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“
That
wer
all
a
part
of
the
larry
!
We
’
ve
been
found
to
be
the
greatest
gentlefolk
in
the
whole
county
—
reaching
all
back
long
before
Oliver
Grumble
’
s
time
—
to
the
days
of
the
Pagan
Turks
—
with
monuments
,
and
vaults
,
and
crests
,
and
“
scutcheons
,
and
the
Lord
knows
what
all
.
In
Saint
Charles
’
s
days
we
was
made
Knights
o
’
the
Royal
Oak
,
our
real
name
being
d
’
Urberville
!
.
.
.
Don
’
t
that
make
your
bosom
plim
?
’
Twas
on
this
account
that
your
father
rode
home
in
the
vlee
;
not
because
he
’
d
been
drinking
,
as
people
supposed
.
”
“
I
’
m
glad
of
that
.
Will
it
do
us
any
good
,
mother
?
”
“
O
yes
!
’
Tis
thoughted
that
great
things
may
come
o
’
t
.
No
doubt
a
mampus
of
volk
of
our
own
rank
will
be
down
here
in
their
carriages
as
soon
as
’
tis
known
.
Your
father
learnt
it
on
his
way
hwome
from
Shaston
,
and
he
has
been
telling
me
the
whole
pedigree
of
the
matter
.
”
“
Where
is
father
now
?
”
asked
Tess
suddenly
.
Her
mother
gave
irrelevant
information
by
way
of
answer
:
“
He
called
to
see
the
doctor
today
in
Shaston
.
It
is
not
consumption
at
all
,
it
seems
.
It
is
fat
round
his
heart
,
‘
a
says
.
There
,
it
is
like
this
.
”
Joan
Durbeyfield
,
as
she
spoke
,
curved
a
sodden
thumb
and
forefinger
to
the
shape
of
the
letter
C
,
and
used
the
other
forefinger
as
a
pointer
,
“
‘
At
the
present
moment
,
’
he
says
to
your
father
,
‘
your
heart
is
enclosed
all
round
there
,
and
all
round
there
;
this
space
is
still
open
,
’
‘
a
says
.
‘
As
soon
as
it
do
meet
,
so
,
’
”
—
Mrs
Durbeyfield
closed
her
fingers
into
a
circle
complete
—
“
‘
off
you
will
go
like
a
shadder
,
Mr
Durbeyfield
,
’
‘
a
says
.
‘
You
mid
last
ten
years
;
you
mid
go
off
in
ten
months
,
or
ten
days
.
’
”
Tess
looked
alarmed
.
Her
father
possibly
to
go
behind
the
eternal
cloud
so
soon
,
notwithstanding
this
sudden
greatness
!
“
But
where
IS
father
?
”
she
asked
again
.
Her
mother
put
on
a
deprecating
look
.
“
Now
don
’
t
you
be
bursting
out
angry
!
The
poor
man
—
he
felt
so
rafted
after
his
uplifting
by
the
pa
’
son
’
s
news
—
that
he
went
up
to
Rolliver
’
s
half
an
hour
ago
.
He
do
want
to
get
up
his
strength
for
his
journey
tomorrow
with
that
load
of
beehives
,
which
must
be
delivered
,
family
or
no
.
He
’
ll
have
to
start
shortly
after
twelve
tonight
,
as
the
distance
is
so
long
.
”
“
Get
up
his
strength
!
”
said
Tess
impetuously
,
the
tears
welling
to
her
eyes
.
“
O
my
God
!
Go
to
a
public
-
house
to
get
up
his
strength
!
And
you
as
well
agreed
as
he
,
mother
!
”
