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But
Tess
did
not
answer
;
she
throbbingly
resumed
her
walk
,
her
eyes
fixed
on
the
ground
.
“
Pooh
—
I
don
’
t
believe
God
said
such
things
!
”
she
murmured
contemptuously
when
her
flush
had
died
away
.
A
plume
of
smoke
soared
up
suddenly
from
her
father
’
s
chimney
,
the
sight
of
which
made
her
heart
ache
.
The
aspect
of
the
interior
,
when
she
reached
it
,
made
her
heart
ache
more
.
Her
mother
,
who
had
just
come
down
stairs
,
turned
to
greet
her
from
the
fireplace
,
where
she
was
kindling
barked
-
oak
twigs
under
the
breakfast
kettle
.
The
young
children
were
still
above
,
as
was
also
her
father
,
it
being
Sunday
morning
,
when
he
felt
justified
in
lying
an
additional
half
-
hour
.
“
Well
!
—
my
dear
Tess
!
”
exclaimed
her
surprised
mother
,
jumping
up
and
kissing
the
girl
.
“
How
be
ye
?
I
didn
’
t
see
you
till
you
was
in
upon
me
!
Have
you
come
home
to
be
married
?
”
“
No
,
I
have
not
come
for
that
,
mother
.
”
“
Then
for
a
holiday
?
”
“
Yes
—
for
a
holiday
;
for
a
long
holiday
,
”
said
Tess
.
“
What
,
isn
’
t
your
cousin
going
to
do
the
handsome
thing
?
”
“
He
’
s
not
my
cousin
,
and
he
’
s
not
going
to
marry
me
.
”
Her
mother
eyed
her
narrowly
.
