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She
looked
absolutely
pure
.
Nature
,
in
her
fantastic
trickery
,
had
set
such
a
seal
of
maidenhood
upon
Tess
’
s
countenance
that
he
gazed
at
her
with
a
stupefied
air
.
“
Tess
!
Say
it
is
not
true
!
No
,
it
is
not
true
!
”
“
It
is
true
.
”
“
Every
word
?
”
“
Every
word
.
”
He
looked
at
her
imploringly
,
as
if
he
would
willingly
have
taken
a
lie
from
her
lips
,
knowing
it
to
be
one
,
and
have
made
of
it
,
by
some
sort
of
sophistry
,
a
valid
denial
.
However
,
she
only
repeated
—
“
It
is
true
.
”
“
Is
he
living
?
”
Angel
then
asked
.
“
The
baby
died
.
”
“
But
the
man
?
”
