Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 14

           

           Thehouseholdwenttobed,and,distressedbeyondmeasure,Tessretiredalso.Shewascontinuallywakingasshelay,andinthemiddleofthenightfoundthatthebabywasstillworse.Itwasobviouslydyingquietlyandpainlessly,butnonethelesssurely.

           Inhermiserysherockedherselfuponthebed.Theclockstruckthesolemnhourofone,thathourwhenfancystalksoutsidereason,andmalignantpossibilitiesstandrock-firmasfacts.Shethoughtofthechildconsignedtothenethermostcornerofhell,asitsdoubledoomforlackofbaptismandlackoflegitimacy;sawthearch-fiendtossingitwithhisthree-prongedfork,liketheonetheyusedforheatingtheovenonbakingdays;towhichpicturesheaddedmanyotherquaintandcuriousdetailsoftormentsometimestaughttheyounginthisChristiancountry.Theluridpresentmentsopowerfullyaffectedherimaginationinthesilenceofthesleepinghousethathernightgownbecamedampwithperspiration,andthebedsteadshookwitheachthrobofherheart.

           Theinfant’sbreathinggrewmoredifficult,andthemother’smentaltensionincreased.Itwasuselesstodevourthelittlethingwithkisses;shecouldstayinbednolonger,andwalkedfeverishlyabouttheroom.

           “OmercifulGod,havepity;havepityuponmypoorbaby!”shecried.“Heapasmuchangerasyouwanttouponme,andwelcome;butpitythechild!”

           Sheleantagainstthechestofdrawers,andmurmuredincoherentsupplicationsforalongwhile,tillshesuddenlystartedup.

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