Tell young d’Urberville I'll sell him the title

Tell young d’Urberville I'll sell him the title John Durbeyfield had more pride in his new-found blood than energy or health health．‘That's what young Mr d’Urberville is trying to do！Improve his blood by marrying into the old line！’Persuaded by her mother and the children，Tess finally agreed to go．Mrs Durbeyfield secretly made wedding plans．Then the day came when Tess， wearing her best Sunday clothes on her mother's orders，said goodbye to her family．

‘Goodbye，my girl，’said Sir John，waking from a short sleep．‘Tell young d’Urberville I'll sell him the title，yes，sell it，at a reasonable price．’‘Not for less than a thousand pounds！’cried Lady Durbeyfield．

‘No，tell him he can have it for a hundred！No，fifty， no—twenty！Yes，twenty health pounds，that's the lowest．Family honour is family honour and I won't take any less！’