Тэсс из рода д’Эрбервиллей

Chapter 30

           Hercountenance,anaturalcarnationslightlyembrownedbytheseason,haddeepeneditstingewiththebeatingoftherain-drops;andherhair,whichthepressureofthecows’flankshad,asusual,causedtotumbledownfromitsfasteningsandstraybeyondthecurtainofhercalicobonnet,wasmadeclammybythemoisture,tillithardlywasbetterthanseaweed.

           “Ioughtnottohavecome,Isuppose,”shemurmured,lookingatthesky.

           “Iamsorryfortherain,”saidhe.“ButhowgladIamtohaveyouhere!”

           RemoteEgdondisappearedbydegreebehindtheliquidgauze.Theeveninggrewdarker,andtheroadsbeingcrossedbygatesitwasnotsafetodrivefasterthanatawalkingpace.Theairwasratherchill.

           “Iamsoafraidyouwillgetcold,withnothinguponyourarmsandshoulders,”hesaid.“Creepclosetome,andperhapsthedrizzlewon’thurtyoumuch.IshouldbesorrierstillifIdidnotthinkthattherainmightbehelpingme.”

           Sheimperceptiblycreptcloser,andhewrappedroundthembothalargepieceofsail-cloth,whichwassometimesusedtokeepthesunoffthemilk-cans.Tesshelditfromslippingoffhimaswellasherself,Clare’shandsbeingoccupied.

           “Nowweareallrightagain.Ahnowearenot!Itrunsdownintomyneckalittle,anditmuststillmoreintoyours.That’sbetter.Yourarmsarelikewetmarble,Tess.Wipetheminthecloth.Now,ifyoustayquiet,youwillnotgetanotherdrop.

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