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The
day
hardened
in
colour
,
the
light
coming
in
at
the
barndoors
upwards
from
the
snow
instead
of
downwards
from
the
sky
.
The
girls
pulled
handful
after
handful
from
the
press
;
but
by
reason
of
the
presence
of
the
strange
women
,
who
were
recounting
scandals
,
Marian
and
Izz
could
not
at
first
talk
of
old
times
as
they
wished
to
do
.
Presently
they
heard
the
muffled
tread
of
a
horse
,
and
the
farmer
rode
up
to
the
barndoor
.
When
he
had
dismounted
he
came
close
to
Tess
,
and
remained
looking
musingly
at
the
side
of
her
face
.
She
had
not
turned
at
first
,
but
his
fixed
attitude
led
her
to
look
round
,
when
she
perceived
that
her
employer
was
the
native
of
Trantridge
from
whom
she
had
taken
flight
on
the
high
-
road
because
of
his
allusion
to
her
history
.
He
waited
till
she
had
carried
the
drawn
bundles
to
the
pile
outside
,
when
he
said
,
“
So
you
be
the
young
woman
who
took
my
civility
in
such
ill
part
?
Be
drowned
if
I
didn
’
t
think
you
might
be
as
soon
as
I
heard
of
your
being
hired
!
Well
,
you
thought
you
had
got
the
better
of
me
the
first
time
at
the
inn
with
your
fancy
-
man
,
and
the
second
time
on
the
road
,
when
you
bolted
;
but
now
I
think
I
’
ve
got
the
better
you
.
”
He
concluded
with
a
hard
laugh
.
Tess
,
between
the
Amazons
and
the
farmer
like
a
bird
caught
in
a
clap
-
net
,
returned
no
answer
,
continuing
to
pull
the
straw
.
She
could
read
character
sufficiently
well
to
know
by
this
time
that
she
had
nothing
to
fear
from
her
employer
’
s
gallantry
;
it
was
rather
the
tyranny
induced
by
his
mortification
at
Clare
’
s
treatment
of
him
.
Upon
the
whole
she
preferred
that
sentiment
in
man
and
felt
brave
enough
to
endure
it
.
“
You
thought
I
was
in
love
with
‘
ee
I
suppose
?
Some
women
are
such
fools
,
to
take
every
look
as
serious
earnest
.
But
there
’
s
nothing
like
a
winter
afield
for
taking
that
nonsense
out
o
’
young
wenches
’
heads
;
and
you
’
ve
signed
and
agreed
till
Lady
-
Day
.
Now
,
are
you
going
to
beg
my
pardon
?
”
“
I
think
you
ought
to
beg
mine
.
”
“
Very
well
—
as
you
like
.
But
we
’
ll
see
which
is
master
here
.
Be
they
all
the
sheaves
you
’
ve
done
today
?
”
“
Yes
,
sir
.
”
“
’
Tis
a
very
poor
show
.
Just
see
what
they
’
ve
done
over
there
”
(
pointing
to
the
two
stalwart
women
)
.
“
The
rest
,
too
,
have
done
better
than
you
.
”
“
They
’
ve
all
practised
it
before
,
and
I
have
not
.
And
I
thought
it
made
no
difference
to
you
as
it
is
task
work
,
and
we
are
only
paid
for
what
we
do
.
”
“
Oh
,
but
it
does
.
I
want
the
barn
cleared
.
”
