Far from the Madding Crowd Chapter XXVIII

In which Bathsheba ventures into a secluded hollow filled with radiant ferns to learn the artful and dazzling art of swordplay from Sergeant Troy, whose skill and swiftness fill the summer air with shimmering light and swift, graceful motions. Amid the earnest instruction and perilous closeness of their encounter, an impulsive and tender moment passes between them, marking a stirring and poignant impression upon Bathsheba’s heart.