Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 11

           

           “Iwon’tpardonyouunlessyoushowsomeconfidenceinme.GoodGod!”heburstout,“whatamI,toberepulsedsobyamerechitlikeyou?Fornearthreemortalmonthshaveyoutrifledwithmyfeelings,eludedme,andsnubbedme;andIwon’tstandit!”

           “I”llleaveyoutomorrow,sir.”

           “No,youwillnotleavemetomorrow!Willyou,Iaskoncemore,showyourbeliefinmebylettingmeclaspyouwithmyarm?Come,betweenustwoandnobodyelse,now.Weknoweachotherwell;andyouknowthatIloveyou,andthinkyoutheprettiestgirlintheworld,whichyouare.Mayn’tItreatyouasalover?”

           Shedrewaquickpettishbreathofobjection,writhinguneasilyonherseat,lookedfarahead,andmurmured,“Idon’tknowIwishhowcanIsayyesornowhen

           Hesettledthematterbyclaspinghisarmroundherashedesired,andTessexpressednofurthernegative.ThustheysidledslowlyonwardtillitstruckhertheyhadbeenadvancingforanunconscionabletimefarlongerthanwasusuallyoccupiedbytheshortjourneyfromChaseborough,evenatthiswalkingpace,andthattheywerenolongeronhardroad,butinameretrackway.

           “Why,wherebewe?”sheexclaimed.

           “Passingbyawood.”

           “Awoodwhatwood?Surelywearequiteoutoftheroad?”

           “AbitofTheChasetheoldestwoodinEngland.

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