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This
first
floor
,
containing
Mrs
Brooks
’
s
best
apartments
,
had
been
taken
by
the
week
by
the
d
’
Urbervilles
.
The
back
room
was
now
in
silence
;
but
from
the
drawing
-
room
there
came
sounds
.
All
that
she
could
at
first
distinguish
of
them
was
one
syllable
,
continually
repeated
in
a
low
note
of
moaning
,
as
if
it
came
from
a
soul
bound
to
some
Ixionian
wheel
—
“
O
—
O
—
O
!
”
Then
a
silence
,
then
a
heavy
sigh
,
and
again
—
“
O
—
O
—
O
!
”
The
landlady
looked
through
the
keyhole
.
Only
a
small
space
of
the
room
inside
was
visible
,
but
within
that
space
came
a
corner
of
the
breakfast
table
,
which
was
already
spread
for
the
meal
,
and
also
a
chair
beside
.
Over
the
seat
of
the
chair
Tess
’
s
face
was
bowed
,
her
posture
being
a
kneeling
one
in
front
of
it
;
her
hands
were
clasped
over
her
head
,
the
skirts
of
her
dressing
-
gown
and
the
embroidery
of
her
night
-
gown
flowed
upon
the
floor
behind
her
,
and
her
stockingless
feet
,
from
which
the
slippers
had
fallen
,
protruded
upon
the
carpet
.
It
was
from
her
lips
that
came
the
murmur
of
unspeakable
despair
.
Then
a
man
’
s
voice
from
the
adjoining
bedroom
—
“
What
’
s
a
matter
?
”
She
did
not
answer
,
but
went
on
,
in
a
tone
which
was
a
soliloquy
rather
than
an
exclamation
,
and
a
dirge
rather
than
a
soliloquy
.
Mrs
Brooks
could
only
catch
a
portion
:
“
And
then
my
dear
,
dear
husband
came
home
to
me
.
.
.
and
I
did
not
know
it
!
.
.
.
And
you
had
used
your
cruel
persuasion
upon
me
.
.
.
you
did
not
stop
using
it
—
no
—
you
did
not
stop
!
My
little
sisters
and
brothers
and
my
mother
’
s
needs
—
they
were
the
things
you
moved
me
by
.
.
.
