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But
everything
went
smoothly
.
She
wondered
whether
he
would
like
her
to
be
married
in
her
present
best
white
frock
,
or
if
she
ought
to
buy
a
new
one
.
The
question
was
set
at
rest
by
his
forethought
,
disclosed
by
the
arrival
of
some
large
packages
addressed
to
her
.
Inside
them
she
found
a
whole
stock
of
clothing
,
from
bonnet
to
shoes
,
including
a
perfect
morning
costume
,
such
as
would
well
suit
the
simple
wedding
they
planned
.
He
entered
the
house
shortly
after
the
arrival
of
the
packages
,
and
heard
her
upstairs
undoing
them
.
A
minute
later
she
came
down
with
a
flush
on
her
face
and
tears
in
her
eyes
.
“
How
thoughtful
you
’
ve
been
!
”
she
murmured
,
her
cheek
upon
his
shoulder
.
“
Even
to
the
gloves
and
handkerchief
!
My
own
love
—
how
good
,
how
kind
!
”
“
No
,
no
,
Tess
;
just
an
order
to
a
tradeswoman
in
London
—
nothing
more
.
”
And
to
divert
her
from
thinking
too
highly
of
him
he
told
her
to
go
upstairs
,
and
take
her
time
,
and
see
if
it
all
fitted
;
and
,
if
not
,
to
get
the
village
sempstress
to
make
a
few
alterations
.
She
did
return
upstairs
,
and
put
on
the
gown
Alone
,
she
stood
for
a
moment
before
the
glass
looking
at
the
effect
of
her
silk
attire
;
and
then
there
came
into
her
head
her
mother
’
s
ballad
of
the
mystic
robe
—
That
never
would
become
that
wife
That
had
once
done
amiss
,
which
Mrs
Durbeyfield
had
used
to
sing
to
her
as
a
child
,
so
blithely
and
so
archly
,
her
foot
on
the
cradle
,
which
she
rocked
to
the
tune
.
Suppose
this
robe
should
betray
her
by
changing
colour
,
as
her
robe
had
betrayed
Queen
Guenever
.
Since
she
had
been
at
the
dairy
she
had
not
once
thought
of
the
lines
till
now
.
