Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 17

           

           “MrAngelClare—hethatislearningmilking,andthatplaystheharp—neversaysmuchtous.Heisapa’son’sson,andistoomuchtakenupwi’hisownthoughtstonoticegirls.Heisthedairyman’spupil—learningfarminginallitsbranches.Hehaslearntsheep-farmingatanotherplace,andhe’snowmasteringdairy-work....Yes,heisquitethegentleman-born.HisfatheristheReverentMrClareatEmminster—agoodmanymilesfromhere.”

           “Oh—Ihaveheardofhim,”saidhercompanion,nowawake.“Averyearnestclergyman,ishenot?”

           “Yes—thatheis—theearnestestmaninallWessex,theysay—thelastoftheoldLowChurchsort,theytellme—forallaboutherebewhattheycallHigh.Allhissons,exceptourMrClare,bemadepa’sonstoo.”

           TesshadnotatthishourthecuriositytoaskwhythepresentMrClarewasnotmadeaparsonlikehisbrethren,andgraduallyfellasleepagain,thewordsofherinformantcomingtoheralongwiththesmellofthecheesesintheadjoiningcheeseloft,andthemeasureddrippingofthewheyfromthewringsdownstairs.

           

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