Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 28

           

           “Iwilltrynot!AndI’llgiveyoumyreasonstomorrownextweek.”

           “SayonSunday?”

           “Yes,onSunday.”

           Atlastshegotaway,anddidnotstopinherretreattillshewasinthethicketofpollardwillowsatthelowersideofthebarton,whereshecouldbequiteunseen.HereTessflungherselfdownupontherustlingundergrowthofspear-grass,asuponabed,andremainedcrouchinginpalpitatingmiserybrokenbymomentaryshootsofjoy,whichherfearsabouttheendingcouldnotaltogethersuppress.

           Inreality,shewasdriftingintoacquiescence.Everysee-sawofherbreath,everywaveofherblood,everypulsesinginginherears,wasavoicethatjoinedwithnatureinrevoltagainstherscrupulousness.Reckless,inconsiderateacceptanceofhim;toclosewithhimatthealtar,revealingnothing,andchancingdiscovery;tosnatchripepleasurebeforetheironteethofpaincouldhavetimetoshutuponher:thatwaswhatlovecounselled;andinalmostaterrorofecstasyTessdivinedthat,despitehermanymonthsoflonelyself-chastisement,wrestlings,communings,schemestoleadafutureofaustereisolation,love’scounselwouldprevail.

           Theafternoonadvanced,andstillsheremainedamongthewillows.Sheheardtherattleoftakingdownthepailsfromtheforkedstands;the“waow-waow!”whichaccompaniedthegettingtogetherofthecows.Butshedidnotgotothemilking.Theywouldseeheragitation;andthedairyman,thinkingthecausetobelovealone,wouldgood-naturedlyteaseher;andthatharassmentcouldnotbeborne

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