Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 12

           Andifcertaincircumstancesshouldariseyouunderstandinwhichyouareintheleastneed,theleastdifficulty,sendmeoneline,andyoushallhavebyreturnwhateveryourequire.ImaynotbeatTrantridgeIamgoingtoLondonforatimeIcan’tstandtheoldwoman.Butallletterswillbeforwarded.”

           Shesaidthatshedidnotwishhimtodriveherfurther,andtheystoppedjustundertheclumpoftrees.D’Urbervillealighted,andliftedherdownbodilyinhisarms,afterwardsplacingherarticlesonthegroundbesideher.Shebowedtohimslightly,hereyejustlingeringinhis;andthensheturnedtotaketheparcelsfordeparture.

           Alecd’Urbervilleremovedhiscigar,benttowardsher,andsaid

           “Youarenotgoingtoturnawaylikethat,dear!Come!”

           “Ifyouwish,”sheansweredindifferently.“Seehowyou’vemasteredme!”

           Shethereuponturnedroundandliftedherfacetohis,andremainedlikeamarbletermwhileheimprintedakissuponhercheekhalfperfunctorily,halfasifzesthadnotyetquitediedout.Hereyesvaguelyrestedupontheremotesttreesinthelanewhilethekisswasgiven,asthoughshewerenearlyunconsciousofwhathedid.

           “Nowtheotherside,foroldacquaintance’sake.”

           Sheturnedherheadinthesamepassiveway,asonemightturnattherequestofasketcherorhairdresser,andhekissedtheotherside,hislipstouchingcheeksthatweredampandsmoothlychillastheskinofthemushroomsinthefieldsaround.

           “Youdon’tgivemeyourmouthandkissmeback.

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