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The
prospect
from
this
summit
was
almost
unlimited
.
In
the
valley
beneath
lay
the
city
they
had
just
left
,
its
more
prominent
buildings
showing
as
in
an
isometric
drawing
—
among
them
the
broad
cathedral
tower
,
with
its
Norman
windows
and
immense
length
of
aisle
and
nave
,
the
spires
of
St
Thomas
’
s
,
the
pinnacled
tower
of
the
College
,
and
,
more
to
the
right
,
the
tower
and
gables
of
the
ancient
hospice
,
where
to
this
day
the
pilgrim
may
receive
his
dole
of
bread
and
ale
.
Behind
the
city
swept
the
rotund
upland
of
St
Catherine
’
s
Hill
;
further
off
,
landscape
beyond
landscape
,
till
the
horizon
was
lost
in
the
radiance
of
the
sun
hanging
above
it
.
Against
these
far
stretches
of
country
rose
,
in
front
of
the
other
city
edifices
,
a
large
red
-
brick
building
,
with
level
gray
roofs
,
and
rows
of
short
barred
windows
bespeaking
captivity
,
the
whole
contrasting
greatly
by
its
formalism
with
the
quaint
irregularities
of
the
Gothic
erections
It
was
somewhat
disguised
from
the
road
in
passing
it
by
yews
and
evergreen
oaks
,
but
it
was
visible
enough
up
here
.
The
wicket
from
which
the
pair
had
lately
emerged
was
in
the
wall
of
this
structure
.
From
the
middle
of
the
building
an
ugly
flat
-
topped
octagonal
tower
ascended
against
the
east
horizon
,
and
viewed
from
this
spot
,
on
its
shady
side
and
against
the
light
,
it
seemed
the
one
blot
on
the
city
’
s
beauty
.
Yet
it
was
with
this
blot
,
and
not
with
the
beauty
,
that
the
two
gazers
were
concerned
.
Upon
the
cornice
of
the
tower
a
tall
staff
was
fixed
.
Their
eyes
were
riveted
on
it
.
A
few
minutes
after
the
hour
had
struck
something
moved
slowly
up
the
staff
,
and
extended
itself
upon
the
breeze
.
It
was
a
black
flag
.
“
Justice
”
was
done
,
and
the
President
of
the
Immortals
,
in
Aeschylean
phrase
,
had
ended
his
sport
with
Tess
.
And
the
d
’
Urberville
knights
and
dames
slept
on
in
their
tombs
unknowing
.
The
two
speechless
gazers
bent
themselves
down
to
the
earth
,
as
if
in
prayer
,
and
remained
thus
a
long
time
,
absolutely
motionless
:
the
flag
continued
to
wave
silently
.
As
soon
as
they
had
strength
they
arose
,
joined
hands
again
,
and
went
on
.