Phase the Sixth: The Convert
50. CHAPTER L (continued)
"Entirely. To see you; nothing more. The smockfrock,
which I saw hanging for sale as I came along, was an
afterthought, that I mightn't be noticed. I come to
protest against your working like this."
"But I like doing it--it is for my father."
"Your engagement at the other place is ended?"
"Yes."
"Where are you going to next? To join your dear
husband?"
She could not bear the humiliating reminder.
"O--I don't know!" she said bitterly. "I have no
husband!"
"It is quite true--in the sense you mean. But you have
a friend, and I have determined that you shall be
comfortable in suite of yourself. When you get down to
your house you will see what I have sent there for
you."
"O, Alec, I wish you wouldn't give me anything at all!
I cannot take it from you! I don't like--it is not
right!"
"It IS right!" he cried lightly. "I am not going to
see a woman whom I feel so tenderly for as I do for
you, in trouble without trying to help her."
"But I am very well off! I am only in trouble
about--about--not about living at all!"
She turned, and desperately resumed her digging, tears
dripping upon the fork-handle and upon the clods.
"About the children--your brothers and sisters,"
he resumed. "I've been thinking of them."
Tess's heart quivered--he was touching her in a weak
place. He had divined her chief anxiety. Since
returning home her soul had gone out to those children
with an affection that was passionate.
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