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As
if
,
however
,
to
falsify
this
assertion
,
his
legs
seemed
to
give
way
,
and
he
suddenly
sat
down
to
save
himself
from
falling
.
It
was
only
a
slight
attack
of
faintness
,
resulting
from
the
tedious
day
’
s
journey
,
and
the
excitement
of
arrival
.
“
Has
any
letter
come
for
me
lately
?
”
he
asked
.
“
I
received
the
last
you
sent
on
by
the
merest
chance
,
and
after
considerable
delay
through
being
inland
;
or
I
might
have
come
sooner
.
”
“
It
was
from
your
wife
,
we
supposed
?
”
“
It
was
.
”
Only
one
other
had
recently
come
.
They
had
not
sent
it
on
to
him
,
knowing
he
would
start
for
home
so
soon
.
He
hastily
opened
the
letter
produced
,
and
was
much
disturbed
to
read
in
Tess
’
s
handwriting
the
sentiments
expressed
in
her
last
hurried
scrawl
to
him
.
O
why
have
you
treated
me
so
monstrously
,
Angel
!
I
do
not
deserve
it
.
I
have
thought
it
all
over
carefully
,
and
I
can
never
,
never
forgive
you
!
You
know
that
I
did
not
intend
to
wrong
you
—
why
have
you
so
wronged
me
?
You
are
cruel
,
cruel
indeed
!
I
will
try
to
forget
you
.
It
is
all
injustice
I
have
received
at
your
hands
.
—
T
“
It
is
quite
true
!
”
said
Angel
,
throwing
down
the
letter
.
“
Perhaps
she
will
never
be
reconciled
to
me
!
”
“
Don
’
t
,
Angel
,
be
so
anxious
about
a
mere
child
of
the
soil
!
”
said
his
mother
.
“
Child
of
the
soil
!
Well
,
we
all
are
children
of
the
soil
.
