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“
I
have
not
been
able
to
think
what
we
can
do
.
”
“
I
shan
’
t
ask
you
to
let
me
live
with
you
,
Angel
,
because
I
have
no
right
to
!
I
shall
not
write
to
mother
and
sisters
to
say
we
be
married
,
as
I
said
I
would
do
;
and
I
shan
’
t
finish
the
good
-
hussif
’
I
cut
out
and
meant
to
make
while
we
were
in
lodgings
.
”
“
Shan
’
t
you
?
”
“
No
,
I
shan
’
t
do
anything
,
unless
you
order
me
to
;
and
if
you
go
away
from
me
I
shall
not
follow
‘
ee
;
and
if
you
never
speak
to
me
any
more
I
shall
not
ask
why
,
unless
you
tell
me
I
may
.
”
“
And
if
I
order
you
to
do
anything
?
”
“
I
will
obey
you
like
your
wretched
slave
,
even
if
it
is
to
lie
down
and
die
.
”
“
You
are
very
good
.
But
it
strikes
me
that
there
is
a
want
of
harmony
between
your
present
mood
of
self
-
sacrifice
and
your
past
mood
of
self
-
preservation
.
”
These
were
the
first
words
of
antagonism
.
To
fling
elaborate
sarcasms
at
Tess
,
however
,
was
much
like
flinging
them
at
a
dog
or
cat
.
The
charms
of
their
subtlety
passed
by
her
unappreciated
,
and
she
only
received
them
as
inimical
sounds
which
meant
that
anger
ruled
.
She
remained
mute
,
not
knowing
that
he
was
smothering
his
affection
for
her
.
She
hardly
observed
that
a
tear
descended
slowly
upon
his
cheek
,
a
tear
so
large
that
it
magnified
the
pores
of
the
skin
over
which
it
rolled
,
like
the
object
lens
of
a
microscope
.
Meanwhile
reillumination
as
to
the
terrible
and
total
change
that
her
confession
had
wrought
in
his
life
,
in
his
universe
,
returned
to
him
,
and
he
tried
desperately
to
advance
among
the
new
conditions
in
which
he
stood
.
Some
consequent
action
was
necessary
;
yet
what
?
“
Tess
,
”
he
said
,
as
gently
as
he
could
speak
,
“
I
cannot
stay
—
in
this
room
—
just
now
.
I
will
walk
out
a
little
way
.
”
