TWO:Sometimes she would have anxious moments, a strange sense of fear. "I'm a bad woman," she would[Pg 350] repeat to herself, and she would dread the thought of her sister Tilly. But the terrors did not last, they were driven away by the remembrance of what her life had been before she met Joeits drabness, its aimless toil, its lassitude, its humiliations. She would have been a fool to spurn her golden chance when it came. It had been her only chance; after all it was not as if she ever could have married. She had had to choose between the life she had led up to that August evening and the life she was leading now, and she could not regret her choice.All Peasmarsh went to the Fair. It was a recognised holiday. All farm workexcept the most barely necessarywas put aside, and the ploughman and dairymaid rollicked with their betters. The road across Boarzell was dark with them, coming from all quartersPlayden, Iden, Beckley, Northiam, BodiamOld Turk's Farm, Baron's Grange, Corkwood, Kitchenhoureven from Blackbrook and Ethnam on the Kentish border.
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