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“
It
’
s
my
best
summer
one
.
’
Twas
very
warm
when
I
started
,
and
I
didn
’
t
know
I
was
going
to
ride
,
and
that
it
would
be
night
.
”
“
Nights
grow
chilly
in
September
.
Let
me
see
.
”
He
pulled
off
a
light
overcoat
that
he
had
worn
,
and
put
it
round
her
tenderly
.
“
That
’
s
it
—
now
you
’
ll
feel
warmer
,
”
he
continued
.
“
Now
,
my
pretty
,
rest
there
;
I
shall
soon
be
back
again
.
”
Having
buttoned
the
overcoat
round
her
shoulders
he
plunged
into
the
webs
of
vapour
which
by
this
time
formed
veils
between
the
trees
.
She
could
hear
the
rustling
of
the
branches
as
he
ascended
the
adjoining
slope
,
till
his
movements
were
no
louder
than
the
hopping
of
a
bird
,
and
finally
died
away
.
With
the
setting
of
the
moon
the
pale
light
lessened
,
and
Tess
became
invisible
as
she
fell
into
reverie
upon
the
leaves
where
he
had
left
her
.
In
the
meantime
Alec
d
’
Urberville
had
pushed
on
up
the
slope
to
clear
his
genuine
doubt
as
to
the
quarter
of
The
Chase
they
were
in
.
He
had
,
in
fact
,
ridden
quite
at
random
for
over
an
hour
,
taking
any
turning
that
came
to
hand
in
order
to
prolong
companionship
with
her
,
and
giving
far
more
attention
to
Tess
’
s
moonlit
person
than
to
any
wayside
object
.
A
little
rest
for
the
jaded
animal
being
desirable
,
he
did
not
hasten
his
search
for
landmarks
.
A
clamber
over
the
hill
into
the
adjoining
vale
brought
him
to
the
fence
of
a
highway
whose
contours
he
recognized
,
which
settled
the
question
of
their
whereabouts
.
D
’
Urberville
thereupon
turned
back
;
but
by
this
time
the
moon
had
quite
gone
down
,
and
partly
on
account
of
the
fog
The
Chase
was
wrapped
in
thick
darkness
,
although
morning
was
not
far
off
.
He
was
obliged
to
advance
with
outstretched
hands
to
avoid
contact
with
the
boughs
,
and
discovered
that
to
hit
the
exact
spot
from
which
he
had
started
was
at
first
entirely
beyond
him
.
Roaming
up
and
down
,
round
and
round
,
he
at
length
heard
a
slight
movement
of
the
horse
close
at
hand
;
and
the
sleeve
of
his
overcoat
unexpectedly
caught
his
foot
.
“
Tess
!
”
said
d
’
Urberville
.
There
was
no
answer
.
The
obscurity
was
now
so
great
that
he
could
see
absolutely
nothing
but
a
pale
nebulousness
at
his
feet
,
which
represented
the
white
muslin
figure
he
had
left
upon
the
dead
leaves
.
Everything
else
was
blackness
alike
.
D
’
Urberville
stooped
;
and
heard
a
gentle
regular
breathing
.
He
knelt
and
bent
lower
,
till
her
breath
warmed
his
face
,
and
in
a
moment
his
cheek
was
in
contact
with
hers
.
She
was
sleeping
soundly
,
and
upon
her
eyelashes
there
lingered
tears
.
Darkness
and
silence
ruled
everywhere
around
.
Above
them
rose
the
primeval
yews
and
oaks
of
The
Chase
,
in
which
there
poised
gentle
roosting
birds
in
their
last
nap
;
and
about
them
stole
the
hopping
rabbits
and
hares
.
But
,
might
some
say
,
where
was
Tess
’
s
guardian
angel
?
where
was
the
providence
of
her
simple
faith
?
Perhaps
,
like
that
other
god
of
whom
the
ironical
Tishbite
spoke
,
he
was
talking
,
or
he
was
pursuing
,
or
he
was
in
a
journey
,
or
he
was
sleeping
and
not
to
be
awaked
Why
it
was
that
upon
this
beautiful
feminine
tissue
,
sensitive
as
gossamer
,
and
practically
blank
as
snow
as
yet
,
there
should
have
been
traced
such
a
coarse
pattern
as
it
was
doomed
to
receive
;
why
so
often
the
coarse
appropriates
the
finer
thus
,
the
wrong
man
the
woman
,
the
wrong
woman
the
man
,
many
thousand
years
of
analytical
philosophy
have
failed
to
explain
to
our
sense
of
order
.
One
may
,
indeed
,
admit
the
possibility
of
a
retribution
lurking
in
the
present
catastrophe
.
Doubtless
some
of
Tess
d
’
Urberville
’
s
mailed
ancestors
rollicking
home
from
a
fray
had
dealt
the
same
measure
even
more
ruthlessly
towards
peasant
girls
of
their
time
.
But
though
to
visit
the
sins
of
the
fathers
upon
the
children
may
be
a
morality
good
enough
for
divinities
,
it
is
scorned
by
average
human
nature
;
and
it
therefore
does
not
mend
the
matter
.
As
Tess
’
s
own
people
down
in
those
retreats
are
never
tired
of
saying
among
each
other
in
their
fatalistic
way
:
“
It
was
to
be
.
”
There
lay
the
pity
of
it
.
An
immeasurable
social
chasm
was
to
divide
our
heroine
’
s
personality
thereafter
from
that
previous
self
of
hers
who
stepped
from
her
mother
’
s
door
to
try
her
fortune
at
Trantridge
poultry
-
farm
.
