter 49 THE SHEEP FAIR—TROY TOUCHES HIS WIFE'S HAND50 Chapter 50 BATHSHEBA TALKS WITH HER OUTRIDER51 Chapter 51 CONVERGING COURSES52 Chapter 52 CONCURRITUR—HORAE MOMENTO53 Chapter 53 AFTER THE SHOCK54 Chapter 54 THE MARCH FOLLOWING— BATHSHEBA BOLDWOOD 55 Chapter 55 BEAUTY IN LONELINESS—AFTER ALL56 Chapter 56 A FOGGY NIGHT AND MORNING—CONCLUSION