Тесс з роду д’Ербервілей

Chapter 10

           Helivedinanout-of-the-waynookofthetownlet,andintryingtofindhercoursethitherhereyesfelluponMrd’Urbervillestandingatastreetcorner.

           “WhatmyBeauty?Youheresolate?”hesaid.

           Shetoldhimthatshewassimplywaitingforcompanyhomeward.

           “I’llseeyouagain,”saidheoverhershoulderasshewentondownthebacklane.

           Approachingthehay-trussersshecouldhearthefiddlednotesofareelproceedingfromsomebuildingintherear;butnosoundofdancingwasaudibleanexceptionalstateofthingsfortheseparts,whereasarulethestampingdrownedthemusic.Thefrontdoorbeingopenshecouldseestraightthroughthehouseintothegardenatthebackasfarastheshadesofnightwouldallow;andnobodyappearingtoherknockshetraversedthedwellingandwentupthepathtotheouthousewhencethesoundhadattractedher.

           Itwasawindowlesserectionusedforstorage,andfromtheopendoortherefloatedintotheobscurityamistofyellowradiance,whichatfirstTessthoughttobeilluminatedsmoke.Butondrawingnearersheperceivedthatitwasacloudofdust,litbycandleswithintheouthouse,whosebeamsuponthehazecarriedforwardtheoutlineofthedoorwayintothewidenightofthegarden.

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