Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 31

           Sonomoreatpresent,andwithkindlovetoyourYoungMan.Fromyouraffectte.Mother.

           J.DURBEYFIELD

           “Omother,mother!”murmuredTess.

           ShewasrecognizinghowlightwasthetouchofeventsthemostoppressiveuponMrsDurbeyfield’selasticspirit.HermotherdidnotseelifeasTesssawit.Thathauntingepisodeofbygonedayswastohermotherbutapassingaccident.Butperhapshermotherwasrightastothecoursetobefollowed,whatevershemightbeinherreasons.Silenceseemed,onthefaceofit,bestforheradoredone’shappiness:silenceitshouldbe.

           Thussteadiedbyacommandfromtheonlypersonintheworldwhohadanyshadowofrighttocontrolheraction,Tessgrewcalmer.Theresponsibilitywasshifted,andherheartwaslighterthanithadbeenforweeks.Thedaysofdecliningautumnwhichfollowedherassent,beginningwiththemonthofOctober,formedaseasonthroughwhichshelivedinspiritualaltitudesmorenearlyapproachingecstasythananyotherperiodofherlife.

           TherewashardlyatouchofearthinherloveforClare.Tohersublimetrustfulnesshewasallthatgoodnesscouldbeknewallthataguide,philosopher,andfriendshouldknow.Shethoughteverylineinthecontourofhispersontheperfectionofmasculinebeauty,hissoulthesoulofasaint,hisintellectthatofaseer.Thewisdomofherloveforhim,aslove,sustainedherdignity;sheseemedtobewearingacrown.Thecompassionofhisloveforher,asshesawit,madeherliftupherhearttohimindevotion.

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