She quietly and
dreamily lowered herself into his arms, and Angel methodically
marched off with her. When he was heard returning for the third time
Retty's throbbing heart could be almost seen to shake her. He went
up to the red-haired girl, and while he was seizing her he glanced at
Tess. His lips could not have pronounced more plainly, "It will soon
be you and I." Her comprehension appeared in her face; she could not
help it. There was an understanding between them.
Poor little Retty, though by far the lightest weight, was the most
troublesome of Clare's burdens. Marian had been like a sack of meal,
a dead weight of plumpness under which he has literally staggered.
Izz had ridden sensibly and calmly. Retty was a bunch of hysterics.
However, he got through with the disquieted creature, deposited her,
and returned. Tess could see over the hedge the distant three in a
group, standing as he had placed them on the next rising ground. It
was now her turn. She was embarrassed to discover that excitement at
the proximity of Mr Clare's breath and eyes, which she had contemned
in her companions, was intensified in herself; and as if fearful of
betraying her secret, she paltered with him at the last moment.
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