1 Clare touched hers under the water.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 4 The Consequence: XXXIV 2 She sprinkled the water, and there was silence.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 2 Maiden No More: XIV 3 He knew that the water had risen at that spot, and that it would quite check their progress.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 3 The Rally: XXIII 4 That the rise in the water was what she understood him to refer to, the state of breathing belied.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 3 The Rally: XXIII 5 He came beneath them in the water, which did not rise over his long boots; and stood looking at the entrapped flies and butterflies.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 3 The Rally: XXIII 6 The cow and horse tracks in the road were full of water, the rain having been enough to charge them, but not enough to wash them away.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 5 The Woman Pays: XXXV 7 The Froom waters were clear as the pure River of Life shown to the Evangelist, rapid as the shadow of a cloud, with pebbly shallows that prattled to the sky all day long.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 3 The Rally: XVI 8 While they stood clinging to the bank they heard a splashing round the bend of the road, and presently appeared Angel Clare, advancing along the lane towards them through the water.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 3 The Rally: XXIII 9 Pulling out the washing-stand so that she could get behind it, she poured some water from a jug, and made them kneel around, putting their hands together with fingers exactly vertical.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 2 Maiden No More: XIV 10 They stood still, whereupon little furred and feathered heads popped up from the smooth surface of the water; but, finding that the disturbing presences had paused, and not passed by, they disappeared again.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 4 The Consequence: XXXI 11 The water was now high in the streams, squirting through the weirs, and tinkling under culverts; the smallest gullies were all full; there was no taking short cuts anywhere, and foot-passengers were compelled to follow the permanent ways.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 4 The Consequence: XXXII 12 Its waters, in creeping down these miles of meadowland, frequently divided, serpentining in purposeless curves, looping themselves around little islands that had no name, returning and re-embodying themselves as a broad main stream further on.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 5 The Woman Pays: XXXVII 13 Nick-knock, nick-knock, went the cradle; the candle-flame stretched itself tall, and began jigging up and down; the water dribbled from the matron's elbows, and the song galloped on to the end of the verse, Mrs Durbeyfield regarding her daughter the while.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 1 The Maiden: III 14 There was no food on the premises, but there was water, and he took advantage of the fog to emerge from the mansion and fetch tea, bread, and butter from a shop in a little place two miles beyond, as also a small tin kettle and spirit-lamp, that they might get fire without smoke.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 7 Fulfilment: LVIII 15 In spite of the untoward surroundings, however, Tess bravely made a little cross of two laths and a piece of string, and having bound it with flowers, she stuck it up at the head of the grave one evening when she could enter the churchyard without being seen, putting at the foot also a bunch of the same flowers in a little jar of water to keep them alive.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 2 Maiden No More: XIV 16 Herons came, with a great bold noise as of opening doors and shutters, out of the boughs of a plantation which they frequented at the side of the mead; or, if already on the spot, hardily maintained their standing in the water as the pair walked by, watching them by moving their heads round in a slow, horizontal, passionless wheel, like the turn of puppets by clockwork.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles By Thomas HardyContextHighlight In PART 3 The Rally: XX