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Treacle
it
was
.
Car
’
s
poor
old
grandmother
had
a
weakness
for
the
sweet
stuff
.
Honey
she
had
in
plenty
out
of
her
own
hives
,
but
treacle
was
what
her
soul
desired
,
and
Car
had
been
about
to
give
her
a
treat
of
surprise
.
Hastily
lowering
the
basket
the
dark
girl
found
that
the
vessel
containing
the
syrup
had
been
smashed
within
.
By
this
time
there
had
arisen
a
shout
of
laughter
at
the
extraordinary
appearance
of
Car
’
s
back
,
which
irritated
the
dark
queen
into
getting
rid
of
the
disfigurement
by
the
first
sudden
means
available
,
and
independently
of
the
help
of
the
scoffers
.
She
rushed
excitedly
into
the
field
they
were
about
to
cross
,
and
flinging
herself
flat
on
her
back
upon
the
grass
,
began
to
wipe
her
gown
as
well
as
she
could
by
spinning
horizontally
on
the
herbage
and
dragging
herself
over
it
upon
her
elbows
.
The
laughter
rang
louder
;
they
clung
to
the
gate
,
to
the
posts
,
rested
on
their
staves
,
in
the
weakness
engendered
by
their
convulsions
at
the
spectacle
of
Car
.
Our
heroine
,
who
had
hitherto
held
her
peace
,
at
this
wild
moment
could
not
help
joining
in
with
the
rest
.
It
was
a
misfortune
—
in
more
ways
than
one
.
No
sooner
did
the
dark
queen
hear
the
soberer
richer
note
of
Tess
among
those
of
the
other
work
-
people
than
a
long
smouldering
sense
of
rivalry
inflamed
her
to
madness
.
She
sprang
to
her
feet
and
closely
faced
the
object
of
her
dislike
.
“
How
darest
th
’
laugh
at
me
,
hussy
!
”
she
cried
.
“
I
couldn
’
t
really
help
it
when
t
’
others
did
,
”
apologized
Tess
,
still
tittering
.
“
Ah
,
th
’
st
think
th
’
beest
everybody
,
dostn
’
t
,
because
th
’
beest
first
favourite
with
He
just
now
!
But
stop
a
bit
,
my
lady
,
stop
a
bit
!
I
’
m
as
good
as
two
of
such
!
Look
here
—
here
’
s
at
‘
ee
!
”
To
Tess
’
s
horror
the
dark
queen
began
stripping
off
the
bodice
of
her
gown
—
which
for
the
added
reason
of
its
ridiculed
condition
she
was
only
too
glad
to
be
free
of
—
till
she
had
bared
her
plump
neck
,
shoulders
,
and
arms
to
the
moonshine
,
under
which
they
looked
as
luminous
and
beautiful
as
some
Praxitelean
creation
,
in
their
possession
of
the
faultless
rotundities
of
a
lusty
country
girl
.
She
closed
her
fists
and
squared
up
at
Tess
.
“
Indeed
,
then
,
I
shall
not
fight
!
”
said
the
latter
majestically
;
“
and
if
I
had
know
you
was
of
that
sort
,
I
wouldn
’
t
have
so
let
myself
down
as
to
come
with
such
a
whorage
as
this
is
!
”
