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“
And
Izz
?
”
asked
Tess
.
“
Izz
is
about
house
as
usual
;
but
‘
a
do
say
‘
a
can
guess
how
it
happened
;
and
she
seems
to
be
very
low
in
mind
about
it
,
poor
maid
,
as
well
she
mid
be
.
And
so
you
see
,
sir
,
as
all
this
happened
just
when
we
was
packing
your
few
traps
and
your
Mis
’
ess
’
s
night
-
rail
and
dressing
things
into
the
cart
,
why
,
it
belated
me
.
”
“
Yes
.
Well
,
Jonathan
,
will
you
get
the
trunks
upstairs
,
and
drink
a
cup
of
ale
,
and
hasten
back
as
soon
as
you
can
,
in
case
you
should
be
wanted
?
”
Tess
had
gone
back
to
the
inner
parlour
,
and
sat
down
by
the
fire
,
looking
wistfully
into
it
.
She
heard
Jonathan
Kail
’
s
heavy
footsteps
up
and
down
the
stairs
till
he
had
done
placing
the
luggage
,
and
heard
him
express
his
thanks
for
the
ale
her
husband
took
out
to
him
,
and
for
the
gratuity
he
received
.
Jonathan
’
s
footsteps
then
died
from
the
door
,
and
his
cart
creaked
away
.
Angel
slid
forward
the
massive
oak
bar
which
secured
the
door
,
and
coming
in
to
where
she
sat
over
the
hearth
,
pressed
her
cheeks
between
his
hands
from
behind
.
He
expected
her
to
jump
up
gaily
and
unpack
the
toilet
-
gear
that
she
had
been
so
anxious
about
,
but
as
she
did
not
rise
he
sat
down
with
her
in
the
firelight
,
the
candles
on
the
supper
-
table
being
too
thin
and
glimmering
to
interfere
with
its
glow
.
“
I
am
so
sorry
you
should
have
heard
this
sad
story
about
the
girls
,
”
he
said
.
“
Still
,
don
’
t
let
it
depress
you
.
Retty
was
naturally
morbid
,
you
know
.
”
“
Without
the
least
cause
,
”
said
Tess
.
“
While
they
who
have
cause
to
be
,
hide
it
,
and
pretend
they
are
not
.
”
This
incident
had
turned
the
scale
for
her
.
They
were
simple
and
innocent
girls
on
whom
the
unhappiness
of
unrequited
love
had
fallen
;
they
had
deserved
better
at
the
hands
of
Fate
.
She
had
deserved
worse
—
yet
she
was
the
chosen
one
.
It
was
wicked
of
her
to
take
all
without
paying
.
She
would
pay
to
the
uttermost
farthing
;
she
would
tell
,
there
and
then
.
This
final
determination
she
came
to
when
she
looked
into
the
fire
,
he
holding
her
hand
.
A
steady
glare
from
the
now
flameless
embers
painted
the
sides
and
back
of
the
fireplace
with
its
colour
,
and
the
well
-
polished
andirons
,
and
the
old
brass
tongs
that
would
not
meet
.
The
underside
of
the
mantel
-
shelf
was
flushed
with
the
high
-
coloured
light
,
and
the
legs
of
the
table
nearest
the
fire
.
Tess
’
s
face
and
neck
reflected
the
same
warmth
,
which
each
gem
turned
into
an
Aldebaran
or
a
Sirius
—
a
constellation
of
white
,
red
,
and
green
flashes
,
that
interchanged
their
hues
with
her
every
pulsation
.
