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Tess
knew
that
she
must
break
down
.
Neither
a
religious
sense
of
a
certain
moral
validity
in
the
previous
union
nor
a
conscientious
wish
for
candour
could
hold
out
against
it
much
longer
.
She
loved
him
so
passionately
,
and
he
was
so
godlike
in
her
eyes
;
and
being
,
though
untrained
,
instinctively
refined
,
her
nature
cried
for
his
tutelary
guidance
.
And
thus
,
though
Tess
kept
repeating
to
herself
,
“
I
can
never
be
his
wife
,
”
the
words
were
vain
.
A
proof
of
her
weakness
lay
in
the
very
utterance
of
what
calm
strength
would
not
have
taken
the
trouble
to
formulate
.
Every
sound
of
his
voice
beginning
on
the
old
subject
stirred
her
with
a
terrifying
bliss
,
and
she
coveted
the
recantation
she
feared
.
His
manner
was
—
what
man
’
s
is
not
?
—
so
much
that
of
one
who
would
love
and
cherish
and
defend
her
under
any
conditions
,
changes
,
charges
,
or
revelations
,
that
her
gloom
lessened
as
she
basked
in
it
.
The
season
meanwhile
was
drawing
onward
to
the
equinox
,
and
though
it
was
still
fine
,
the
days
were
much
shorter
.
The
dairy
had
again
worked
by
morning
candlelight
for
a
long
time
;
and
a
fresh
renewal
of
Clare
’
s
pleading
occurred
one
morning
between
three
and
four
.
She
had
run
up
in
her
bedgown
to
his
door
to
call
him
as
usual
;
then
had
gone
back
to
dress
and
call
the
others
;
and
in
ten
minutes
was
walking
to
the
head
of
the
stairs
with
the
candle
in
her
hand
.
At
the
same
moment
he
came
down
his
steps
from
above
in
his
shirt
-
sleeves
and
put
his
arm
across
the
stairway
.
“
Now
,
Miss
Flirt
,
before
you
go
down
,
”
he
said
peremptorily
.
“
It
is
a
fortnight
since
I
spoke
,
and
this
won
’
t
do
any
longer
.
You
MUST
tell
me
what
you
mean
,
or
I
shall
have
to
leave
this
house
.
My
door
was
ajar
just
now
,
and
I
saw
you
.
For
your
own
safety
I
must
go
.
You
don
’
t
know
.
Well
?
Is
it
to
be
yes
at
last
?
”
“
I
am
only
just
up
,
Mr
Clare
,
and
it
is
too
early
to
take
me
to
task
!
”
she
pouted
.
“
You
need
not
call
me
Flirt
.
’
Tis
cruel
and
untrue
.
Wait
till
by
and
by
.
Please
wait
till
by
and
by
!
I
will
really
think
seriously
about
it
between
now
and
then
.
Let
me
go
downstairs
!
”
She
looked
a
little
like
what
he
said
she
was
as
,
holding
the
candle
sideways
,
she
tried
to
smile
away
the
seriousness
of
her
words
.
“
Call
me
Angel
,
then
and
not
Mr
Clare
.
”
“
Angel
.
”
