Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 24

           Anditwasthetouchoftheimperfectuponthewould-beperfectthatgavethesweetness,becauseitwasthatwhichgavethehumanity.

           Clarehadstudiedthecurvesofthoselipssomanytimesthathecouldreproducethemmentallywithease:andnow,astheyagainconfrontedhim,clothedwithcolourandlife,theysentanAURAoverhisflesh,abreezethroughhisnerves,whichwellnighproducedaqualm;andactuallyproduced,bysomemysteriousphysiologicalprocess,aprosaicsneeze.

           Shethenbecameconsciousthathewasobservingher;butshewouldnotshowitbyanychangeofposition,thoughthecuriousdream-likefixitydisappeared,andacloseeyemighteasilyhavediscernedthattherosinessofherfacedeepened,andthenfadedtillonlyatingeofitwasleft.

           TheinfluencethathadpassedintoClarelikeanexcitationfromtheskydidnotdiedown.Resolutions,reticences,prudences,fears,fellbacklikeadefeatedbattalion.Hejumpedupfromhisseat,and,leavinghispailtobekickedoverifthemilcherhadsuchamind,wentquicklytowardsthedesireofhiseyes,and,kneelingdownbesideher,claspedherinhisarms.

           Tesswastakencompletelybysurprise,andsheyieldedtohisembracewithunreflectinginevitableness.Havingseenthatitwasreallyherloverwhohadadvanced,andnooneelse,herlipsparted,andshesankuponhiminhermomentaryjoy,withsomethingverylikeanecstaticcry.

           Hehadbeenonthepointofkissingthattootemptingmouth,buthecheckedhimself,fortenderconscience’sake.

           “Forgiveme,Tessdear!”hewhispered.

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