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When
old
Mr
Simon
Stoke
,
latterly
deceased
,
had
made
his
fortune
as
an
honest
merchant
(
some
said
money
-
lender
)
in
the
North
,
he
decided
to
settle
as
a
county
man
in
the
South
of
England
,
out
of
hail
of
his
business
district
;
and
in
doing
this
he
felt
the
necessity
of
recommencing
with
a
name
that
would
not
too
readily
identify
him
with
the
smart
tradesman
of
the
past
,
and
that
would
be
less
commonplace
than
the
original
bald
stark
words
.
Conning
for
an
hour
in
the
British
Museum
the
pages
of
works
devoted
to
extinct
,
half
-
extinct
,
obscured
,
and
ruined
families
appertaining
to
the
quarter
of
England
in
which
he
proposed
to
settle
,
he
considered
that
D
’
URBERVILLE
looked
and
sounded
as
well
as
any
of
them
:
and
d
’
Urberville
accordingly
was
annexed
to
his
own
name
for
himself
and
his
heirs
eternally
.
Yet
he
was
not
an
extravagant
-
minded
man
in
this
,
and
in
constructing
his
family
tree
on
the
new
basis
was
duly
reasonable
in
framing
his
inter
-
marriages
and
aristocratic
links
,
never
inserting
a
single
title
above
a
rank
of
strict
moderation
.
Of
this
work
of
imagination
poor
Tess
and
her
parents
were
naturally
in
ignorance
—
much
to
their
discomfiture
;
indeed
,
the
very
possibility
of
such
annexations
was
unknown
to
them
;
who
supposed
that
,
though
to
be
well
-
favoured
might
be
the
gift
of
fortune
,
a
family
name
came
by
nature
.
Tess
still
stood
hesitating
like
a
bather
about
to
make
his
plunge
,
hardly
knowing
whether
to
retreat
or
to
persevere
,
when
a
figure
came
forth
from
the
dark
triangular
door
of
the
tent
.
It
was
that
of
a
tall
young
man
,
smoking
.
He
had
an
almost
swarthy
complexion
,
with
full
lips
,
badly
moulded
,
though
red
and
smooth
,
above
which
was
a
well
-
groomed
black
moustache
with
curled
points
,
though
his
age
could
not
be
more
than
three
-
or
four
-
and
-
twenty
.
Despite
the
touches
of
barbarism
in
his
contours
,
there
was
a
singular
force
in
the
gentleman
’
s
face
,
and
in
his
bold
rolling
eye
.
“
Well
,
my
Beauty
,
what
can
I
do
for
you
?
”
said
he
,
coming
forward
.
And
perceiving
that
she
stood
quite
confounded
:
“
Never
mind
me
.
I
am
Mr
d
’
Urberville
.
Have
you
come
to
see
me
or
my
mother
?
”
This
embodiment
of
a
d
’
Urberville
and
a
namesake
differed
even
more
from
what
Tess
had
expected
than
the
house
and
grounds
had
differed
.
She
had
dreamed
of
an
aged
and
dignified
face
,
the
sublimation
of
all
the
d
’
Urberville
lineaments
,
furrowed
with
incarnate
memories
representing
in
hieroglyphic
the
centuries
of
her
family
’
s
and
England
’
s
history
.
But
she
screwed
herself
up
to
the
work
in
hand
,
since
she
could
not
get
out
of
it
,
and
answered
—
“
I
came
to
see
your
mother
,
sir
.
”
“
I
am
afraid
you
cannot
see
her
—
she
is
an
invalid
,
”
replied
the
present
representative
of
the
spurious
house
;
for
this
was
Mr
Alec
,
the
only
son
of
the
lately
deceased
gentleman
.
“
Cannot
I
answer
your
purpose
?
What
is
the
business
you
wish
to
see
her
about
?
”
