Thomas Hardy

“ Its ruddy light shone on the underslopes of their faces, and spread out over the floor of the room with the low horizontality of the setting sun, giving to every grain of sand and tumour in the paving a long shadow towards the door.
Edward looked at his pale love through the thin azure twines of smoke that went up like ringlets between them, and invested her, as seen through its medium, with the shadowy appearance of a phantom. Nothing is so potent for coaxing back the lost eyes of a woman as a discreet silence in the man who has so lost them--and thus the patient Edward coaxed hers. ”

“ Edward Springrove stood in the grey light outside.
'Capital--not gone to Australia, and not going, of course!' cried Owen. 'What's the use of going to such a place as that?--I never believed that you would.'
'I am going back to London again to-morrow,' said Springrove, 'and I called to say a word before going. Where is . . . ?'
'She has just run upstairs. Come in--never mind scraping your shoes--we are regular cottagers now; stone floor, yawning chimney-corner, and all, you see.'
'Mrs. Manston came,' said Edward awkwardly, when he had sat down in the chimney-corner by preference. ”

“ His manner was unmistakable.'
'Well, I have other suspicions,' repeated Edward; 'and if I only had the right--if I were her husband or brother, he should be convicted of bigamy yet.'
'The reproof was not needed,' said Owen, with a little bitterness. 'What can I do--a man with neither money nor friends--whilst Manston has Miss Aldclyffe and all her fortune to back him up? ”