ness nothing in the result seemed to justify, and at best could only palliate.
In the shades of the wet road she soon discerned her mother with tall 'Liza-Lu and Abraham. Mrs. Durbeyfield's pattens clicked up to the door, and Tess opened it.
'I see the tracks of a horse outside the window,' said Joan. 'Hev somebody called?'
'No,' said Tess.
The children by the fire looked gravely at her, and one murmured—
'Why, Tess, the gentleman a-horseback!'
'He didn't call,' said Tess. 'He spoke to me in passing.'
'Who was the gentleman?' asked her mother.
'Oh, you needn't ask,' Tess answered. 'You've seen him before, and so have I.'
'Ah! What did he say?' said Joan curiously.
'I will tell you when we are settled in our lodgings at Kingsbere to-morrow—every word.'
