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“
I
don
’
t
seem
to
care
what
I
do
now
,
”
said
Marian
,
whose
mood
was
turned
to
its
lowest
bass
.
“
I
was
going
to
marry
a
dairyman
at
Stickleford
,
who
’
s
asked
me
twice
;
but
—
my
soul
—
I
would
put
an
end
to
myself
rather
’
n
be
his
wife
now
!
Why
don
’
t
ye
speak
,
Izz
?
”
“
To
confess
,
then
,
”
murmured
Izz
,
“
I
made
sure
today
that
he
was
going
to
kiss
me
as
he
held
me
;
and
I
lay
still
against
his
breast
,
hoping
and
hoping
,
and
never
moved
at
all
.
But
he
did
not
.
I
don
’
t
like
biding
here
at
Talbothays
any
longer
!
I
shall
go
hwome
.
”
The
air
of
the
sleeping
-
chamber
seemed
to
palpitate
with
the
hopeless
passion
of
the
girls
.
They
writhed
feverishly
under
the
oppressiveness
of
an
emotion
thrust
on
them
by
cruel
Nature
’
s
law
—
an
emotion
which
they
had
neither
expected
nor
desired
.
The
incident
of
the
day
had
fanned
the
flame
that
was
burning
the
inside
of
their
hearts
out
,
and
the
torture
was
almost
more
than
they
could
endure
.
The
differences
which
distinguished
them
as
individuals
were
abstracted
by
this
passion
,
and
each
was
but
portion
of
one
organism
called
sex
.
There
was
so
much
frankness
and
so
little
jealousy
because
there
was
no
hope
.
Each
one
was
a
girl
of
fair
common
sense
,
and
she
did
not
delude
herself
with
any
vain
conceits
,
or
deny
her
love
,
or
give
herself
airs
,
in
the
idea
of
outshining
the
others
.
The
full
recognition
of
the
futility
of
their
infatuation
,
from
a
social
point
of
view
;
its
purposeless
beginning
;
its
self
-
bounded
outlook
;
its
lack
of
everything
to
justify
its
existence
in
the
eye
of
civilization
(
while
lacking
nothing
in
the
eye
of
Nature
)
;
the
one
fact
that
it
did
exist
,
ecstasizing
them
to
a
killing
joy
;
all
this
imparted
to
them
a
resignation
,
a
dignity
,
which
a
practical
and
sordid
expectation
of
winning
him
as
a
husband
would
have
destroyed
.
They
tossed
and
turned
on
their
little
beds
,
and
the
cheese
-
wring
dripped
monotonously
downstairs
.
“
B
’
you
awake
,
Tess
?
”
whispered
one
,
half
-
an
-
hour
later
.
It
was
Izz
Huett
’
s
voice
.
Tess
replied
in
the
affirmative
,
whereupon
also
Retty
and
Marian
suddenly
flung
the
bedclothes
off
them
,
and
sighed
—
“
So
be
we
!
”
“
I
wonder
what
she
is
like
—
the
lady
they
say
his
family
have
looked
out
for
him
!
”
