FORE:"Oh, well, if you d?an't choose to tell me ... But I've eyes in my head."Joseph Backfield was buried four days later. His body was carried to the church in a hay-waggon, drawn by the meek horses which had drawn his plough. Beside it walked Blackman, the only farm-hand at Odiam, in a clean smock, with a black ribbon tied to his hat. Five men from other farms acted with him as bearers��they were volunteers, for old Joseph had been popular in the neighbourhood, dealing sharply with no man.

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FORE:The edge of Boarzell was outlined black against the faintly paler sky��he traced it from the woods in which it rose, up to its crest of firs, then down into the woods again. Once more it lay between him and the soft desires of his weakness; as long ago at Cheat Land, it called him back to his allegiance like a love forsaken. In the black quiet it lay hullish like some beast��but it was more than a beast to-night. It was like the gorse on its heights, delicate perfume as well as murderous fibre, sweetness as well as ferocity. The scent, impregnating the motionless air, seemed to remind him that Boarzell was his love as well as his enemy��more, far more to him than Alice.Naomi's illness dragged. Sometimes Reuben suspected her of malingering, she so obviously did not want to get well. He guessed her reasons, and took an opportunity to tell her of the doctor's verdict. The struggle was in abeyance��at least her share of it. Nature��which was really what he was fighting in Boarzell��had gained a temporary advantage, and his outposts had been forced to retire.

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