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He is from a middle class family. He has his idea and ambition. Neither Angle Clare nor his family has originally chosen farming as a profession for him. When he was a boy, people admired his great qualities. Now he is a man, no particular purpose in life. He is unwilling to the field serves for the God against him self’s will. And he hopes to do something for the people. Angle explains that in fact he does not in fact wish to enter the Church like his brothers, because the Church’s views are too strict and do not allow free thinking. It makes him to be treachery of his family and religion. His open mind made him to be loved with a country girl, which is not fit for her family. is the angle in Tess’ heart. His love to Tess owns the purity of first love, fervor and impressments. He is deeply dump aged by Tess’ puerility. Angle thinks “What a fresh and pure daughter of nature that dairymaid is!” He seems to remember something about her, which brings him back into happy time in the past, before his decision made his life in dilemma. This memory makes him pay more attention to Tess than the other dairymaids. In his eyes, Tess is the embodiment of perfect. He is consciousness with respect attitude and solemn marriage to get contact with Tess. After refused by Tess, he insists to wait. His determination is decisive. Clare is not depressed by Tess’ refusal. And he thinks that Tess would finally accept him. But in the night of the marriage, after known the past of Tess, Angle, the man always open mind, was failed into the deeply pain. He was in afflicted from spirit. He would believe what she said is bogus. Times and times he asks Tess to deny the truth. And he didn’t give her chance to explain that Tess was the casualty. When he sued these were never changed, he chooses escape, and he can’t understand her. After Tess told her story, everything is changed. Clare stirred the fire. It was unnecessary, but he felt he had to do something. He had not really taken in the whole story in its full horror; his face was like an old man’s. He made uncertain movements, because everything in his head was vague and uncertain. He could not make himself think clearly. “Tess! Can I believe this? Are you mad perhaps? My wife, my Tess—you aren’t mad, are you?” He was talking but could not think at the same time. His brain seemed to have stopped working. He turned away from her. Tess followed him and stood there staring at him with dry eyes. Then she went down on her knees beside him. In the chapter14, it is clear. He was relieved to see her sleeping deeply. And yet he felt he alone had the whole worry of what action to take, and the responsibility for her life as well as his. He turned away from her door, and then turned back again, pulled but his love foe her. But his eye was caught by a painting on the wall of one of Tess’ ancestors, a proud fierce woman, who looked as if she hated and wanted to deceive all men. He thought she and Tess looked alike. That was enough to stop him, and he went downstairs to his lonely bed. He looked calm and cold, dull of self-control. His face showed he had fought against passion and won, but did not like being the winner. He still found it difficult to accept that Tess, the pure village maiden, was not what she seemed. How unexpected life could be! He put out the candle. The night came in, unconcerned and uninterested, the night which had swallowed up his happiness. It seems like a sentence of Excellence Is Never An Accident. The