Thomas Hardy,
Far from the Madding Crowd — Chapter XXVI
(1874)
“ I have been doing the same for you today.""I suppose I must thank you for that, Sergeant Troy," said the Queen of the Corn-market, in an indifferently grateful tone.The sergeant looked hurt and sad. "Indeed you must not, Miss Everdene," he said. "Why could you think such a thing necessary?""I am glad it is not.""Why? if I may ask without offence.""Because I don't much want to thank you for anything.""I am afraid I have made a hole with my tongue that my heart will never mend. O these intolerable times: that ill-luck should follow a man for honestly telling a woman she is beautiful! ”
