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His
wife
was
a
d
’
Urberville
:
whom
could
they
become
better
than
her
?
Suddenly
he
said
with
enthusiasm
—
“
Tess
,
put
them
on
—
put
them
on
!
”
And
he
turned
from
the
fire
to
help
her
.
But
as
if
by
magic
she
had
already
donned
them
—
necklace
,
ear
-
rings
,
bracelets
,
and
all
.
“
But
the
gown
isn
’
t
right
,
Tess
,
”
said
Clare
.
“
It
ought
to
be
a
low
one
for
a
set
of
brilliants
like
that
.
”
“
Ought
it
?
”
said
Tess
.
“
Yes
,
”
said
he
.
He
suggested
to
her
how
to
tuck
in
the
upper
edge
of
her
bodice
,
so
as
to
make
it
roughly
approximate
to
the
cut
for
evening
wear
;
and
when
she
had
done
this
,
and
the
pendant
to
the
necklace
hung
isolated
amid
the
whiteness
of
her
throat
,
as
it
was
designed
to
do
,
he
stepped
back
to
survey
her
.
“
My
heavens
,
”
said
Clare
,
“
how
beautiful
you
are
!
”
As
everybody
knows
,
fine
feathers
make
fine
birds
;
a
peasant
girl
but
very
moderately
prepossessing
to
the
casual
observer
in
her
simple
condition
and
attire
,
will
bloom
as
an
amazing
beauty
if
clothed
as
a
woman
of
fashion
with
the
aids
that
Art
can
render
;
while
the
beauty
of
the
midnight
crush
would
often
cut
but
a
sorry
figure
if
placed
inside
the
field
-
woman
’
s
wrapper
upon
a
monotonous
acreage
of
turnips
on
a
dull
day
.
He
had
never
till
now
estimated
the
artistic
excellence
of
Tess
’
s
limbs
and
features
.
