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“
O
,
I
know
you
will
!
”
she
cried
,
with
a
sudden
fervour
of
faith
in
him
.
“
Angel
,
I
will
fix
the
day
when
I
will
become
yours
for
always
!
”
Thus
at
last
it
was
arranged
between
them
,
during
that
dark
walk
home
,
amid
the
myriads
of
liquid
voices
on
the
right
and
left
.
When
they
reached
the
dairy
Mr
and
Mrs
Crick
were
promptly
told
—
with
injunctions
of
secrecy
;
for
each
of
the
lovers
was
desirous
that
the
marriage
should
be
kept
as
private
as
possible
.
The
dairyman
,
though
he
had
thought
of
dismissing
her
soon
,
now
made
a
great
concern
about
losing
her
.
What
should
he
do
about
his
skimming
?
Who
would
make
the
ornamental
butter
-
pats
for
the
Anglebury
and
Sandbourne
ladies
?
Mrs
Crick
congratulated
Tess
on
the
shilly
-
shallying
having
at
last
come
to
an
end
,
and
said
that
directly
she
set
eyes
on
Tess
she
divined
that
she
was
to
be
the
chosen
one
of
somebody
who
was
no
common
outdoor
man
;
Tess
had
looked
so
superior
as
she
walked
across
the
barton
on
that
afternoon
of
her
arrival
;
that
she
was
of
a
good
family
she
could
have
sworn
.
In
point
of
fact
Mrs
Crick
did
remember
thinking
that
Tess
was
graceful
and
good
-
looking
as
she
approached
;
but
the
superiority
might
have
been
a
growth
of
the
imagination
aided
by
subsequent
knowledge
.
Tess
was
now
carried
along
upon
the
wings
of
the
hours
,
without
the
sense
of
a
will
.
The
word
had
been
given
;
the
number
of
the
day
written
down
.
Her
naturally
bright
intelligence
had
begun
to
admit
the
fatalistic
convictions
common
to
field
-
folk
and
those
who
associate
more
extensively
with
natural
phenomena
than
with
their
fellow
-
creatures
;
and
she
accordingly
drifted
into
that
passive
responsiveness
to
all
things
her
lover
suggested
,
characteristic
of
the
frame
of
mind
.
But
she
wrote
anew
to
her
mother
,
ostensibly
to
notify
the
wedding
-
day
;
really
to
again
implore
her
advice
.
It
was
a
gentleman
who
had
chosen
her
,
which
perhaps
her
mother
had
not
sufficiently
considered
.
A
post
-
nuptial
explanation
,
which
might
be
accepted
with
a
light
heart
by
a
rougher
man
,
might
not
be
received
with
the
same
feeling
by
him
.
But
this
communication
brought
no
reply
from
Mrs
Durbeyfield
.
Despite
Angel
Clare
’
s
plausible
representation
to
himself
and
to
Tess
of
the
practical
need
for
their
immediate
marriage
,
there
was
in
truth
an
element
of
precipitancy
in
the
step
,
as
became
apparent
at
a
later
date
.
He
loved
her
dearly
,
though
perhaps
rather
ideally
and
fancifully
than
with
the
impassioned
thoroughness
of
her
feeling
for
him
.
He
had
entertained
no
notion
,
when
doomed
as
he
had
thought
to
an
unintellectual
bucolic
life
,
that
such
charms
as
he
beheld
in
this
idyllic
creature
would
be
found
behind
the
scenes
.
Unsophistication
was
a
thing
to
talk
of
;
but
he
had
not
known
how
it
really
struck
one
until
he
came
here
.
Yet
he
was
very
far
from
seeing
his
future
track
clearly
,
and
it
might
be
a
year
or
two
before
he
would
be
able
to
consider
himself
fairly
started
in
life
.
The
secret
lay
in
the
tinge
of
recklessness
imparted
to
his
career
and
character
by
the
sense
that
he
had
been
made
to
miss
his
true
destiny
through
the
prejudices
of
his
family
.
“
Don
’
t
you
think
‘
twould
have
been
better
for
us
to
wait
till
you
were
quite
settled
in
your
midland
farm
?
”
she
once
asked
timidly
.
(
A
midland
farm
was
the
idea
just
then
.
)
“
To
tell
the
truth
,
my
Tess
,
I
don
’
t
like
you
to
be
left
anywhere
away
from
my
protection
and
sympathy
.
”
