said。
  ‘Ask　him　to　come　in，’said　Boldwood。
  The　message　was　given，and　Troy，wrapped　up　to　his　eyes　in　the　cloak，stood　in　the　doorway。　Those　who　knew　he　was　in　the　area　recognized　him　immediately。　Boldwood　did　not。　He　said，‘Come　in，stranger，and　have　a　Christmas　drink　with　us！’
  Troy　entered，threw　off　his　cloak　and　looked　Boldwood　in　the　face。　But　it　was　only　when　he　laughed　that　Boldwood　recognized　the　man　who　had　destroyed　his　hope　and　happiness　once　and　was　about　to　do　it　again。
  Troy　turned　to　Bathsheba。　She　had　dropped　miserably　on　to　the　lowest　stair。　Her　mouth　was　blue　and　dry，her　eyes　empty　and　staring。　He　said，‘Bathsheba，I've　come　here　for　you！’She　did　not　reply。　‘Come　home　with　me，do　you　hear！’He　went　towards　her。
  A　strange，thin　voice，full　of　despair，came　from　the　fire…place。　‘Bathsheba，go　with　your　husband！’said　Boldwood。
  She　did　not　move，and　when　Troy　stretched　out　his　hand　to　pull　her　towards　him，she　fell　back　with　a　quick，low　scream。
  A　second　later　there　was　a　loud　bang，and　the　hall　was　filled　with　smoke。　At　Bathsheba's　cry，Boldwood's　despair　had　turned　to　anger。　From　the　wall　above　the　fireplace　he　had　taken　a　gun　and　shot　Troy，who　now　lay　very　still。　Boldwood　turned　the　gun　on　himself，but　was　stopped　by　one　of　his　men。
  ‘It　doesn't　matter！’Boldwood　gasped。　‘There's　another　way　to　die！’
  He　crossed　the　room　to　Bathsheba，and　kissed　her　hand。　Then　he　went　out　into　the　darkness　before　anyone　could　prevent　him。
  19
  Bathsheba　and　Gabriel
  Gabriel　arrived　at　Boldwood's　house　about　five　minutes　after　the　shooting。　The　villagers　were　all　shocked　and　silent，but　Bathsheba　was　sitting　on　the　floor，calmly　holding　Troy's　head。
  ‘Gabriel，’she　said　simply，‘I'm　afraid　it's　too　late，but　ride　to　Casterbridge　for　a　doctor。　Mr　Boldwood　has　shot　my　husband　Gabriel　obeyed　at　once，and　while　riding　along　was　tinking　so　hard　about　the　shooting　that　in　the　darkness　he　failed　to　notice　a　man　walking　along　the　road　to　Casterbridge。　That　man　was　Boldwood，on　his　way　to　Casterbridge　to　confess　to　his　crime。
  Bathsheba　ordered　the　body　to　be　removed　to　her　house，and　by　herself　she　washed　and　dressed　her　dead　husband　for　burial。　But　when　the　doctor，the　vicar　and　Gabriel　arrived，and　she　no　longer　needed　to　be　strong，her　self…control　finally　broke，and　she　became　very　ill。　On　the　doctor's　advice　she　was　put　to　bed，and　her　illness　continued　for　several　months。
  At　his　trial　the　following　March　Boldwood　was　found　guilty　of　murder，for　which　the　usual　punishment　was　death。　However，Weatherbury　people　began　to　protest　publicly　that　he　should　not　be　held　responsible　for　the　crime。　Over　the　last　few　weeks　the　villagers　had　noticed　how　his　moods　changed　from　wild　despair　to　feverish　excitement。　He　had　forgotten　his　farm　and　even　lost　the　previous　year's　harvest。　And　a　pile　of　carefully　wrapped　parcels　of　dresses　and　jewels　was　found　at　his　house，addressed　to‘Bathsheba　Boldwood’and　dated　six　years　ahead。　These　were　accepted　by　the　judges　as　signs　of　his　mad…ness，and　in　the　end　Boldwood　was　sent　to　prison　for　life。　Gabriel　knew　that　Bathsheba　blamed　herself　for　Troy's　death，and　would　have　blamed　herself　even　more　for　Boldwood's。
