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Her
rebuke
and
her
mood
seemed
to
fill
the
whole
room
,
and
to
impart
a
cowed
look
to
the
furniture
,
and
candle
,
and
children
playing
about
,
and
to
her
mother
’
s
face
.
“
No
,
”
said
the
latter
touchily
,
“
I
be
not
agreed
.
I
have
been
waiting
for
‘
ee
to
bide
and
keep
house
while
I
go
fetch
him
.
”
“
I
’
ll
go
.
”
“
O
no
,
Tess
.
You
see
,
it
would
be
no
use
.
”
Tess
did
not
expostulate
.
She
knew
what
her
mother
’
s
objection
meant
.
Mrs
Durbeyfield
’
s
jacket
and
bonnet
were
already
hanging
slily
upon
a
chair
by
her
side
,
in
readiness
for
this
contemplated
jaunt
,
the
reason
for
which
the
matron
deplored
more
than
its
necessity
.
“
And
take
the
COMPLEAT
FORTUNE
-
TELLER
to
the
outhouse
,
”
Joan
continued
,
rapidly
wiping
her
hands
,
and
donning
the
garments
.
The
COMPLEAT
FORTUNE
-
TELLER
was
an
old
thick
volume
,
which
lay
on
a
table
at
her
elbow
,
so
worn
by
pocketing
that
the
margins
had
reached
the
edge
of
the
type
.
Tess
took
it
up
,
and
her
mother
started
.
This
going
to
hunt
up
her
shiftless
husband
at
the
inn
was
one
of
Mrs
Durbeyfield
’
s
still
extant
enjoyments
in
the
muck
and
muddle
of
rearing
children
.
To
discover
him
at
Rolliver
’
s
,
to
sit
there
for
an
hour
or
two
by
his
side
and
dismiss
all
thought
and
care
of
the
children
during
the
interval
,
made
her
happy
.
A
sort
of
halo
,
an
occidental
glow
,
came
over
life
then
.
Troubles
and
other
realities
took
on
themselves
a
meta
-
physical
impalpability
,
sinking
to
mere
mental
phenomena
for
serene
contemplation
,
and
no
longer
stood
as
pressing
concretions
which
chafed
body
and
soul
.
The
youngsters
,
not
immediately
within
sight
,
seemed
rather
bright
and
desirable
appurtenances
than
otherwise
;
the
incidents
of
daily
life
were
not
without
humorousness
and
jollity
in
their
aspect
there
.
She
felt
a
little
as
she
had
used
to
feel
when
she
sat
by
her
now
wedded
husband
in
the
same
spot
during
his
wooing
,
shutting
her
eyes
to
his
defects
of
character
,
and
regarding
him
only
in
his
ideal
presentation
as
lover
.
