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The
dairymaids
and
men
had
flocked
down
from
their
cottages
and
out
of
the
dairy
-
house
with
the
arrival
of
the
cows
from
the
meads
;
the
maids
walking
in
patterns
,
not
on
account
of
the
weather
,
but
to
keep
their
shoes
above
the
mulch
of
the
barton
.
Each
girl
sat
down
on
her
three
-
legged
stool
,
her
face
sideways
,
her
right
cheek
resting
against
the
cow
;
and
looked
musingly
along
the
animal
’
s
flank
at
Tess
as
she
approached
.
The
male
milkers
,
with
hat
-
brims
turned
down
,
resting
flat
on
their
foreheads
and
gazing
on
the
ground
,
did
not
observe
her
.
One
of
these
was
a
sturdy
middle
-
aged
man
—
whose
long
white
“
pinner
”
was
somewhat
finer
and
cleaner
than
the
wraps
of
the
others
,
and
whose
jacket
underneath
had
a
presentable
marketing
aspect
—
the
master
-
dairyman
,
of
whom
she
was
in
quest
,
his
double
character
as
a
working
milker
and
butter
maker
here
during
six
days
,
and
on
the
seventh
as
a
man
in
shining
broad
-
cloth
in
his
family
pew
at
church
,
being
so
marked
as
to
have
inspired
a
rhyme
—
Dairyman
Dick
All
the
week
:
—
On
Sundays
Mister
Richard
Crick
.
Seeing
Tess
standing
at
gaze
he
went
across
to
her
.
The
majority
of
dairymen
have
a
cross
manner
at
milking
time
,
but
it
happened
that
Mr
Crick
was
glad
to
get
a
new
hand
—
for
the
days
were
busy
ones
now
—
and
he
received
her
warmly
;
inquiring
for
her
mother
and
the
rest
of
the
family
—
(
though
this
as
a
matter
of
form
merely
,
for
in
reality
he
had
not
been
aware
of
Mrs
Durbeyfield
’
s
existence
till
apprised
of
the
fact
by
a
brief
business
-
letter
about
Tess
)
.
“
Oh
—
ay
,
as
a
lad
I
knowed
your
part
o
’
the
country
very
well
,
”
he
said
terminatively
.
“
Though
I
’
ve
never
been
there
since
.
And
a
aged
woman
of
ninety
that
use
to
live
nigh
here
,
but
is
dead
and
gone
long
ago
,
told
me
that
a
family
of
some
such
name
as
yours
in
Blackmoor
Vale
came
originally
from
these
parts
,
and
that
’
twere
a
old
ancient
race
that
had
all
but
perished
off
the
earth
—
though
the
new
generations
didn
’
t
know
it
.
But
,
Lord
,
I
took
no
notice
of
the
old
woman
’
s
ramblings
,
not
I
.
”
“
Oh
no
—
it
is
nothing
,
”
said
Tess
.
Then
the
talk
was
of
business
only
.
