ADAM BEDE - CHAP. I.-THE WORKSHO . P I1 - THE PREACHIN . G 111.-AFTER THE PREACHIN . G IV.-HOME AND ITS SORROWS. V.-THE RECTOR . V1.-THE HALL FARM . VI1.-THE DAIRY VII1.-A VOCATION . 1X.-HETTYS WORLD . X.-DINAH VISITS LISBETH . XI.-IN THE COTTAGE . XI1.-IN THE WOOD . XII1.-EVENING IN THE WOOD . XIV.-THE RETURNH OME . XV.-THE TWO BED-CHAMBERS . XV1.-LINKS . PAGE 7 . I3 28 32 41 . 56 65 69 . 75 81 89 . . . 1 9 0 6 4 108 . 115 . 125 BOOK SECOND. CONTENTS. CRAP. XXVII. BOOK FOURTH. PAGE - A CRISIS . . 222 XXVIII.-A DILEMMA . . 230 XXIX.-THE NEXT MORNING. . 236 XXX.-THE DELIVERY OF THE LETTER . . 242 XXX1.-IN HETTYS B ED CHAMBER . . 252 XXXI1.-MRS. POYSER o 4 HAS HER SAY OUT S 259 XXXII1.-MORE LINKS . . 266 XXX1V.-THE BETROTHAL . . 271 XXXV.-THE HIDDEN DREAD. 275 BOOK FIFTH. XXXV1.-THE JOURNEY IN HOPE . XXXVI1.-THE JOURNEY IN DESPAIR . XXXVII1.-THE QUEST . XXXIX.-THE TIDINGS . XL.-THE BITTER WATERS SPREAD XL1.-THE EVE OF THE TRIAL . XLI1.-THE MORNING OF THE TRIAL XLII1.-THE VERDICT . XL1V.-ARTHURS RETURN . XLV.--IN THE PRISON XLV1.-THE HOURS OF SUSPENSE . XLVI1.-THE LAST MOMENT . XLVIlI.-ANOTHER MEETING IN THE m BOOK SIXTH. XLIX.-AT THE HALL FARM . L.-IN THE COTTAGE . L1.-SUNDAY MORNING . LI1.-ADAM AND DINAH . LII1.-THE HARVEST SUPPER LW.-THE MEETING ON THE LV.-MARRIAGE BELLS . EPILOGUE . ADAM BEDE. BOOK F I R S T . CHAPTER I. T H E W O R K S H O P . WITH a single drop of ink for a mirror, the Egyptian sorcerer undertakes to reveal to any chance comer far-reaching visions of the past. This is what I undertake to do for you, reader. With this dropof ink at the endofmy pen, I willshow you theroomy workshop of Mr. Jonathan Burge, carpenter and builder, in the village of Hayslope, as it appeared on the eighteenth of June, in the year of our Lord 1799. The afternoon sun was warm on the five workmen there, busy upon doors and window-frames and wainscotting. A scent of pinewood from a tent-like pile of planks outside the open door mingled itself with the scent of the elder-bushes wh ch were spreading their summer snow close to the open window opposite the slanting sunbeams shone through the transparent shavings that flew before the steady plane, and lit up the fine grain of the oak panelling which stood propped against the wall. On a heap of those soft shavings a rough grey shepherd-dog had made himself a pleasant bed, and was lying with his nose between his forepaws, occasionally wrinkling his brows to cast a glance at the tallest of the five workmen, who was carving a shield in the centre of a wooden mantelpiece. It was to this workman that the strong barytone belonged which was heard above the sound of plane and hammer singing- Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy dally stage of duty run Shake off dull sloth . r . u n . . , , Here some measurement was to be taken which required more concentrated attention, and the sonorous voice subsidqd into a low whistle but it presently broke out again with renewedvigour- Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as tbe noonday clear. Such a voice could only come from a broad chest, and the broad chest belonged to a large-boned muscular man nearly six feet high, with a back so flat and a head so well poised that when he drew himself up to take a more distant survey of his work, he had the air of a soldier standing at ease. The sleeve rolled up above the elbow showed an arm that was likely to win the prize for feats of 7 8 ADAM BEDE. strength yet the long supple hand, with its broad finger-tips, looked ready for works of skill...
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