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How
could
she
face
her
parents
,
get
back
her
box
,
and
disconcert
the
whole
scheme
for
the
rehabilitation
of
her
family
on
such
sentimental
grounds
?
A
few
minutes
later
the
chimneys
of
The
Slopes
appeared
in
view
,
and
in
a
snug
nook
to
the
right
the
poultry
-
farm
and
cottage
of
Tess
’
destination
.
The
community
of
fowls
to
which
Tess
had
been
appointed
as
supervisor
,
purveyor
,
nurse
,
surgeon
,
and
friend
,
made
its
headquarters
in
an
old
thatched
cottage
standing
in
an
enclosure
that
had
once
been
a
garden
,
but
was
now
a
trampled
and
sanded
square
.
The
house
was
overrun
with
ivy
,
its
chimney
being
enlarged
by
the
boughs
of
the
parasite
to
the
aspect
of
a
ruined
tower
.
The
lower
rooms
were
entirely
given
over
to
the
birds
,
who
walked
about
them
with
a
proprietary
air
,
as
though
the
place
had
been
built
by
themselves
,
and
not
by
certain
dusty
copyholders
who
now
lay
east
and
west
in
the
churchyard
.
The
descendants
of
these
bygone
owners
felt
it
almost
as
a
slight
to
their
family
when
the
house
which
had
so
much
of
their
affection
,
had
cost
so
much
of
their
forefathers
’
money
,
and
had
been
in
their
possession
for
several
generations
before
the
d
’
Urbervilles
came
and
built
here
,
was
indifferently
turned
into
a
fowl
-
house
by
Mrs
Stoke
-
d
’
Urberville
as
soon
as
the
property
fell
into
hand
according
to
law
.
“
’
Twas
good
enough
for
Christians
in
grandfather
’
s
time
,
”
they
said
.
The
rooms
wherein
dozens
of
infants
had
wailed
at
their
nursing
now
resounded
with
the
tapping
of
nascent
chicks
.
Distracted
hens
in
coops
occupied
spots
where
formerly
stood
chairs
supporting
sedate
agriculturists
.
The
chimney
-
corner
and
once
blazing
hearth
was
now
filled
with
inverted
beehives
,
in
which
the
hens
laid
their
eggs
;
while
out
of
doors
the
plots
that
each
succeeding
householder
had
carefully
shaped
with
his
spade
were
torn
by
the
cocks
in
wildest
fashion
.
The
garden
in
which
the
cottage
stood
was
surrounded
by
a
wall
,
and
could
only
be
entered
through
a
door
.
When
Tess
had
occupied
herself
about
an
hour
the
next
morning
in
altering
and
improving
the
arrangements
,
according
to
her
skilled
ideas
as
the
daughter
of
a
professed
poulterer
,
the
door
in
the
wall
opened
and
a
servant
in
white
cap
and
apron
entered
.
She
had
come
from
the
manor
-
house
.
“
Mrs
d
’
Urberville
wants
the
fowls
as
usual
,
”
she
said
;
but
perceiving
that
Tess
did
not
quite
understand
,
she
explained
,
“
Mis
’
ess
is
a
old
lady
,
and
blind
.
”
“
Blind
!
”
said
Tess
.
Almost
before
her
misgiving
at
the
news
could
find
time
to
shape
itself
she
took
,
under
her
companion
’
s
direction
,
two
of
the
most
beautiful
of
the
Hamburghs
in
her
arms
,
and
followed
the
maid
-
servant
,
who
had
likewise
taken
two
,
to
the
adjacent
mansion
,
which
,
though
ornate
and
imposing
,
showed
traces
everywhere
on
this
side
that
some
occupant
of
its
chambers
could
bend
to
the
love
of
dumb
creatures
—
feathers
floating
within
view
of
the
front
,
and
hen
-
coops
standing
on
the
grass
.
In
a
sitting
-
room
on
the
ground
-
floor
,
ensconced
in
an
armchair
with
her
back
to
the
light
,
was
the
owner
and
mistress
of
the
estate
,
a
white
-
haired
woman
of
not
more
than
sixty
,
or
even
less
,
wearing
a
large
cap
.
She
had
the
mobile
face
frequent
in
those
whose
sight
has
decayed
by
stages
,
has
been
laboriously
striven
after
,
and
reluctantly
let
go
,
rather
than
the
stagnant
mien
apparent
in
persons
long
sightless
or
born
blind
.
Tess
walked
up
to
this
lady
with
her
feathered
charges
—
one
sitting
on
each
arm
.
