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Changing
partners
simply
meant
that
a
satisfactory
choice
had
not
as
yet
been
arrived
at
by
one
or
other
of
the
pair
,
and
by
this
time
every
couple
had
been
suitable
matched
.
It
was
then
that
the
ecstasy
and
the
dream
began
,
in
which
emotion
was
the
matter
of
the
universe
,
and
matter
but
an
adventitious
intrusion
likely
to
hinder
you
from
spinning
where
you
wanted
to
spin
.
Suddenly
there
was
a
dull
thump
on
the
ground
:
a
couple
had
fallen
,
and
lay
in
a
mixed
heap
.
The
next
couple
,
unable
to
check
its
progress
,
came
toppling
over
the
obstacle
.
An
inner
cloud
of
dust
rose
around
the
prostrate
figures
amid
the
general
one
of
the
room
,
in
which
a
twitching
entanglement
of
arms
and
legs
was
discernible
.
“
You
shall
catch
it
for
this
,
my
gentleman
,
when
you
get
home
!
”
burst
in
female
accents
from
the
human
heap
—
those
of
the
unhappy
partner
of
the
man
whose
clumsiness
had
caused
the
mishap
;
she
happened
also
to
be
his
recently
married
wife
,
in
which
assortment
there
was
nothing
unusual
at
Trantridge
as
long
as
any
affection
remained
between
wedded
couples
;
and
,
indeed
,
it
was
not
uncustomary
in
their
later
lives
,
to
avoid
making
odd
lots
of
the
single
people
between
whom
there
might
be
a
warm
understanding
.
A
loud
laugh
from
behind
Tess
’
s
back
,
in
the
shade
of
the
garden
,
united
with
the
titter
within
the
room
.
She
looked
round
,
and
saw
the
red
coal
of
a
cigar
:
Alec
d
’
Urberville
was
standing
there
alone
.
He
beckoned
to
her
,
and
she
reluctantly
retreated
towards
him
.
“
Well
,
my
Beauty
,
what
are
you
doing
here
?
”
She
was
so
tired
after
her
long
day
and
her
walk
that
she
confided
her
trouble
to
him
—
that
she
had
been
waiting
ever
since
he
saw
her
to
have
their
company
home
,
because
the
road
at
night
was
strange
to
her
.
“
But
it
seems
they
will
never
leave
off
,
and
I
really
think
I
will
wait
no
longer
.
”
“
Certainly
do
not
.
I
have
only
a
saddle
-
horse
here
today
;
but
come
to
The
Flower
-
de
-
Luce
,
and
I
’
ll
hire
a
trap
,
and
drive
you
home
with
me
.
”
Tess
,
though
flattered
,
had
never
quite
got
over
her
original
mistrust
of
him
,
and
,
despite
their
tardiness
,
she
preferred
to
walk
home
with
the
work
-
folk
.
So
she
answered
that
she
was
much
obliged
to
him
,
but
would
not
trouble
him
.
“
I
have
said
that
I
will
wait
for
’
em
,
and
they
will
expect
me
to
now
.
”
“
Very
well
,
Miss
Independence
.
Please
yourself
.
.
.
.
Then
I
shall
not
hurry
.
.
.
.
My
good
Lord
,
what
a
kick
-
up
they
are
having
there
!
”
He
had
not
put
himself
forward
into
the
light
,
but
some
of
them
had
perceived
him
,
and
his
presence
led
to
a
slight
pause
and
a
consideration
of
how
the
time
was
flying
.
As
soon
as
he
had
re
-
lit
a
cigar
and
walked
away
the
Trantridge
people
began
to
collect
themselves
from
amid
those
who
had
come
in
from
other
farms
,
and
prepared
to
leave
in
a
body
.
Their
bundles
and
baskets
were
gathered
up
,
and
half
an
hour
later
,
when
the
clock
-
chime
sounded
a
quarter
past
eleven
,
they
were
straggling
along
the
lane
which
led
up
the
hill
towards
their
homes
.
