She thereupon turned round and lifted her face to his, and remained like a marble
term while he imprinted a kiss upon her cheek-half perfunctorily
, half as if zest had not yet quite died out. Her eyes vaguely rested upon the remotest trees in the lane while the kiss was given, as though she were nearly unconscious of what he did.
'Now the other side, for old acquaintance' sake.'
She turned her head in the same passive way, as one might turn at the request of a sketcher
or hairdresser, and he kissed the other side, his lips touching cheeks that were damp and smoothly
chill as the skin of the mushrooms in the fields around.
'You don't give me your mouth and kiss me back. You never willingly do that - you'll never love me, I fear.'
'I have said so, often. It is true. I have never really and truly loved you, and I think I never can.' She added mournfully
, 'Perhaps, of all things, a lie on this thing would do the most good to me now; but I have honour enough left, little as 'tis, not to tell that lie. If I did love you I may have the best o' causes for letting you know it. But I don't.'
He emitted a laboured breath, as if the scene were getting rather oppressive
to his heart, or to his conscience, or to his gentility
'Well, you are absurdly melancholy
, Tess. I have no reason for flattering you now, and I can say plainly that you need not be so sad. You can hold your own for beauty against any woman of these parts, gentle or simple; I say, it to you as a practical man and well-wisher. If you are wise you will it to the world more than you do before it fades... And yet, Tess, will you come back to me? Upon my soul I don't like to let you go like this!'
'Never, never! I made up my mind as soon as I saw - what I ought to have seen sooner; and I won't come.'
'Then good morning, my four months' cousin - good-bye!'
He leapt up lightly, arranged the reins, and was gone between the tall red-berried hedges