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knowledge?ā€

ā€œNothing at all, nothing at all. It may not prove necessary to ye to use it often, and I donā€™t value it at all. I thought I might just as well let ye know, as you were in a difficulty, and they were harrd upon ye.ā€

Henchard paused. ā€œI shanā€™t soon forget this,ā€ he said. ā€œAnd from a stranger!ā ā€Šā ā€¦ I couldnā€™t believe you were not the man I had engaged! Says I to myself, ā€˜He knows who I am, and recommends himself by this stroke.ā€™ And yet it turns out, after all, that you are not the man who answered my advertisement, but a stranger!ā€

ā€œAy, ay; thatā€™s so,ā€ said the young man.

Henchard again suspended his words, and then his voice came thoughtfully: ā€œYour forehead, Farfrae, is something like my poor brotherā€™sā ā€”now dead and gone; and the nose, too, isnā€™t unlike his. You must be, whatā ā€”five foot nine, I reckon? I am six foot one and a half out of my shoes. But what of that? In my business, ā€™tis true that strength and bustle build up a firm. But judgment and knowledge are what keep it established. Unluckily, I am bad at science, Farfrae; bad at figuresā ā€”a rule oā€™ thumb sort of man. You are just the reverseā ā€”I can see that. I have been looking for such as you these two year, and yet you are not for me. Well, before I go, let me ask this: Though you are not the young man I thought you were, whatā€™s the difference? Canā€™t ye stay just the same? Have you really made up your mind about this American notion? I wonā€™t mince matters. I feel you would be invaluable to meā ā€”that neednā€™t be saidā ā€”and if you will bide and be my manager, I will make it worth your while.ā€

ā€œMy plans are fixed,ā€ said the young man, in negative tones. ā€œI have formed a scheme, and so we need na say any more about it. But will you not drink with me, sir? I find this Casterbridge ale warreming to the stomach.ā€

ā€œNo, no; I fain would, but I canā€™t,ā€ said Henchard gravely, the scraping of his chair informing the listeners that he was rising to leave. ā€œWhen I was a young man I went in for that sort of thing too strongā ā€”far too strongā ā€”and was well-nigh ruined by it! I did a deed on account of it which I shall be ashamed of to my dying day. It made such an impression on me that I swore, there and then, that Iā€™d drink nothing stronger than tea for as many years as I was old that day. I have kept my oath; and though, Farfrae, I am sometimes that dry in the dog days that I could drink a quarter-barrel to the pitching, I think oā€™ my oath, and touch no strong drink at all.ā€

ā€œIā€™ll noā€™ press ye, sirā ā€”Iā€™ll noā€™ press ye. I respect your vow.ā€

ā€œWell, I shall get a manager somewhere, no doubt,ā€ said Henchard, with strong feeling in his tones. ā€œBut it will be long before I see one that would suit me so well!ā€

The young man appeared much moved by Henchardā€™s warm convictions of his value. He was silent till they reached the door. ā€œI wish I could stayā ā€”sincerely I would like to,ā€ he replied. ā€œBut noā ā€”it cannet be! it cannet! I want to see the warrld.ā€

VIII

Thus they parted; and Elizabeth-Jane and her mother remained each in her thoughts over their meal, the motherā€™s face being strangely bright since Henchardā€™s avowal of shame for a past action. The quivering of the partition to its core presently denoted that Donald Farfrae had again rung his bell, no doubt to have his supper removed; for humming a tune, and walking up and down, he seemed to be attracted by the lively bursts of conversation and melody from the general company below. He sauntered out upon the landing, and descended the staircase.

When Elizabeth-Jane had carried down his supper tray, and also that used by her mother and herself, she found the bustle of serving to be at its height below, as it always was at this hour. The young woman shrank from having anything to do with the ground-floor serving, and crept silently about observing the sceneā ā€”so new to her, fresh from the seclusion of a seaside cottage. In the general sitting-room, which was large, she remarked the two or three dozen strong-backed chairs that stood round against the wall, each fitted with its genial occupant; the sanded floor; the black settle which, projecting endwise from the wall within the door, permitted Elizabeth to be a spectator of all that went on without herself being particularly seen.

The young Scotchman had just joined the guests. These, in addition to the respectable master-tradesmen occupying the seats of privileges in the bow-window and its neighbourhood, included an inferior set at the unlighted end, whose seats were mere benches against the wall, and who drank from cups instead of from glasses. Among the latter she noticed some of those personages who had stood outside the windows of the Kingā€™s Arms.

Behind their backs was a small window, with a wheel ventilator in one of the panes, which would suddenly start off spinning with a jingling sound, as suddenly stop, and as suddenly start again.

While thus furtively making her survey the opening words of a song greeted her ears from the front of the settle, in a melody and accent of peculiar charm. There had been some singing before she came down; and now the Scotchman had made himself so soon at home that, at the request of some of the master-tradesmen, he, too, was favouring the room with a ditty.

Elizabeth-Jane was fond of music; she could not help pausing to listen; and the longer she listened the more she was enraptured. She had never heard any singing like this and it was evident that the majority of the audience had not heard such frequently, for they were attentive to a much greater

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