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¡¡¡¡She soon had finished her lunch. `Now I am going home, sir,' she said, rising. ¡¡¡¡`And what do they call you?' he asked, as he accompanied her along the drive till they were out of sight of the house. ¡¡¡¡`Tess Durbeyfield, down at Marlott.' ¡¡¡¡`And you say your people have lost their horse?' ¡¡¡¡`I - killed him!' she answered, her eyes filling with tears as she gave particulars of Prince's death. `And I don't know what to do for father on account of it!' ¡¡¡¡`I must think if I cannot do something. My mother must find a berth for you. But, Tess, no nonsense about "d'Urberville";-- ¡¡¡¡"Durbeyfield" only, you know - quite another name.' ¡¡¡¡`I wish for no better, sir,' said she with something of dignity. ¡¡¡¡For a moment - only for a moment - when they were in the turning of the drive, between the tall rhododendrons and conifers, before the lodge became visible, he inclined his face towards her as if - but, no: he thought better of it, and let her go. ¡¡¡¡Thus the thing began. Had she perceived this meeting's import she might have asked why she was doomed to be seen and coveted that day by the wrong man, and not by some other man, the right and desired one in all respects - as nearly as humanity can supply the right and desired; yet to him who amongst her acquaintance might have approximated to this kind, she was but a transient impression, half forgotten. ¡¡¡¡In the ill-judged execution of the well-judged plan of things the call seldom produces the comer, the man to love rarely coincides with the hour for loving. Nature does not often say `See!' to her poor