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Thomas Hardy: The Woodlanders14. CHAPTER XIV. (continued)The house had been pulled down years before. Why Giles's father had not taken advantage of his privilege to insert his own and his son's lives it was impossible to say. The likelihood was that death alone had hindered him in the execution of his project, as it surely was, the elder Winterborne having been a man who took much pleasure in dealing with house property in his small way. Since one of the Souths still survived, there was not much doubt that Giles could do what his father had left undone, as far as his own life was concerned. This possibility cheered him much, for by those houses hung many things. Melbury's doubt of the young man's fitness to be the husband of Grace had been based not a little on the precariousness of his holdings in Little and Great Hintock. He resolved to attend to the business at once, the fine for renewal being a sum that he could easily muster. His scheme, however, could not be carried out in a day; and meanwhile he would run up to South's, as he had intended to do, to learn the result of the experiment with the tree. Marty met him at the door. "Well, Marty," he said; and was surprised to read in her face that the case was not so hopeful as he had imagined. "I am sorry for your labor," she said. "It is all lost. He says the tree seems taller than ever." Winterborne looked round at it. Taller the tree certainly did seem, the gauntness of its now naked stem being more marked than before. "It quite terrified him when he first saw what you had done to it this morning," she added. "He declares it will come down upon us and cleave us, like 'the sword of the Lord and of Gideon.'" "Well; can I do anything else?" asked he. "The doctor says the tree ought to be cut down." "Oh--you've had the doctor?" This is page 109 of 400. [Marked] This title is on Your Bookshelf. Buy a copy of The Woodlanders at Amazon.com
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