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“
’
Tis
all
my
doing
—
all
mine
!
”
the
girl
cried
,
gazing
at
the
spectacle
.
“
No
excuse
for
me
—
none
.
What
will
mother
and
father
live
on
now
?
Aby
,
Aby
!
”
She
shook
the
child
,
who
had
slept
soundly
through
the
whole
disaster
.
“
We
can
’
t
go
on
with
our
load
—
Prince
is
killed
!
”
When
Abraham
realized
all
,
the
furrows
of
fifty
years
were
extemporized
on
his
young
face
.
“
Why
,
I
danced
and
laughed
only
yesterday
!
”
she
went
on
to
herself
.
“
To
think
that
I
was
such
a
fool
!
”
“
’
Tis
because
we
be
on
a
blighted
star
,
and
not
a
sound
one
,
isn
’
t
it
,
Tess
?
”
murmured
Abraham
through
his
tears
.
In
silence
they
waited
through
an
interval
which
seemed
endless
.
At
length
a
sound
,
and
an
approaching
object
,
proved
to
them
that
the
driver
of
the
mail
-
car
had
been
as
good
as
his
word
.
A
farmer
’
s
man
from
near
Stourcastle
came
up
,
leading
a
strong
cob
.
He
was
harnessed
to
the
waggon
of
beehives
in
the
place
of
Prince
,
and
the
load
taken
on
towards
Casterbridge
.
The
evening
of
the
same
day
saw
the
empty
waggon
reach
again
the
spot
of
the
accident
.
Prince
had
lain
there
in
the
ditch
since
the
morning
;
but
the
place
of
the
blood
-
pool
was
still
visible
in
the
middle
of
the
road
,
though
scratched
and
scraped
over
by
passing
vehicles
.
All
that
was
left
of
Prince
was
now
hoisted
into
the
waggon
he
had
formerly
hauled
,
and
with
his
hoofs
in
the
air
,
and
his
shoes
shining
in
the
setting
sunlight
,
he
retracted
the
eight
or
nine
miles
to
Marlott
.
Tess
had
gone
back
earlier
.
How
to
break
the
news
was
more
than
she
could
think
.
It
was
a
relief
to
her
tongue
to
find
from
the
faces
of
her
parents
that
they
already
knew
of
their
loss
,
though
this
did
not
lessen
the
self
-
reproach
which
she
continued
to
heap
upon
herself
for
her
negligence
.
But
the
very
shiftlessness
of
the
household
rendered
the
misfortune
a
less
terrifying
one
to
them
than
it
would
have
been
to
a
thriving
family
,
though
in
the
present
case
it
meant
ruin
,
and
in
the
other
it
would
only
have
meant
inconvenience
.
In
the
Durbeyfield
countenances
there
was
nothing
of
the
red
wrath
that
would
have
burnt
upon
the
girl
from
parents
more
ambitious
for
her
welfare
.
Nobody
blamed
Tess
as
she
blamed
herself
.
When
it
was
discovered
that
the
knacker
and
tanner
would
give
only
a
very
few
shillings
for
Prince
’
s
carcase
because
of
his
decrepitude
,
Durbeyfield
rose
to
the
occasion
