He had an almost swarthy
complexion, with full lips, badly moulded, though red and smooth
, above which was a well-groomed black moustache with curled points, though his age could not be more than three or four-and-twenty. Despite the touches of barbarism in his contours, there was a singular force in the gentleman's face, and in his bold rolling eye.
'Well, my Beauty, what can I do for you?' said he, coming forward. And perceiving that she stood quite confounded
: 'Never mind me. I am Mr d'Urberville. Have you come to see me or my mother?'
of a d'Urberville and a namesake differed even more from what Tess had expected than the house and grounds had differed. She had dreamed of an aged and dignified
face, the sublimation
of all the d'Urberville lineaments, furrowed
memories representing in hieroglyphic the centuries of her family's and England's history. But she screwed herself up to the work in hand, since she could not get out of it, and answered--
'I came to see your mother, sir.'
'I am afraid you cannot see her - she is an invalid,' replied the present representative of the spurious
house; for this was Mr Alec, the only son of the lately deceased gentleman. 'Cannot I answer your purpose? What is the business you wish to see her about?'
'It isn't business - it is - I can hardly say what!'
'Never mind; I like foolish things. Try again, my dear,' said he kindly.
'Mother asked me to come,'Tess continued; 'and, indeed, I was in the mind to do so myself likewise. But I did not think it would be like this. I came, sir, to tell you that we are of the same family as you.'
'Ho! Poor relations?'
'Ay, ay; I mean d'Urbervilles.'