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              Shake off dull sloth。。。 



Here   some   measurement   was   to   be   taken   which   required   more 

concentrated attention; and the sonorous voice subsided into a low 

whistle; but it presently broke out again with renewed vigour— 



              “Let all thy converse be sincere; 

              Thy conscience as the noonday clear。 



Such a voice could only come from a broad chest; and   the   broad 

chest   belonged   to   a   large…boned;   muscular   man         nearly   six  feet 

high; with a back so flat and a head so  well  poised   that  when   he 

drew himself up to take a more distant survey of his work; he had 

the air of a soldier standing at ease。 The sleeve rolled up above the 

elbow showed an arm that was likely to win the prize for feats of 

strength;     yet  the   long   supple    hand;   with    its  broad   finger…tips; 

looked ready for works of skill。 In his tall stalwartness Adam Bede 

was a Saxon; and justified his name; but the jet…black hair; made 

the more noticeable by its contrast  with  the   light  paper  cap;   and 

the keen glance of  the  dark  eyes   that  shone  from   under strongly 

marked;   prominent  and mobile   eyebrows; indicated   a   mixture   of 

Celtic blood。 The face was   large  and   roughly  hewn;  and  when   in 

repose had no other beauty than such as belongs to an expression 

of good…humoured honest intelligence。 

    It is clear at a glance that the next workman is Adam’s brother。 

He is nearly as tall; he has the same type of features; the same hue 

of   hair   and   complexion;   but   the   strength   of   the   family   likeness 

seems only to render more conspicuous the remarkable difference 

of expression both in form and face。 Seth’s broad shoulders have a 



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slight stoop; his eyes are grey; his eyebrows have less prominence 

and   more   repose   than   his   brother’s;   and   his   glance;      instead   of 

being keen; is confiding and benign。 He has thrown off his paper 

cap;    and   you    see  that   his  hair   is  not  thick   and    straight;   like 

Adam’s;      but   thin  and   wavy;    allowing    you   to  discern    the   exact 

contour  of  a   coronal arch  that  predominates   very   decidedly   over 

the brow。 

    The idle tramps always felt sure   they  could   get  a  copper  from 

Seth; they scarcely ever spoke to Adam。 

    The concert of the tools and Adam’s voice was at last broken by 

Seth; who; lifting the door at which he had been working intently; 

placed it against the wall; and said; “There! I’ve finished my door 

to…day; anyhow。” 

    The workmen all looked up; Jim Salt; a burly; red…haired man 

known as Sandy Jim; paused from his planing; and Adam said to 

Seth;   with  a   sharp   glance   of  surprise;   “What!  Dost  think   thee   ’st 

finished the door?” 

    “Aye;     sure;”    said   Seth;    with    answering      surprise;    “what’s 

awanting to ’t?” 

    A   loud   roar   of   laughter   from   the   other   three   workmen   made 

Seth look round confusedly。 Adam did not join in the laughter; but 

there   was   a   slight  smile   on   his   face   as   he   said;   in   a   gentler   tone 

than before; “Why; thee ’st forgot the panels。” 

    The laughter burst out afresh as Seth clapped his hands to his 

head; and coloured over brow and crown。 

    “Hoorray!”       shouted     a  small    lithe   fellow   called    Wiry    Ben; 

running forward and seizing the door。 “We’ll hang up th’ door at 

fur   end   o’   th’   shop   an’   write   on   ’t   ‘Seth   Bede;   the   Methody;   his 

work。’ Here; Jim; lend’s hould o’ th’ red pot。” 



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    “Nonsense!”       said  Adam。     “Let   it  alone;  Ben   Cranage。     You’ll 

mayhap be making such a slip   yourself  some   day;   you’ll laugh  o’ 

th’ other side o’ your mouth then。” 

    “Catch me at it; Adam。 It’ll be a good while afore my head’s full 

o’ th’ Methodies;” said Ben。 

    “Nay; but it’s often full o’ drink; and that’s worse。” 

   Ben; however; had now got the “red pot” in his hand; and was 

about     to   begin    writing    his  inscription;    making;     by    way    of 

preliminary; an imaginary S in the air。 

    “Let it alone; will you?” Adam called out; laying down his tools; 

striding up to Ben; and seizing his right shoulder。 “Let it alone; or 

I’ll shake the soul out o’ your body。” 

