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The
four
breakfasted
by
the
thin
light
,
and
the
“
house
-
ridding
”
was
taken
in
hand
.
It
proceeded
with
some
cheerfulness
,
a
friendly
neighbour
or
two
assisting
.
When
the
large
articles
of
furniture
had
been
packed
in
position
a
circular
nest
was
made
of
the
beds
and
bedding
,
in
which
Joan
Durbeyfield
and
the
young
children
were
to
sit
through
the
journey
.
After
loading
there
was
a
long
delay
before
the
horses
were
brought
,
these
having
been
unharnessed
during
the
ridding
;
but
at
length
,
about
two
o
’
clock
,
the
whole
was
under
way
,
the
cooking
-
pot
swinging
from
the
axle
of
the
waggon
,
Mrs
Durbeyfield
and
family
at
the
top
,
the
matron
having
in
her
lap
,
to
prevent
injury
to
its
works
,
the
head
of
the
clock
,
which
,
at
any
exceptional
lurch
of
the
waggon
,
struck
one
,
or
one
-
and
-
a
-
half
,
in
hurt
tones
.
Tess
and
the
next
eldest
girl
walked
alongside
till
they
were
out
of
the
village
.
They
had
called
on
a
few
neighbours
that
morning
and
the
previous
evening
,
and
some
came
to
see
them
off
,
all
wishing
them
well
,
though
,
in
their
secret
hearts
,
hardly
expecting
welfare
possible
to
such
a
family
,
harmless
as
the
Durbeyfields
were
to
all
except
themselves
.
Soon
the
equipage
began
to
ascend
to
higher
ground
,
and
the
wind
grew
keener
with
the
change
of
level
and
soil
.
The
day
being
the
sixth
of
April
,
the
Durbeyfield
waggon
met
many
other
waggons
with
families
on
the
summit
of
the
load
,
which
was
built
on
a
wellnigh
unvarying
principle
,
as
peculiar
,
probably
,
to
the
rural
labourer
as
the
hexagon
to
the
bee
.
The
groundwork
of
the
arrangement
was
the
family
dresser
,
which
,
with
its
shining
handles
,
and
finger
-
marks
,
and
domestic
evidences
thick
upon
it
,
stood
importantly
in
front
,
over
the
tails
of
the
shaft
-
horses
,
in
its
erect
and
natural
position
,
like
some
Ark
of
the
Covenant
that
they
were
bound
to
carry
reverently
.
Some
of
the
households
were
lively
,
some
mournful
;
some
were
stopping
at
the
doors
of
wayside
inns
;
where
,
in
due
time
,
the
Durbeyfield
menagerie
also
drew
up
to
bait
horses
and
refresh
the
travellers
.
During
the
halt
Tess
’
s
eyes
fell
upon
a
three
-
pint
blue
mug
,
which
was
ascending
and
descending
through
the
air
to
and
from
the
feminine
section
of
a
household
,
sitting
on
the
summit
of
a
load
that
had
also
drawn
up
at
a
little
distance
from
the
same
inn
.
She
followed
one
of
the
mug
’
s
journeys
upward
,
and
perceived
it
to
be
clasped
by
hands
whose
owner
she
well
knew
.
Tess
went
towards
the
waggon
.
“
Marian
and
Izz
!
”
she
cried
to
the
girls
,
for
it
was
they
,
sitting
with
the
moving
family
at
whose
house
they
had
lodged
.
“
Are
you
house
-
ridding
today
,
like
everybody
else
?
”
They
were
,
they
said
.
It
had
been
too
rough
a
life
for
them
at
Flintcomb
-
Ash
,
and
they
had
come
away
,
almost
without
notice
,
leaving
Groby
to
prosecute
them
if
he
chose
.
They
told
Tess
their
destination
,
and
Tess
told
them
hers
.
Marian
leant
over
the
load
,
and
lowered
her
voice
.