  Her　health　improved　only　very　slowly。　She　hardly　ever　went　out　of　the　house　or　garden，and　did　not　discuss　her　feelings　with　anyone，even　Liddy。　But　by　the　summer　she　was　begin…ning　to　spend　more　time　in　the　open　air，and　one　August　evening　she　walked　to　the　churchyard。　She　could　hear　the　village　children　inside　the　church　practising　their　singing　for　Sunday。　She　went　straight　to　Fanny's　grave，and　read　Troy's　words　on　the　large　gravestone：
  This　stone　was　put　up　by　Francis　Troy　in　loving　memory　of　Fanny　Robin，who　died　on　October　9，1866，aged　20Underneath，on　the　same　stone，were　the　words　she　had　added：
  In　the　same　grave　lies　Francis　Troy　who　died　on　December　24，1867，aged　26
  As　she　listened　to　the　sweet　voices　of　the　children　coming　from　the　church，and　thought　of　the　pain　she　had　experienced　in　her　short　life，tears　came　to　her　eyes。　She　wished　she　were　as　innocent　as　those　children　again。　She　was　still　crying　when　she　suddenly　noticed　Gabriel　Oak，who　had　come　up　the　path　on　his　way　to　the　church，and　was　watching　her　sympathetically。
  ‘Are　you　going　in？’she　asked，trying　to　dry　her　tears。
  ‘I　was，’he　replied。　‘I'm　one　of　the　church　singers，you　know，and　tonight's　my　practice　evening。　But　I　don't　think　I'll　go　in　now。　’There　was　a　pause，while　they　both　tried　to　think　of　something　to　say。　At　last　Gabriel　said　slowly，‘I　haven't　seen　you，to　speak　to，for　a　long　time。　Are　you　better　now？’
  ‘Yes，I　am，’she　replied。　‘I　came　to　look　at　the　gravestone。　’
  ‘Eight　months　ago　it　happened！’said　Gabriel。　‘It　seems　like　yesterday　to　me。　’
  ‘And　to　me　it　seems　like　years，long　years　ago。　’
  ‘There's　something　I　must　tell　you，’said　Gabriel，hesitating。　‘The　fact　is，I　won't　be　your　farm　manager　much　longer。　I'm　thinking　of　leaving　England，and　farming　in　America。　’
  ‘Leaving　England！’she　cried　in　surprise　and　disappoint…ment。　‘But　everyone　thought　you　would　rent　poor　Mr　Bold…wood's　farm　and　manage　it　yourself！’
  ‘The　lawyers　have　offered　it　to　me，it's　true。　But　I'll　be　leaving　Weatherbury　next　spring。　I　have　my　reasons。　’
  ‘And　what　shall　I　do　without　you？Oh　Gabriel，we're　such　old　friends！You've　helped　me　so　much　in　the　past，and　now　that　I'm　more　helpless　than　ever，you're　going　away！’
  ‘It's　unfortunate，’said　Gabriel　unhappily。　‘It's　because　of　that　helplessness　that　I　have　to　go，’and　he　walked　so　guickly　out　of　the　churchyard　that　she　could　not　follow　him。
  In　the　next　few　months　Bathsheba　noticed　miserably　that　Gabriel　communicated　with　her　as　little　as　possible，and　then　only　by　messenger。　She　could　not　avoid　thinking　that　he，the　last　friend　she　had，had　lost　interest　in　supporting　her，and　was　about　to　desert　her。　On　the　day　after　Christmas　she　received　the　letter　from　him　which　she　had　been　expecting。　In　it　he　explained　that　he　would　leave　the　farm　in　three　months’time。
