Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 11

           D’Urbervillethereuponturnedback;butbythistimethemoonhadquitegonedown,andpartlyonaccountofthefogTheChasewaswrappedinthickdarkness,althoughmorningwasnotfaroff.Hewasobligedtoadvancewithoutstretchedhandstoavoidcontactwiththeboughs,anddiscoveredthattohittheexactspotfromwhichhehadstartedwasatfirstentirelybeyondhim.Roamingupanddown,roundandround,heatlengthheardaslightmovementofthehorsecloseathand;andthesleeveofhisovercoatunexpectedlycaughthisfoot.

           “Tess!”saidd’Urberville.

           Therewasnoanswer.Theobscuritywasnowsogreatthathecouldseeabsolutelynothingbutapalenebulousnessathisfeet,whichrepresentedthewhitemuslinfigurehehadleftuponthedeadleaves.Everythingelsewasblacknessalike.D’Urbervillestooped;andheardagentleregularbreathing.Hekneltandbentlower,tillherbreathwarmedhisface,andinamomenthischeekwasincontactwithhers.Shewassleepingsoundly,anduponhereyelashestherelingeredtears.

           Darknessandsilenceruledeverywherearound.AbovethemrosetheprimevalyewsandoaksofTheChase,inwhichtherepoisedgentleroostingbirdsintheirlastnap;andaboutthemstolethehoppingrabbitsandhares.But,mightsomesay,wherewasTess’sguardianangel?wherewastheprovidenceofhersimplefaith?Perhaps,likethatothergodofwhomtheironicalTishbitespoke,hewastalking,orhewaspursuing,orhewasinajourney,orhewassleepingandnottobeawaked

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