Far from the Madding Crowd Page #2

would ever leave a farm to a woman.

His nearest relation, she is. Ah.

Looks in the glass

to put on her nightcap properly. Ha, ha.

Very vain female.

Help, everyone!

- Gonna catch, they'll all go up!

Help. Help!

That were a funny thing to do...

...leave a farm to a woman.

Looks in her glass

to put on her nightcap properly.

That's a vain female.

Her's a vain female, for sure.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Keep back, you lot there. It's hopeless.

The whole yard will go up.

Where's the bailiff?

Where's Bailiff Pennyways?

Where's Bailiff Pennyways?

- Nobody's ever seen him, it's hopeless.

- Where's Bailiff Pennyways?

- I don't know, ma'am.

- I don't know where he is in all this mess.

Where's Bailiff Pennyways?

He must be somewhere.

Just go and find him.

Go and find the bailiff.

Leave the rick alone.

It's gone. It's hopeless, sir.

It's hopeless.

No, it's not. Get rick tops. Rick tops.

Rick tops. You, get water.

Bring those underneath,

stop the draft underneath it.

Rick tops?

Rick tops.

You, get water.

Water. Bring the water over here!

This way.

Soak these ricks up.

Make a line. Make a line. Make a line.

Here.

Full buckets coming up.

The empty ones going down.

Keep this line going.

Who's that giving orders?

Bring the water over here.

Faster down there.

- Pass them down quicker.

Buckets. Buckets.

There goes the other rick.

- Get the ladder.

The ladder.

Fetch your dad's claw.

- Who is that man taking charge?

- I don't know.

But whoever he is,

he saved your ricks for you.

Where's Bailiff Pennyways?

Let's go. Put it in the bottom there.

Down that way. Pour it on there.

You want a shepherd, ma'am?

Who's that?

What are you doing here,

Mr. Pennyways?

It's you, Miss Everdene. L...

You startled me.

I was shifting some barley...

...because of the fire.

- Don't you lie to me like that.

Leave that and get out.

- Don't get the wrong idea, Miss Everdene.

- I haven't.

Last count there were five sacks missing.

- Now I know why.

- Now, look...

I want you off this farm before sunrise.

Otherwise, I'll have you thrown off.

Do you understand?

Give me the keys.

Laid at him like a tomcat, I heard.

Did she?

Wondering who's gonna be baily now.

Question is, who's gonna be baily now?

What kind of a place is this to live at?

What kind of a missus

is she to work under?

Her hasn't had the farm

above a couple of weeks.

Her uncle was took bad,

doctor was sent for.

But with all his worldwide skill,

he couldn't save the man.

Yes, yes, yes.

Good morning, miss.

Good morning.

Before I begin, you ought to know that

the bailiff has been dismissed for thieving.

- Pennyways?

And I resolve to have no bailiff at all.

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