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‘
Liza
-
Lu
then
went
to
bed
,
and
Tess
,
locking
them
all
in
,
started
on
her
way
up
the
dark
and
crooked
lane
or
street
not
made
for
hasty
progress
;
a
street
laid
out
before
inches
of
land
had
value
,
and
when
one
-
handed
clocks
sufficiently
subdivided
the
day
.
Rolliver
’
s
inn
,
the
single
alehouse
at
this
end
of
the
long
and
broken
village
,
could
only
boast
of
an
off
-
licence
;
hence
,
as
nobody
could
legally
drink
on
the
premises
,
the
amount
of
overt
accommodation
for
consumers
was
strictly
limited
to
a
little
board
about
six
inches
wide
and
two
yards
long
,
fixed
to
the
garden
palings
by
pieces
of
wire
,
so
as
to
form
a
ledge
.
On
this
board
thirsty
strangers
deposited
their
cups
as
they
stood
in
the
road
and
drank
,
and
threw
the
dregs
on
the
dusty
ground
to
the
pattern
of
Polynesia
,
and
wished
they
could
have
a
restful
seat
inside
.
Thus
the
strangers
.
But
there
were
also
local
customers
who
felt
the
same
wish
;
and
where
there
’
s
a
will
there
’
s
a
way
.
In
a
large
bedroom
upstairs
,
the
window
of
which
was
thickly
curtained
with
a
great
woollen
shawl
lately
discarded
by
the
landlady
Mrs
Rolliver
,
were
gathered
on
this
evening
nearly
a
dozen
persons
,
all
seeking
beatitude
;
all
old
inhabitants
of
the
nearer
end
of
Marlott
,
and
frequenters
of
this
retreat
.
Not
only
did
the
distance
to
the
The
Pure
Drop
,
the
fully
-
licensed
tavern
at
the
further
part
of
the
dispersed
village
,
render
its
accommodation
practically
unavailable
for
dwellers
at
this
end
;
but
the
far
more
serious
question
,
the
quality
of
the
liquor
,
confirmed
the
prevalent
opinion
that
it
was
better
to
drink
with
Rolliver
in
a
corner
of
the
housetop
than
with
the
other
landlord
in
a
wide
house
.
A
gaunt
four
-
post
bedstead
which
stood
in
the
room
afforded
sitting
-
space
for
several
persons
gathered
round
three
of
its
sides
;
a
couple
more
men
had
elevated
themselves
on
a
chest
of
drawers
;
another
rested
on
the
oak
-
carved
“
cwoffer
”
;
two
on
the
wash
-
stand
;
another
on
the
stool
;
and
thus
all
were
,
somehow
,
seated
at
their
ease
.
The
stage
of
mental
comfort
to
which
they
had
arrived
at
this
hour
was
one
wherein
their
souls
expanded
beyond
their
skins
,
and
spread
their
personalities
warmly
through
the
room
.
In
this
process
the
chamber
and
its
furniture
grew
more
and
more
dignified
and
luxurious
;
the
shawl
hanging
at
the
window
took
upon
itself
the
richness
of
tapestry
;
the
brass
handles
of
the
chest
of
drawers
were
as
golden
knockers
;
and
the
carved
bedposts
seemed
to
have
some
kinship
with
the
magnificent
pillars
of
Solomon
’
s
temple
.
Mrs
Durbeyfield
,
having
quickly
walked
hitherward
after
parting
from
Tess
,
opened
the
front
door
,
crossed
the
downstairs
room
,
which
was
in
deep
gloom
,
and
then
unfastened
the
stair
-
door
like
one
whose
fingers
knew
the
tricks
of
the
latches
well
.
Her
ascent
of
the
crooked
staircase
was
a
slower
process
,
and
her
face
,
as
it
rose
into
the
light
above
the
last
stair
,
encountered
the
gaze
of
all
the
party
assembled
in
the
bedroom
.
“
—
Being
a
few
private
friends
I
’
ve
asked
in
to
keep
up
club
-
walking
at
my
own
expense
,
”
the
landlady
exclaimed
at
the
sound
of
footsteps
,
as
glibly
as
a
child
repeating
the
Catechism
,
while
she
peered
over
the
stairs
.
“
Oh
,
’
tis
you
,
Mrs
Durbeyfield
—
Lard
—
how
you
frightened
me
!
—
I
thought
it
might
be
some
gaffer
sent
by
Gover
’
ment
.
”
Mrs
Durbeyfield
was
welcomed
with
glances
and
nods
by
the
remainder
of
the
conclave
,
and
turned
to
where
her
husband
sat
.
He
was
humming
absently
to
himself
,
in
a
low
tone
:
“
I
be
as
good
as
some
folks
here
and
there
!
I
’
ve
got
a
great
family
vault
at
Kingsbere
-
sub
-
Greenhill
,
and
finer
skillentons
than
any
man
in
Wessex
!
”
“
I
’
ve
something
to
tell
‘
ee
that
’
s
come
into
my
head
about
that
—
a
grand
projick
!
”
whispered
his
cheerful
wife
.
“
Here
,
John
,
don
’
t
‘
ee
see
me
?
”
She
nudged
him
,
while
he
,
looking
through
her
as
through
a
window
-
pane
,
went
on
with
his
recitative
.
