[Lorna Doone A Romance of Exmoor by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link bookLorna Doone A Romance of Exmoor CHAPTER XXVIII 4/17
As this mighty view of lard hides each combatant from the other, gladly each retires and boasts how he would have slain his neighbour, but that old sow drove the other away, and no wonder he was afraid of her, after all the chicks she had eaten. And so it goes on; and so the sun comes, stronger from his drink of dew; and the cattle in the byres, and the horses from the stable, and the men from cottage-door, each has had his rest and food, all smell alike of hay and straw, and every one must hie to work, be it drag, or draw, or delve. So thought I on the Monday morning; while my own work lay before me, and I was plotting how to quit it, void of harm to every one, and let my love have work a little--hardest perhaps of all work, and yet as sure as sunrise.
I knew that my first day's task on the farm would be strictly watched by every one, even by my gentle mother, to see what I had learned in London.
But could I let still another day pass, for Lorna to think me faithless? I felt much inclined to tell dear mother all about Lorna, and how I loved her, yet had no hope of winning her.
Often and often, I had longed to do this, and have done with it.
But the thought of my father's terrible death, at the hands of the Doones, prevented me.
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