Tess of the d'Urbervilles - The Original Classic Edition. HARDY THOMAS

"I should like to ask you something, sir."

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       He expressed his willingness to listen, and she told the story of the baby's illness and the extemporized ordinance. "And now, sir,"

       she added earnestly, "can you tell me this--will it be just the same for him as if you had baptized him?"

       Having the natural feelings of a tradesman at finding that a job he should have been called in for had been unskilfully botched by his customers among themselves, he was disposed to say no. Yet the dignity of the girl, the strange tenderness in her voice, combined

       to affect his nobler impulses--or rather those that he had left in him after ten years of endeavour to graft technical belief on actual scepticism. The man and the ecclesiastic fought within him, and the victory fell to the man.

       "My dear girl," he said, "it will be just the same."

       "Then will you give him a Christian burial?" she asked quickly.

       The Vicar felt himself cornered. Hearing of the baby's illness, he had conscientiously gone to the house after nightfall to perform the rite, and, unaware that the refusal to admit him had come from Tess's father and not from Tess, he could not allow the plea of necessity for its irregular administration.

       "Ah--that's another matter," he said.

       "Another matter--why?" asked Tess, rather warmly.

       "Well--I would willingly do so if only we two were concerned. But I must not--for certain reasons." "Just for once, sir!"

       "Really I must not."

       "O sir!" She seized his hand as she spoke. He withdrew it, shaking his head.

       "Then I don't like you!" she burst out, "and I'll never come to your church no more!" "Don't talk so rashly."

       "Perhaps it will be just the same to him if you don't? ... Will it be just the same? Don't for God's sake speak as saint to sinner, but as

       you yourself to me myself--poor me!"