Jude the Obsure

"Oh yes: she got on all right," said Jude placidly.

"I hope she wasn't shut out, and that she hadn't to walk the streets

in the rain. Do you mind my putting on my waterproof and going to

see if she got in? I've been thinking of her all the morning."

"Well--is it necessary? You haven't the least idea how Arabella is

able to shift for herself. Still, darling, if you want to go and

inquire you can."

There was no limit to the strange and unnecessary penances which Sue

would meekly undertake when in a contrite mood; and this going to

see all sorts of extraordinary persons whose relation to her was

precisely of a kind that would have made other people shun them was

her instinct ever, so that the request did not surprise him.

"And when you come back," he added, "I'll be ready to go about the

banns. You'll come with me?"

Sue agreed, and went off under cloak and umbrella letting Jude kiss

her freely, and returning his kisses in a way she had never done

before. Times had decidedly changed. "The little bird is caught at

last!" she said, a sadness showing in her smile.

"No--only nested," he assured her.

She walked along the muddy street till she reached the public house

mentioned by Arabella, which was not so very far off. She was

informed that Arabella had not yet left, and in doubt how to announce

herself so that her predecessor in Jude's affections would recognize

her, she sent up word that a friend from Spring Street had called,

naming the place of Jude's residence. She was asked to step

upstairs, and on being shown into a room found that it was Arabella's

bedroom, and that the latter had not yet risen. She halted on the

turn of her toe till Arabella cried from the bed, "Come in and shut

the door," which Sue accordingly did.

Arabella lay facing the window, and did not at once turn her head:

and Sue was wicked enough, despite her penitence, to wish for a

moment that Jude could behold her forerunner now, with the daylight

full upon her. She may have seemed handsome enough in profile under

the lamps, but a frowsiness was apparent this morning; and the sight

of her own fresh charms in the looking-glass made Sue's manner

bright, till she reflected what a meanly sexual emotion this was in

her, and hated herself for it.

"I've just looked in to see if you got back comfortably last night,

that's all," she said gently. "I was afraid afterwards that you

might have met with any mishap?"