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She
mounted
again
beside
her
lover
,
with
a
mute
obedience
characteristic
of
impassioned
natures
at
times
,
and
when
they
had
wrapped
themselves
up
over
head
and
ears
in
the
sailcloth
again
,
they
plunged
back
into
the
now
thick
night
.
Tess
was
so
receptive
that
the
few
minutes
of
contact
with
the
whirl
of
material
progress
lingered
in
her
thought
.
“
Londoners
will
drink
it
at
their
breakfasts
tomorrow
,
won
’
t
they
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Strange
people
that
we
have
never
seen
.
”
“
Yes
—
I
suppose
they
will
.
Though
not
as
we
send
it
.
When
its
strength
has
been
lowered
,
so
that
it
may
not
get
up
into
their
heads
.
”
“
Noble
men
and
noble
women
,
ambassadors
and
centurions
,
ladies
and
tradeswomen
,
and
babies
who
have
never
seen
a
cow
.
”
“
Well
,
yes
;
perhaps
;
particularly
centurions
.
”
“
Who
don
’
t
know
anything
of
us
,
and
where
it
comes
from
;
or
think
how
we
two
drove
miles
across
the
moor
tonight
in
the
rain
that
it
might
reach
’
em
in
time
?
”
“
We
did
not
drive
entirely
on
account
of
these
precious
Londoners
;
we
drove
a
little
on
our
own
—
on
account
of
that
anxious
matter
which
you
will
,
I
am
sure
,
set
at
rest
,
dear
Tess
.
Now
,
permit
me
to
put
it
in
this
way
.
You
belong
to
me
already
,
you
know
;
your
heart
,
I
mean
.
Does
it
not
?
”
“
You
know
as
well
as
I
.
O
yes
—
yes
!
”
“
Then
,
if
your
heart
does
,
why
not
your
hand
?
”
