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Hearing
this
,
Tess
felt
so
sick
at
heart
that
she
could
not
decide
to
go
home
publicly
in
the
fly
with
her
luggage
and
belongings
.
She
asked
the
turnpike
-
keeper
if
she
might
deposit
her
things
at
his
house
for
a
while
,
and
,
on
his
offering
no
objection
,
she
dismissed
her
carriage
,
and
went
on
to
the
village
alone
by
a
back
lane
.
At
sight
of
her
father
’
s
chimney
she
asked
herself
how
she
could
possibly
enter
the
house
?
Inside
that
cottage
her
relations
were
calmly
supposing
her
far
away
on
a
wedding
-
tour
with
a
comparatively
rich
man
,
who
was
to
conduct
her
to
bouncing
prosperity
;
while
here
she
was
,
friendless
,
creeping
up
to
the
old
door
quite
by
herself
,
with
no
better
place
to
go
to
in
the
world
.
She
did
not
reach
the
house
unobserved
.
Just
by
the
garden
-
hedge
she
was
met
by
a
girl
who
knew
her
—
one
of
the
two
or
three
with
whom
she
had
been
intimate
at
school
.
After
making
a
few
inquiries
as
to
how
Tess
came
there
,
her
friend
,
unheeding
her
tragic
look
,
interrupted
with
—
“
But
where
’
s
thy
gentleman
,
Tess
?
”
Tess
hastily
explained
that
he
had
been
called
away
on
business
,
and
,
leaving
her
interlocutor
,
clambered
over
the
garden
-
hedge
,
and
thus
made
her
way
to
the
house
.
As
she
went
up
the
garden
-
path
she
heard
her
mother
singing
by
the
back
door
,
coming
in
sight
of
which
she
perceived
Mrs
Durbeyfield
on
the
doorstep
in
the
act
of
wringing
a
sheet
.
Having
performed
this
without
observing
Tess
,
she
went
indoors
,
and
her
daughter
followed
her
.
The
washing
-
tub
stood
in
the
same
old
place
on
the
same
old
quarter
-
hogshead
,
and
her
mother
,
having
thrown
the
sheet
aside
,
was
about
to
plunge
her
arms
in
anew
.
“
Why
—
Tess
!
—
my
chil
’
—
I
thought
you
was
married
!
—
married
really
and
truly
this
time
—
we
sent
the
cider
—
”
“
Yes
,
mother
;
so
I
am
.
”
