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When
the
infant
had
taken
its
fill
the
young
mother
sat
it
upright
in
her
lap
,
and
looking
into
the
far
distance
dandled
it
with
a
gloomy
indifference
that
was
almost
dislike
;
then
all
of
a
sudden
she
fell
to
violently
kissing
it
some
dozens
of
times
,
as
if
she
could
never
leave
off
,
the
child
crying
at
the
vehemence
of
an
onset
which
strangely
combined
passionateness
with
contempt
.
“
She
’
s
fond
of
that
there
child
,
though
she
mid
pretend
to
hate
en
,
and
say
she
wishes
the
baby
and
her
too
were
in
the
churchyard
,
”
observed
the
woman
in
the
red
petticoat
.
“
She
’
ll
soon
leave
off
saying
that
,
”
replied
the
one
in
buff
.
“
Lord
,
’
tis
wonderful
what
a
body
can
get
used
to
o
’
that
sort
in
time
!
”
“
A
little
more
than
persuading
had
to
do
wi
’
the
coming
o
’
t
,
I
reckon
.
There
were
they
that
heard
a
sobbing
one
night
last
year
in
The
Chase
;
and
it
mid
ha
’
gone
hard
wi
’
a
certain
party
if
folks
had
come
along
.
”
“
Well
,
a
little
more
,
or
a
little
less
,
’
twas
a
thousand
pities
that
it
should
have
happened
to
she
,
of
all
others
.
But
’
tis
always
the
comeliest
!
The
plain
ones
be
as
safe
as
churches
—
hey
,
Jenny
?
”
The
speaker
turned
to
one
of
the
group
who
certainly
was
not
ill
-
defined
as
plain
.
It
was
a
thousand
pities
,
indeed
;
it
was
impossible
for
even
an
enemy
to
feel
otherwise
on
looking
at
Tess
as
she
sat
there
,
with
her
flower
-
like
mouth
and
large
tender
eyes
,
neither
black
nor
blue
nor
grey
nor
violet
;
rather
all
those
shades
together
,
and
a
hundred
others
,
which
could
be
seen
if
one
looked
into
their
irises
—
shade
behind
shade
—
tint
beyond
tint
—
around
pupils
that
had
no
bottom
;
an
almost
standard
woman
,
but
for
the
slight
incautiousness
of
character
inherited
from
her
race
.
A
resolution
which
had
surprised
herself
had
brought
her
into
the
fields
this
week
for
the
first
time
during
many
months
.
After
wearing
and
wasting
her
palpitating
heart
with
every
engine
of
regret
that
lonely
inexperience
could
devise
,
commonsense
had
illuminated
her
.
She
felt
that
she
would
do
well
to
be
useful
again
—
to
taste
anew
sweet
independence
at
any
price
.
The
past
was
past
;
whatever
it
had
been
it
was
no
more
at
hand
.
Whatever
its
consequences
,
time
would
close
over
them
;
they
would
all
in
a
few
years
be
as
if
they
had
never
been
,
and
she
herself
grassed
down
and
forgotten
.
Meanwhile
the
trees
were
just
as
green
as
before
;
the
birds
sang
and
the
sun
shone
as
clearly
now
as
ever
.
The
familiar
surroundings
had
not
darkened
because
of
her
grief
,
nor
sickened
because
of
her
pain
.
She
might
have
seen
that
what
had
bowed
her
head
so
profoundly
—
the
thought
of
the
world
’
s
concern
at
her
situation
—
was
founded
on
an
illusion
.
She
was
not
an
existence
,
an
experience
,
a
passion
,
a
structure
of
sensations
,
to
anybody
but
herself
.
To
all
humankind
besides
Tess
was
only
a
passing
thought
.
Even
to
friends
she
was
no
more
than
a
frequently
passing
thought
.
If
she
made
herself
miserable
the
livelong
night
and
day
it
was
only
this
much
to
them
—
“
Ah
,
she
makes
herself
unhappy
.
”
If
she
tried
to
be
cheerful
,
to
dismiss
all
care
,
to
take
pleasure
in
the
daylight
,
the
flowers
,
the
baby
,
she
could
only
be
this
idea
to
them
—
“
Ah
,
she
bears
it
very
well
.
”
Moreover
,
alone
in
a
desert
island
would
she
have
been
wretched
at
what
had
happened
to
her
?
Not
greatly
.
If
she
could
have
been
but
just
created
,
to
discover
herself
as
a
spouseless
mother
,
with
no
experience
of
life
except
as
the
parent
of
a
nameless
child
,
would
the
position
have
caused
her
to
despair
?
No
,
she
would
have
taken
it
calmly
,
and
found
pleasure
therein
.
Most
of
the
misery
had
been
generated
by
her
conventional
aspect
,
and
not
by
her
innate
sensations
.
Whatever
Tess
’
s
reasoning
,
some
spirit
had
induced
her
to
dress
herself
up
neatly
as
she
had
formerly
done
,
and
come
out
into
the
fields
,
harvest
-
hands
being
greatly
in
demand
just
then
.
This
was
why
she
had
borne
herself
with
dignity
,
and
had
looked
people
calmly
in
the
face
at
times
,
even
when
holding
the
baby
in
her
arms
.
