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With
a
dim
sense
that
he
was
vexed
she
looked
steadily
ahead
as
they
trotted
on
near
Melbury
Down
and
Wingreen
,
till
she
saw
,
to
her
consternation
,
that
there
was
yet
another
descent
to
be
undergone
.
“
You
shall
be
made
sorry
for
that
!
”
he
resumed
,
his
injured
tone
still
remaining
,
as
he
flourished
the
whip
anew
.
“
Unless
,
that
is
,
you
agree
willingly
to
let
me
do
it
again
,
and
no
handkerchief
.
”
She
sighed
.
“
Very
well
,
sir
!
”
she
said
.
“
Oh
—
let
me
get
my
hat
!
”
At
the
moment
of
speaking
her
hat
had
blown
off
into
the
road
,
their
present
speed
on
the
upland
being
by
no
means
slow
.
D
’
Urberville
pulled
up
,
and
said
he
would
get
it
for
her
,
but
Tess
was
down
on
the
other
side
.
She
turned
back
and
picked
up
the
article
.
“
You
look
prettier
with
it
off
,
upon
my
soul
,
if
that
’
s
possible
,
”
he
said
,
contemplating
her
over
the
back
of
the
vehicle
.
“
Now
then
,
up
again
!
What
’
s
the
matter
?
”
The
hat
was
in
place
and
tied
,
but
Tess
had
not
stepped
forward
.
“
No
,
sir
,
”
she
said
,
revealing
the
red
and
ivory
of
her
mouth
as
her
eye
lit
in
defiant
triumph
;
“
not
again
,
if
I
know
it
!
”
“
What
—
you
won
’
t
get
up
beside
me
?
”
“
No
;
I
shall
walk
.
”
