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“
Why
do
you
have
such
a
horse
?
”
“
Ah
,
well
may
you
ask
it
!
It
was
my
fate
,
I
suppose
.
Tib
has
killed
one
chap
;
and
just
after
I
bought
her
she
nearly
killed
me
.
And
then
,
take
my
word
for
it
,
I
nearly
killed
her
.
But
she
’
s
touchy
still
,
very
touchy
;
and
one
’
s
life
is
hardly
safe
behind
her
sometimes
.
”
They
were
just
beginning
to
descend
;
and
it
was
evident
that
the
horse
,
whether
of
her
own
will
or
of
his
(
the
latter
being
the
more
likely
)
,
knew
so
well
the
reckless
performance
expected
of
her
that
she
hardly
required
a
hint
from
behind
.
Down
,
down
,
they
sped
,
the
wheels
humming
like
a
top
,
the
dog
-
cart
rocking
right
and
left
,
its
axis
acquiring
a
slightly
oblique
set
in
relation
to
the
line
of
progress
;
the
figure
of
the
horse
rising
and
falling
in
undulations
before
them
.
Sometimes
a
wheel
was
off
the
ground
,
it
seemed
,
for
many
yards
;
sometimes
a
stone
was
sent
spinning
over
the
hedge
,
and
flinty
sparks
from
the
horse
’
s
hoofs
outshone
the
daylight
.
The
aspect
of
the
straight
road
enlarged
with
their
advance
,
the
two
banks
dividing
like
a
splitting
stick
;
one
rushing
past
at
each
shoulder
.
The
wind
blew
through
Tess
’
s
white
muslin
to
her
very
skin
,
and
her
washed
hair
flew
out
behind
.
She
was
determined
to
show
no
open
fear
,
but
she
clutched
d
’
Urberville
’
s
rein
-
arm
.
“
Don
’
t
touch
my
arm
!
We
shall
be
thrown
out
if
you
do
!
Hold
on
round
my
waist
!
”
She
grasped
his
waist
,
and
so
they
reached
the
bottom
.
“
Safe
,
thank
God
,
in
spite
of
your
fooling
!
”
said
she
,
her
face
on
fire
.
“
Tess
—
fie
!
that
’
s
temper
!
”
said
d
’
Urberville
.
“
’
Tis
truth
.
”
