private conduct!" she exclaimed. "Nor will I for a minute. So you'll please leave the farm at the end of the week!"
It may have been a peculiarity—at any rate it was a fact—that when Bathsheba was swayed by an emotion of an earthly sort her lower lip trembled when by a refined emotion, her upper or heavenward one. Her nether lip quivered now.
"Very well, so I will," said Gabriel, calmly. He had been held to her by a beautiful thread which it pained him to spoil by breaking, rather than by a chain he could not break. "I should be even better pleased to go at once," he added.
"Go at once then, in Heaven's name!" said she, her eyes flashing at his, though never meeting them. "Don't let me see your face any more."
"Very well, Miss Everdene—so it shall be."
And he took his shears and went away from her in placid dignity, as Moses left the presence of Pharaoh.
