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Somehow Tess disappeared. She had been even more struck with the look of the girls who followed Crick than abashed by Crick's blunt praise. ¡¡¡¡After supper, when she reached her bedroom, they were all present. A light was burning, and each damsel was sitting up whitely in her bed, awaiting Tess, the whole like a row of avenging ghosts. ¡¡¡¡But she saw in a few moments that there was no malice in their mood. They could scarcely feel as a loss what they had never expected to have. Their condition was objective, contemplative. ¡¡¡¡He's going to marry her!' murmured Retty, never taking eyes off Tess. `How her face do show it!' ¡¡¡¡`You be going to marry him?' asked Marian. ¡¡¡¡`Yes,' said Tess. ¡¡¡¡`When?' ¡¡¡¡`Some day.' ¡¡¡¡They thought that this was evasiveness only. ¡¡¡¡`Yes - going to marry him - a gentleman!' repeated Izz Huett.