"
Her lip lifted slightly, though there was little scorn, as a rule,
in her large and impulsive nature.
"I have said I will not take anything more from you, and I will
not--I cannot! I SHOULD be your creature to go on doing that, and
I won't!"
"One would think you were a princess from your manner, in addition
to a true and original d'Urberville--ha! ha! Well, Tess, dear, I
can say no more. I suppose I am a bad fellow--a damn bad fellow.
I was born bad, and I have lived bad, and I shall die bad in all
probability. But, upon my lost soul, I won't be bad towards you
again, Tess. And if certain circumstances should arise--you
understand--in which you are in the least need, the least difficulty,
send me one line, and you shall have by return whatever you require.
I may not be at Trantridge--I am going to London for a time--I can't
stand the old woman. But all letters will be forwarded."
She said that she did not wish him to drive her further, and they
stopped just under the clump of trees. D'Urberville alighted, and
lifted her down bodily in his arms, afterwards placing her articles
on the ground beside her. She bowed to him slightly, her eye just
lingering in his; and then she turned to take the parcels for
departure.
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