Phase the Fourth: The Consequence
27. CHAPTER XXVII (continued)
"O Mr Clare--I cannot be your wife--I cannot be!"
The sound of her own decision seemed to break Tess's
very heart, and she bowed her face in her grief.
"But, Tess!" he said, amazed at her reply, and holding
her still more greedily close. "Do you say no? Surely
you love me?"
"O yes, yes! And I would rather by yours than
anybody's in the world," returned the sweet and honest
voice of the distressed girl. "But I CANNOT marry you!"
"Tess," he said, holding her at arm's length, "you are
engaged to marry some one else!"
"No, no!"
"Then why do you refuse me?"
"I don't want to marry! I have not thought of doing
it. I cannot! I only want to love you."
"But why?"
Driven to subterfuge, she stammered--
"Your father is a parson, and your mother wouldn' like
you to marry such as me. She will want you to marry a
lady."
"Nonsense--I have spoken to them both. That was partly
why I went home."
"I feel I cannot--never, never!" she echoed.
"Is it too sudden to be asked thus, my Pretty?"
"Yes--I did not expect it."
"If you will let it pass, please, Tessy, I will give
you time," he said. "It was very abrupt to come home
and speak to you all at once. I'll not allude to it
again for a while."
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