Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 51

           Darknesshadnowfallenwithout,butsheputherfacetothepaneasthoughtopeerintothegloom.Itwasreallytohidehertears.Ifshecouldonlybelievewhatthechildrenweresinging;ifshewereonlysure,howdifferentallwouldnowbe;howconfidentlyshewouldleavethemtoProvidenceandtheirfuturekingdom!But,indefaultofthat,itbehovedhertodosomething;tobetheirProvidence;fortoTess,astonotafewmillionsofothers,therewasghastlysatireinthepoet’slines

           Notinutternakedness

           Buttrailingcloudsofglorydowecome.

           Toherandherlike,birthitselfwasanordealofdegradingpersonalcompulsion,whosegratuitousnessnothingintheresultseemedtojustify,andatbestcouldonlypalliate.

           Intheshadesofthewetroadshesoondiscernedhermotherwithtall‘Liza-LuandAbraham.MrsDurbeyfield’spattensclickeduptothedoor,andTessopenedit.

           “Iseethetracksofahorseoutsidethewindow,”saidJoan.“Hevsomebodycalled?”

           “No,”saidTess.

           Thechildrenbythefirelookedgravelyather,andonemurmured

           “Why,Tess,thegentlemana-horseback!”

           “Hedidn’tcall,”saidTess.“Hespoketomeinpassing.”

           “Whowasthegentleman?”askedthemother.“Yourhusband?”

           “No.He’llnever,nevercome,”answeredTessinstonyhopelessness.

           “Thenwhowasit?”

           “Oh,youneedn’task.You’veseenhimbefore,andsohaveI.”

           “Ah!Whatdidhesay?”saidJoancuriously.

           “IwilltellyouwhenwearesettledinourlodgingatKingsberetomorroweveryword

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