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pity upon

me!”

Boldwood

burst out.

“God’s

sake, yes

– I am

come to

that low,

lowest

stage – to

ask a

woman for

pity!

Still, she

is you –

she is

you.”

Bathsheba

commanded

herself

well. But

she could

hardly get

a clear

voice for

what came

instinctively

to her

lips:

“There is

little

honour to

the woman

in that

speech.”

It was

only

whispered,

for

something

unutterably

mournful

no less

than

distressing

in this

spectacle

of a man

showing