Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 40

           

           “How’sthat?”

           “Becausenobodycouldlove‘eemorethanTessdid!...Shewouldhavelaiddownherlifefor‘ee.Icoulddonomore.”

           LiketheprophetonthetopofPeor,IzzHuettwouldfainhavespokenperverselyatsuchamoment,butthefascinationexercisedoverherroughernaturebyTess’scharactercompelledhertograce.

           Clarewassilent;hishearthadrisenatthesestraightforwardwordsfromsuchanunexpectedunimpeachablequarter.Inhisthroatwassomethingasifasobhadsolidifiedthere.Hisearrepeated,“SHEWOULDHAVELAIDDOWNHERLIFEFOR‘EE.ICOULDDONOMORE!”

           “Forgetouridletalk,Izz,”hesaid,turningthehorse’sheadsuddenly.“Idon’tknowwhatI’vebeensaying!Iwillnowdriveyoubacktowhereyourlanebranchesoff.”

           “Somuchforhonestytowards‘ee!O—howcanIbearithowcanI—howcanI!”

           IzzHuettburstintowildtears,andbeatherforeheadasshesawwhatshehaddone.

           “Doyouregretthatpoorlittleactofjusticetoanabsentone?O,Izz,don’tspoilitbyregret!”

           Shestilledherselfbydegrees.

           “Verywell,sir.PerhapsIdidn’tknowwhatIwassaying,either,whwhenIagreedtogo!Iwishwhatcannotbe!”

           “BecauseIhavealovingwifealready.”

           “Yes,yes!Youhave!”

           Theyreachedthecornerofthelanewhichtheyhadpassedhalfanhourearlier,andshehoppeddown.

           “Izzplease,pleaseforgetmymomentarylevity!”hecried.

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