Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 53

           

           Thenewarrival,whowasjustabouttoenter,sawtheiranxiousfacesinthedoorwayandthegleamofthewestintheirspectaclesbecausetheyconfrontedthelastraysofday;buttheycouldonlyseehisshapeagainstthelight.

           “O,myboy,myboyhomeagainatlast!”criedMrsClare,whocarednomoreatthatmomentforthestainsofheterodoxywhichhascausedallthisseparationthanforthedustuponhisclothes.Whatwoman,indeed,amongthemostfaithfuladherentsofthetruth,believesthepromisesandthreatsoftheWordinthesenseinwhichshebelievesinherownchildren,orwouldnotthrowhertheologytothewindifweighedagainsttheirhappiness?Assoonastheyreachedtheroomwherethecandleswerelightedshelookedathisface.

           “O,itisnotAngelnotmysontheAngelwhowentaway!”shecriedinalltheironyofsorrow,assheturnedherselfaside.

           Hisfather,too,wasshockedtoseehim,soreducedwasthatfigurefromitsformercontoursbyworryandthebadseasonthatClarehadexperienced,intheclimatetowhichhehadsorashlyhurriedinhisfirstaversiontothemockeryofeventsathome.Youcouldseetheskeletonbehindtheman,andalmosttheghostbehindtheskeleton.HematchedCrivelli’sdeadCHRISTUS.Hissunkeneye-pitswereofmorbidhue,andthelightinhiseyeshadwaned.Theangularhollowsandlinesofhisagedancestorshadsucceededtotheirreigninhisfacetwentyyearsbeforetheirtime.

           “Iwasilloverthere,youknow,”hesaid.“Iamallrightnow.

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