Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 51

           Mysomebodywasgoingtotellitmeonce,butdidn’t.”

           “Ifyouareagenuined’UrbervilleIoughtnottotellyoueither,Isuppose.Asforme,I’mashamone,soitdoesn’tmatter.Itisratherdismal.Itisthatthissoundofanon-existentcoachcanonlybeheardbyoneofd’Urbervilleblood,anditisheldtobeofill-omentotheonewhohearsit.Ithastodowithamurder,committedbyoneofthefamily,centuriesago.”

           “Nowyouhavebegunit,finishit.”

           “Verywell.Oneofthefamilyissaidtohaveabductedsomebeautifulwoman,whotriedtoescapefromthecoachinwhichhewascarryingheroff,andinthestrugglehekilledherorshekilledhimIforgetwhich.Suchisoneversionofthetale....Iseethatyourtubsandbucketsarepacked.Goingaway,aren’tyou?”

           “Yes,tomorrowOldLadyDay.”

           “Iheardyouwere,butcouldhardlybelieveit;itseemssosudden.Whyisit?”

           “Father’swasthelastlifeontheproperty,andwhenthatdroppedwehadnofurtherrighttostay.Thoughwemight,perhaps,havestayedasweeklytenantsifithadnotbeenforme.”

           “Whataboutyou?”

           “Iamnotaproperwoman.”

           D’Urberville’sfaceflushed.

           “Whatablastedshame!Miserablesnobs!Maytheirdirtysoulsbeburnttocinders!”heexclaimedintonesofironicresentment.“That’swhyyouaregoing,isit?Turnedout?”

           “Wearenotturnedoutexactly;butastheysaidweshouldhavetogosoon,itwasbesttogonoweverybodywasmovingbecausetherearebetterchances.

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