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“
Yes
.
Older
than
the
centuries
;
older
than
the
d
’
Urbervilles
!
Well
,
what
shall
we
do
,
darling
?
We
may
find
shelter
further
on
.
”
But
Tess
,
really
tired
by
this
time
,
flung
herself
upon
an
oblong
slab
that
lay
close
at
hand
,
and
was
sheltered
from
the
wind
by
a
pillar
.
Owing
to
the
action
of
the
sun
during
the
preceding
day
the
stone
was
warm
and
dry
,
in
comforting
contrast
to
the
rough
and
chill
grass
around
,
which
had
damped
her
skirts
and
shoes
.
“
I
don
’
t
want
to
go
any
further
,
Angel
,
”
she
said
,
stretching
out
her
hand
for
his
.
“
Can
’
t
we
bide
here
?
”
“
I
fear
not
.
This
spot
is
visible
for
miles
by
day
,
although
it
does
not
seem
so
now
.
”
“
One
of
my
mother
’
s
people
was
a
shepherd
hereabouts
,
now
I
think
of
it
.
And
you
used
to
say
at
Talbothays
that
I
was
a
heathen
.
So
now
I
am
at
home
.
”
He
knelt
down
beside
her
outstretched
form
,
and
put
his
lips
upon
hers
.
“
Sleepy
are
you
,
dear
?
I
think
you
are
lying
on
an
altar
.
”
“
I
like
very
much
to
be
here
,
”
she
murmured
.
“
It
is
so
solemn
and
lonely
—
after
my
great
happiness
—
with
nothing
but
the
sky
above
my
face
.
it
seems
as
if
there
were
no
folk
in
the
world
but
we
two
;
and
I
wish
there
were
not
—
except
‘
Liza
-
Lu
.
”
Clare
though
she
might
as
well
rest
here
till
it
should
get
a
little
lighter
,
and
he
flung
his
overcoat
upon
her
,
and
sat
down
by
her
side
.
