Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 8

           

           “Well,Idon’t.IfanylivingmancanmanagethishorseIcan:Iwon’tsayanylivingmancandoitbutifsuchhasthepower,Iamhe.”

           “Whydoyouhavesuchahorse?”

           “Ah,wellmayyouaskit!Itwasmyfate,Isuppose.Tibhaskilledonechap;andjustafterIboughthershenearlykilledme.Andthen,takemywordforit,Inearlykilledher.Butshe’stouchystill,verytouchy;andone’slifeishardlysafebehindhersometimes.”

           Theywerejustbeginningtodescend;anditwasevidentthatthehorse,whetherofherownwillorofhis(thelatterbeingthemorelikely),knewsowelltherecklessperformanceexpectedofherthatshehardlyrequiredahintfrombehind.

           Down,down,theysped,thewheelshumminglikeatop,thedog-cartrockingrightandleft,itsaxisacquiringaslightlyobliquesetinrelationtothelineofprogress;thefigureofthehorserisingandfallinginundulationsbeforethem.Sometimesawheelwasofftheground,itseemed,formanyyards;sometimesastonewassentspinningoverthehedge,andflintysparksfromthehorse’shoofsoutshonethedaylight.Theaspectofthestraightroadenlargedwiththeiradvance,thetwobanksdividinglikeasplittingstick;onerushingpastateachshoulder.

           ThewindblewthroughTess’swhitemuslintoherveryskin,andherwashedhairflewoutbehind.Shewasdeterminedtoshownoopenfear,butsheclutchedd’Urberville’srein-arm.

           “Don’ttouchmyarm!Weshallbethrownoutifyoudo!Holdonroundmywaist!”

           Shegraspedhiswaist,andsotheyreachedthebottom.

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