Tess felt like crying but turned quickly and went out. Her mother went
with her to the edge of the village. There she stopped and stood waving
goodbye, and watched her daughter walking away into the distance. A
waggon came to take her bags, and then a fashionable little carriage
appeared. It was driven by a well-dressed young man smoking a cigar.
After a moment's hesitation, Tess stepped in.
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陆晓莉
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