Adam Bede
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The clock excuses every workman at Burge's shop except you, Adam Bede, still fitting panels after hours while your father's promised coffin boards sit unfinished in the corner. On the green, after her sermon, you meet Dinah Morris, and her calm steadies you enough to admit the truth: your father drinks, and you fear tonight is the night it costs him. It is — a lantern search along the flooded millrace ends with a felt hat in the current and a pale hand beneath an overturned cart.
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