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TWO:Then misery turned to rage. It was Reuben who had brought her to this, who had stolen her from Harry, forced her into marrying him, and exposed her to this anguish. She hated Reuben. She hated him. With all the fierceness of her conquered soul and yielded body she hated him. She would have nothing more to do with him, she would be revenged on him, punish him ... a little hoarse scream of rage burst from her lips, and she turned suddenly and ran out of that dreadful room.

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FORE:A sudden weariness passed over Naomi, and Reuben led her out of the dance and brought her a drink of mild icy ale. He did not offer to take her home, and she did not ask to go. If he had offered she would have gone, but she had no will of her own��all desire, all initiative was drowned in the rhythm of the dance and the sadness of the old tune.They reached Odiam, both feeling that the glory of those last three months had departed. The sight of Boarzell, lying black and hullish across their path, had made them realise that their happiness was but an interval, an interlude between more significant, more sinister things. Naomi had lost her peace and confidence, she seemed to avoid her husband, was tongue-tied in his presence, gave him a hurried good night from the door. Reuben was silent and meditative��when his eyes rested on Naomi they were half regretful.

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FORE:The positions of husband and wife were now reversed. It was Reuben who sulked and gloomed, looking at the baby askance, while Naomi moved in a daydream of peace and rapture and desire satisfied. She was too happy to care much about her husband's disappointment. She would never have believed it if anyone had told her in the first weeks of her marriage that she could have a joy and not mind if he did not share it, a child and not fret if he did not love it. But now her child sufficed her, or rather she had learned the lesson of wives, to suffice herself, and could love and rejoice without a comrade.

FORE:"Great God!" cried Holgrave, rushing forward to look at the infant,��the feelings of the father overcoming every selfish consideration.

FORE:"Well," interrupted Calverley, with a contemptuous smile��"well, well, Byles, I see you prefer a jail for yourself, and beggary and starvation for your wife and child. Aye��perhaps to ask bread from Stephen Holgrave."

FORE:"The work that I strove for has begun, and it will finish; but mine eyes will not live to see that day. From the hour that blood was shed I forsook the cause; but I hid myself from the snares that were laid for me;��for I said, surely the light shall yet rise up in darkness! and it has risen; and it will grow brighter and brighter;��but John Ball's task is done, and he gives himself up to the death that awaits him."