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Mrs Durbeyfield, having quickly walked hitherward after parting from Tess, opened the front door, crossed the downstairs room, which was in deep gloom, and then unfastened the stair-door like one whose fingers knew the tricks of the latches well. Her ascent of the crooked staircase was a slower process, and her face, as it rose into the light above the last stair, encountered the gaze of all the party assembled in the bedroom. ¡¡¡¡`------Being a few private friends I've asked in to keep up club walking at my own expense,' the landlady exclaimed at the sound of footsteps, as glibly as a child repeating the Catechism, while she peered over the stairs. `Oh, `tis you, Mrs Durbeyfield - Lard - how you frightened me! I thought it might be some gaffer sent by Government.' ¡¡¡¡Mrs Durbeyfield was welcomed with glances and nods by the remainder of the conclave, and turned to where her husband sat. He was humming absently to himself, in a low tone: `I be as good as some folks here and there! I've got a great family vault at Kingsbere-sub-Greenhill, and finer skillentons than any man in Wessex!' ¡¡¡¡`I've something to tell `ee that's come into my head about that a grand projick!' whispered his cheerful wife. `Here, John, don't `ee see me?' She nudged him, while he, looking through her as through a windowpane, went on with his recitative. ¡¡¡¡`Hush! Don't `ee sing so loud, my good man,'said the landlady; in case any member of the Government should be passing, and take away my license.' ¡¡¡¡`He's told `ee what's happened to us, I suppose?' asked Mrs Durbeyfield. ¡¡¡¡`Yes - in a way. D'ye think there's any money hanging by it?' ¡¡¡¡`Ah, that's the secret,' said Joan Durbeyfield sagely. `However, tis well to be kin to a coach, even if you don't ride in `en.' She dropped her public voice, and continued in a low tone to her husband: `I've been thinking since you brought the news that there's a great rich lady out by Trantridge, on the edge o' The Chase, of the name of d'Urberville.'