when she
beheld
advancing
over
Yalbury
hill the
very man
she sought
so
anxiously
to elude.
Boldwood
was
stepping
on, not
with that
quiet
tread of
reserved
strength
which was
his
customary
gait, in
which he
always
seemed to
be
balancing
two
thoughts.
His manner
was
stunned
and
sluggish
now.
Boldwood
had for
the first
time been
awakened
to woman’s
privileges
in
tergiversation
even when
it
involves
another