  Bathsheba　sat　and　cried　bitterly　over　this　letter。　She　was　deeply　hurt　that　Gabriel　no　longer　loved　her。　She　was　also　worried　about　having　to　manage　the　farm　by　herself　again。　She　thought　about　it　all　morning，and　was　so　depressed　by　the　afternoon　that　she　put　on　her　cloak　and　found　her　way　to　where　Gabriel　lived。　She　knocked　at　the　door。
  ‘Who　is　it？’said　Gabriel，opening　the　door。　‘Oh，It's　you，mistress！’
  ‘I　won't　be　your　mistress　much　longer，will　I，Gabriel？’she　said　sadly。
  ‘Well，no，I　suppose　not。　’
  Because　these　two　people，who　knew　each　other　well，were　meeting　in　a　strange　place，they　felt　like　the　strangers　they　were　when　they　first　met，and　neither　spoke　for　a　moment。
  ‘Gabriel，perhaps　I　shouldn't　have　come，but　I—I　thought　I　must　have　offended　you，and　that's　why　you're　going　away。
  ‘Offended　me！You　couldn't　do　that，Bathsheba！’
  ‘Couldn't　I？’she　said　gladly。　‘But　then　why　are　you　going？’
  ‘I'm　not　going　to　America，you　know。　I　decided　not　to，when　you　seemed　against　the　idea。　No，I've　arranged　to　rent　Mr　Boldwood's　farm，and　I　could　have　been　your　farm　manager　as　well，if—well—if　people　hadn't　said　things　about　us。　’
  ‘What？’said　Bathsheba，surprised。　‘What　things？’
  ‘Well，if　you　must　know，that　I'm　just　waiting　and　hoping　for　the　chance　to　marry　you　some　day。　’
  ‘Marry　me！That's　too　foolish—too　soon—to　think　of！’
  ‘Yes，of　course，it's　foolish。　I　certainly　agree。　’
  ‘“Too　soon”were　the　words　I　used。　’
  ‘I'm　sorry，but　I　think　you　said“too　foolish”。　’
  ‘I'm　sorry　too，’she　replied　with　tears　in　her　eyes。　‘“Too　soon”was　what　I　said。　But　it　doesn't　matter　a　bit，not　at　all—but　I　only　meant“too　soon”。　Indeed，you　must　believe　me！’
  Gabriel　looked　into　her　face　for　a　long　time。　‘Bathsheba，’he　said，coming　closer，‘If　I　only　knew　one　thing—whether　you'd　allow　me　to　love　you，and　marry　you　after　all—if　I　only　knew！’
  ‘But　you　never　will　know，’she　whispered。
  ‘Why　not？’
  ‘Because　you　never　ask。　’
  ‘Oh！’said　Gabriel　delightedly。　‘My　darling—’
  ‘You　should　never　have　sent　me　that　cruel　letter　this　morning。　It　shows　you　don't　care　a　bit　about　me！’
  ‘Now　Bathsheba，’he　said，laughing，‘you　know　very　well　that　I　had　to　be　very　careful，as　a　single　man　working　for　you，a　good…looking　young　woman。　I've　been　so　worried　about　your　good　name。　That's　why　I　was　going　to　leave。　’
  ‘And　that's　the　only　reason？Oh，I'm　so　glad　I　came！’she　cried　thankfully，as　she　got　up　to　leave。　‘I've　thought　so　much　more　about　you　since　I　imagined　you　didn't　even　want　to　see　me　again。　But　Gabriel，I　shouldn't　have　come　to　visit　you！I　seem　to　be　courting　you！How　awful！’
  ‘Well，I've　courted　you，my　beautiful　Bathsheba，for　a　very　long　time，so　one　visit　from　you　isn't　much　to　ask。　’
  As　he　walked　back　to　the　farmhouse　with　her，they　talked　of　his　plans　for　Boldwood's　farm。　They　spoke　very　little　of　their　feelings　for　each　other。　They　were　such　old　friends　that　expressions　of　love　were　probably　unnecessary。　Their　shared　interests　and　their　long