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WOAINI ent the cradle; the candle-flame stretched itself tall, and began jigging up and down; the water dribbled from the matron’s elbows, and the song galloped on to the end of the verse, Mrs Durbeyfield regarding her daughter the while. Then they drove the animals back to the barton, or sat down to milk them on the spot, as the case might require.’ `He’s told `ee what’s happened to us, I suppose?’ asked Mrs Durbeyfield. In another, he objected to such vulgar articles as the Devil’s pitchfork, a lodging-house carving-knife, and a shame-bought parasol, appearing in a respectable story. See – I’ll stand on this side of the wire netting, and you can keep on the other; so you may feel quite safe. `Pa’son Tringham didn’t think of that.. The incline was the same down which d’Urberville had driven with her so wildly on that day in June. She has seen dally from her chamber-window towers, villages, faint white mansions; above all the town of Shaston standing majestically on its height; its windows shining like lamps in the evening sun. Y’ll be fess enough, my poppet, when th’st know!’ (Mrs Durbeyfield habitually spoke the dialect; her daughter, who had passed the Sixth Standard in the National School under a London-trained mistress, spoke two languages; the dialect at home, more or less; ordinary English abroad and to persons of quality. They mounted in front of the waggon, and Abraham grew reflective. Could Trantridge in two or three short hours have metamorphosed itself thus madly! Some Sileni of the throng sat on benches and hay-trusses by the wall; and one of them recognized her. Car’s poor old grandmother had a weakness for the sweet stuff. I’m not of his persuasion now, but he’s a good man, and he’ll expound as well as any parson I know. The field had already been `opened’; that is to say, a lane a few feet wide had been hand-cut through the wheat along the whole circumference of the field, for the first passage of the horses and machine. I’ll never do it any more against your will.’ In the introductory words to the first edition I suggested the possible advent of the genteel person who would not be able to endure something or other in these pages. The birds that the two girls had brought in were duly returned to the yard, and the process was repeated till all the pet cocks and hens had been submitted to the old woman – Hamburghs, Bantams, Cochins, Brahmas, Dorkings, and such other sorts as were in fashion just then – her perception of each visitor being seldom at fault as she received the bird upon her knees. `Ah – that’s another matter,’ he said. Haw-haw!’ `Look here; I won’t walk another inch with you, if you say any jokes about him!’ Tess cried, and the colour upon her cheeks spread over her face and neck. `Yours is not the only family that was of `count in wold days. You must begin tomorrow, or they will go back in their piping. Rabbits, hares, snakes, rats, mice, retreated inwards as into a fastness, unaware of the ephemeral nature of their refuge, and of the doom that awaited them later in the day when, their covert shrinking to a more and more horrible narrowness, they were huddled together, friends and foes, till the last few yards of upright wheat fell also under the teeth of the unerring reaper, and they were every one put to death by the sticks and stones of the harvesters. Their words show that they, like the others, have only too largely repaired my defects of narration by their own imaginative intuition. The face of Tess flushed slightly, but still she did not pause. Thence she started on foot, basket in hand, to reach the wide upland of heath dividing this district from the low-lying meads of a further valley in which the dairy stood that was the aim and end of her day’s pilgrimage. Chapter 4Rolliver’s inn, the single alehouse at this end of the long and broken village, could only boast of an off-license; licence, as nobody could legally drink on the premises, the amount of overt accommodation for consumers was strictly limited to a little board about six inches wide and two yards long, fixed to the garden palings by pieces of wire, so as to form a ledge. He had an almost swarthy complexion, with full lips, badly moulded, though red and smooth, above which was a well-groomed black moustache with curled points, though his age could not be more than three or four-and-twenty. It is then that the plight of being alive becomes attenuated to its least possible dimensions.’ She pondered suspiciously; till, thinking that this might after all be true, she relented, and said quite humbly, `I beg your pardon, sir. Hardly had she crossed the threshold before one of the children danced across the room, `The gentleman’s been here!’ saying, Her mother hastened to explain, smiles breaking from every inch of her person. His host and his host’s household, his men and his maids, as they became intimately known to Clare, began to differentiate themselves as in a chemical process. It was alway

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