misselizabethbennets:“My name is Gabriel Oak.”“And mine isn’t. You seem fond of yours in speaking it
misselizabethbennets:“My name is Gabriel Oak.”“And mine isn’t. You seem fond of yours in speaking it so decisively, Gabriel Oak.”“You see, it is the only one I shall ever have, and I must make the most of it.”“I always think mine sounds odd and disagreeable.” […] By making inquiries he found that the girl’s name was Bathsheba Everdene, and that the cow would go dry in about seven days. He dreaded the eighth day. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy -- source link