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“
I
don
’
t
think
you
ought
to
have
felt
glad
,
Angel
.
Because
’
tis
always
mournful
not
to
be
wanted
,
even
if
at
the
same
time
’
tis
convenient
.
”
“
Well
,
it
is
convenient
—
you
have
admitted
that
.
”
He
put
his
finger
upon
her
cheek
.
“
Ah
!
”
he
said
.
“
What
?
”
“
I
feel
the
red
rising
up
at
her
having
been
caught
!
But
why
should
I
trifle
so
!
We
will
not
trifle
—
life
is
too
serious
.
”
“
It
is
.
Perhaps
I
saw
that
before
you
did
.
”
She
was
seeing
it
then
.
To
decline
to
marry
him
after
all
—
in
obedience
to
her
emotion
of
last
night
—
and
leave
the
dairy
,
meant
to
go
to
some
strange
place
,
not
a
dairy
;
for
milkmaids
were
not
in
request
now
calving
-
time
was
coming
on
;
to
go
to
some
arable
farm
where
no
divine
being
like
Angel
Clare
was
.
She
hated
the
thought
,
and
she
hated
more
the
thought
of
going
home
.
“
So
that
,
seriously
,
dearest
Tess
,
”
he
continued
,
“
since
you
will
probably
have
to
leave
at
Christmas
,
it
is
in
every
way
desirable
and
convenient
that
I
should
carry
you
off
then
as
my
property
.
Besides
,
if
you
were
not
the
most
uncalculating
girl
in
the
world
you
would
know
that
we
could
not
go
on
like
this
for
ever
.
”
“
I
wish
we
could
.
That
it
would
always
be
summer
and
autumn
,
and
you
always
courting
me
,
and
always
thinking
as
much
of
me
as
you
have
done
through
the
past
summertime
!
”
“
I
always
shall
.
”
