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The
same
unworldliness
was
what
had
necessitated
Angel
’
s
getting
a
living
as
a
farmer
,
and
would
probably
keep
his
brothers
in
the
position
of
poor
parsons
for
the
term
of
their
activities
;
yet
Angel
admired
it
none
the
less
.
Indeed
,
despite
his
own
heterodoxy
,
Angel
often
felt
that
he
was
nearer
to
his
father
on
the
human
side
than
was
either
of
his
brethren
.
An
up
-
hill
and
down
-
hill
ride
of
twenty
-
odd
miles
through
a
garish
mid
-
day
atmosphere
brought
him
in
the
afternoon
to
a
detached
knoll
a
mile
or
two
west
of
Talbothays
,
whence
he
again
looked
into
that
green
trough
of
sappiness
and
humidity
,
the
valley
of
the
Var
or
Froom
.
Immediately
he
began
to
descend
from
the
upland
to
the
fat
alluvial
soil
below
,
the
atmosphere
grew
heavier
;
the
languid
perfume
of
the
summer
fruits
,
the
mists
,
the
hay
,
the
flowers
,
formed
therein
a
vast
pool
of
odour
which
at
this
hour
seemed
to
make
the
animals
,
the
very
bees
and
butterflies
drowsy
.
Clare
was
now
so
familiar
with
the
spot
that
he
knew
the
individual
cows
by
their
names
when
,
a
long
distance
off
,
he
saw
them
dotted
about
the
meads
.
It
was
with
a
sense
of
luxury
that
he
recognized
his
power
of
viewing
life
here
from
its
inner
side
,
in
a
way
that
had
been
quite
foreign
to
him
in
his
student
-
days
;
and
,
much
as
he
loved
his
parents
,
he
could
not
help
being
aware
that
to
come
here
,
as
now
,
after
an
experience
of
home
-
life
,
affected
him
like
throwing
off
splints
and
bandages
;
even
the
one
customary
curb
on
the
humours
of
English
rural
societies
being
absent
in
this
place
,
Talbothays
having
no
resident
landlord
.
Not
a
human
being
was
out
of
doors
at
the
dairy
.
The
denizens
were
all
enjoying
the
usual
afternoon
nap
of
an
hour
or
so
which
the
exceedingly
early
hours
kept
in
summer
-
time
rendered
a
necessity
.
At
the
door
the
wood
-
hooped
pails
,
sodden
and
bleached
by
infinite
scrubbings
,
hung
like
hats
on
a
stand
upon
the
forked
and
peeled
limb
of
an
oak
fixed
there
for
that
purpose
;
all
of
them
ready
and
dry
for
the
evening
milking
.
Angel
entered
,
and
went
through
the
silent
passages
of
the
house
to
the
back
quarters
,
where
he
listened
for
a
moment
.
Sustained
snores
came
from
the
cart
-
house
,
where
some
of
the
men
were
lying
down
;
the
grunt
and
squeal
of
sweltering
pigs
arose
from
the
still
further
distance
.
The
large
-
leaved
rhubarb
and
cabbage
plants
slept
too
,
their
broad
limp
surfaces
hanging
in
the
sun
like
half
-
closed
umbrellas
.
He
unbridled
and
fed
his
horse
,
and
as
he
re
-
entered
the
house
the
clock
struck
three
.
Three
was
the
afternoon
skimming
-
hour
;
and
,
with
the
stroke
,
Clare
heard
the
creaking
of
the
floor
-
boards
above
,
and
then
the
touch
of
a
descending
foot
on
the
stairs
.
It
was
Tess
’
s
,
who
in
another
moment
came
down
before
his
eyes
.
She
had
not
heard
him
enter
,
and
hardly
realized
his
presence
there
.
She
was
yawning
,
and
he
saw
the
red
interior
of
her
mouth
as
if
it
had
been
a
snake
’
s
.
She
had
stretched
one
arm
so
high
above
her
coiled
-
up
cable
of
hair
that
he
could
see
its
satin
delicacy
above
the
sunburn
;
her
face
was
flushed
with
sleep
,
and
her
eyelids
hung
heavy
over
their
pupils
.
The
brim
-
fulness
of
her
nature
breathed
from
her
.
It
was
a
moment
when
a
woman
’
s
soul
is
more
incarnate
than
at
any
other
time
;
when
the
most
spiritual
beauty
bespeaks
itself
flesh
;
and
sex
takes
the
outside
place
in
the
presentation
.
Then
those
eyes
flashed
brightly
through
their
filmy
heaviness
,
before
the
remainder
of
her
face
was
well
awake
.
With
an
oddly
compounded
look
of
gladness
,
shyness
,
and
surprise
,
she
exclaimed
—
“
O
Mr
Clare
!
How
you
frightened
me
—
I
—
”
There
had
not
at
first
been
time
for
her
to
think
of
the
changed
relations
which
his
declaration
had
introduced
;
but
the
full
sense
of
the
matter
rose
up
in
her
face
when
she
encountered
Clare
’
s
tender
look
as
he
stepped
forward
to
the
bottom
stair
.
“
Dear
,
darling
Tessy
!
”
he
whispered
,
putting
his
arm
round
her
,
and
his
face
to
her
flushed
cheek
.
“
Don
’
t
,
for
Heaven
’
s
sake
,
Mister
me
any
more
.
I
have
hastened
back
so
soon
because
of
you
!
”
Tess
’
s
excitable
heart
beat
against
his
by
way
of
reply
;
and
there
they
stood
upon
the
red
-
brick
floor
of
the
entry
,
the
sun
slanting
in
by
the
window
upon
his
back
,
as
he
held
her
tightly
to
his
breast
;
upon
her
inclining
face
,
upon
the
blue
veins
of
her
temple
,
upon
her
naked
arm
,
and
her
neck
,
and
into
the
depths
of
her
hair
.
Having
been
lying
down
in
her
clothes
she
was
warm
as
a
sunned
cat
.
At
first
she
would
not
look
straight
up
at
him
,
but
her
eyes
soon
lifted
,
and
his
plumbed
the
deepness
of
the
ever
-
varying
pupils
,
with
their
radiating
fibrils
of
blue
,
and
black
,
and
gray
,
and
violet
,
while
she
regarded
him
as
Eve
at
her
second
waking
might
have
regarded
Adam
.
