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Jude the Obsure

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"Well--we are near; we will see it now," said he.

They turned in on the left by the church with the Italian porch,

whose helical columns were heavily draped with creepers, and pursued

the lane till there arose on Jude's sight the circular theatre with

that well-known lantern above it, which stood in his mind as the sad

symbol of his abandoned hopes, for it was from that outlook that he

had finally surveyed the City of Colleges on the afternoon of his

great meditation, which convinced him at last of the futility of his

attempt to be a son of the university.

To-day, in the open space stretching between this building and the

nearest college, stood a crowd of expectant people. A passage was

kept clear through their midst by two barriers of timber, extending

from the door of the college to the door of the large building

between it and the theatre.

"Here is the place--they are just going to pass!" cried Jude in

sudden excitement. And pushing his way to the front he took up a

position close to the barrier, still hugging the youngest child in

his arms, while Sue and the others kept immediately behind him.

The crowd filled in at their back, and fell to talking, joking, and

laughing as carriage after carriage drew up at the lower door of

the college, and solemn stately figures in blood-red robes began to

alight. The sky had grown overcast and livid, and thunder rumbled

now and then.

Father Time shuddered. "It do seem like the Judgment Day!" he

whispered.

"They are only learned doctors," said Sue.

While they waited big drops of rain fell on their heads and

shoulders, and the delay grew tedious. Sue again wished not to stay.

"They won't be long now," said Jude, without turning his head.

But the procession did not come forth, and somebody in the crowd, to

pass the time, looked at the facade of the nearest college, and said

he wondered what was meant by the Latin inscription in its midst.

Jude, who stood near the inquirer, explained it, and finding that

the people all round him were listening with interest, went on to

describe the carving of the frieze (which he had studied years

before), and to criticize some details of masonry in other college

fronts about the city.

The idle crowd, including the two policemen at the doors, stared like

the Lycaonians at Paul, for Jude was apt to get too enthusiastic over

any subject in hand, and they seemed to wonder how the stranger

should know more about the buildings of their town than they

themselves did; till one of them said: "Why, I know that man; he used

to work here years ago--Jude Fawley, that's his name! Don't you mind

he used to be nicknamed Tutor of St. Slums, d'ye mind?--because he

aimed at that line o' business? He's married, I suppose, then, and

that's his child he's carrying. Taylor would know him, as he knows

everybody."

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