what a man I be, and how I come down with my powerful words when my pride is boiling with indignation?"
"We do, we do, Henery."
"So I said, 'Mistress Everdene, there's places empty, and there's gifted men willing; but the spite '—no, not the spite—I didn't say spite—' but the villany of the contrarikind,' I said (meaning womankind), 'keeps 'em out.' That wasn't too strong for her, say?"
"Passably well put."
"Yes; and I would have said it, had death and salvation overtook me for it. Such is my spirit when I have a mind!"
"A true man, and proud as a Lucifer."
"You see the artfulness? Why, 'twas about being baily really; but I didn't put it so plain that she could understand my meaning, so I could lay it on all the stronger. That was my depth!... However, let her marry an she will. Perhaps 'tis high time. I believe Farmer Boldwood kissed her behind the spear-bed at the sheep-washing t'other day—that I do."
"What a lie!" said Gabriel.
"Ah, neighbour Oak—how'st know?" said Henery, mildly.
"Because she told me all that passed," said Oak, with a pharisaical sense that he was not as other shearers in this matter.