   Ben shook in Adam’s iron grasp; but; like a plucky small man as 

he was; he didn’t mean to give in。 With his left hand he snatched 

the brush from his powerless right; and made a movement as if he 

would perform the feat of writing with his left。 In a moment Adam 

turned   him   round;   seized   his   other   shoulder;   and;   pushing   him 

along; pinned him against the wall。 But now Seth spoke。 

    “Let be; Addy; let be。 Ben will be joking。 Why; he’s i’ the right to 

laugh at me—I canna help laughing at myself。” 

    “I shan’t loose him till he promises to let the door alone;” said 

Adam。 

    “Come;   Ben;   lad;”   said   Seth;   in   a   persuasive   tone;   “don’t   let’s 

have  a   quarrel   about  it。   You  know  Adam   will   have   his   way。   You 

may ’s well try to turn a waggon in a narrow lane。 Say you’ll leave 

the door alone; and make an end on ’t。” 

    “I binna frighted at Adam;” said Ben; “but I donna mind sayin’ 

as I’ll let ’t alone at your askin’; Seth。” 

    “Come;     that’s   wise   of  you;  Ben;”    said  Adam;     laughing    and 



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relaxing his grasp。 

    They all returned to their work now; but Wiry Ben; having had 

the    worst    in  the   bodily   contest;    was   bent    on   retrieving    that 

humiliation by a success in sarcasm。 

    “Which      was    ye  thinkin’    on;   Seth;”    he   began—“the       pretty 

parson’s face or her sarmunt; when ye forgot the panels?” 

    “Come and hear her; Ben;” said Seth; good…humouredly; “she’s 

going to preach on the Green to…night; happen ye’d get something 

to think on yourself then; instead o’ those wicked songs you’re so 

fond   on。   Ye   might   get   religion;   and   that   ’ud  be   the  best   day’s 

earnings y’ ever made。” 

    “All i’ good time for that; Seth; I’ll think about that when I’m a… 

goin’   to  settle   i’ life; bachelors doesn’t  want  such  heavy   earnin’s。 

Happen I shall do the coortin’ an’ the religion both together; as ye 

do; Seth; but ye wouldna ha’ me get converted an’ chop in atween 

ye an’ the pretty preacher; an’ carry her aff?” 

    “No fear o’ that; Ben; she’s neither for you nor for me to win; I 

doubt。 Only you  come and   hear  her; and   you  won’t  speak lightly 

on her again。” 

    “Well; I’m half a mind t’ ha’ a look at her to…night; if there isn’t 

good   company   at   th’   Holly   Bush。   What’ll   she   take   for   her   text? 

Happen ye can tell me; Seth; if so be as I shouldna come up i’ time 

for ’t。 Will ’t be—what come ye out for to see? A prophetess? Yea; I 

say   unto   you;   and   more   than   a   prophetess—a   uncommon   pretty 

young woman。” 

    “Come; Ben;” said Adam; rather sternly; “you let  the   words   o’ 

the Bible alone; you’re going too far now。” 

    “What!   Are ye   a…turnin’   roun’;   Adam?   I   thought   ye   war   dead 

again th’ women preachin’; a while agoo?” 



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    “Nay;   I’m   not   turnin’   noway。   I   said   nought   about   the   women 

preachin’。   I said;   You   let   the   Bible   alone:   you’ve   got   a   jest…book; 

han’t you; as you’re rare and proud on? Keep your dirty fingers to 

that。” 

    “Why;   y’   are   gettin’   as   big   a   saint   as   Seth。   Y’are   goin’   to   th’ 

preachin’ to…night; I should think。 Ye’ll do finely t’ lead the singin’。 

But I don’ know what Parson Irwine ’ull say at his gran’ favright 

Adam Bede a…turnin’ Methody。” 

    “Never do you bother yourself about me; Ben。 I’m not a…going 

to turn Methodist any more nor you are—though it’s like enough 

you’ll   turn   to   something   worse。   Mester   Irwi

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