Jude could not bear to acquiesce in this proposal;but his suspense pitted itself against his discretion,and won in the struggle.'You can ask about it if you like,'he said.'I've not heard a sound from there.
It must have been very private,if -they have married.'
'I am afraid I haven't enough cash to take me there and back,or I should have gone before.I must wait till I have earned some.'
'Oh -I can pay the journey for you,'he said impatiently.And thus his suspense as to Sue's welfare,and the possible marriage,moved him to dispatch for intelligence the last emissary he would have thought of choosing deliberately.
Arabella went,Jude requesting her to be home not later than by the seven o'clock train.When she had gone he said:'Why should I have charged her to be back by a particular time!She's nothing to me -nor the other neither!'
But having finished work he could not help going to the station to meet Arabella,dragged thither by feverish haste to get the news she might bring,and know the worst.Arabella had made dimples most successfully all the way home,and when she stepped out of the railway carriage she smiled.He merely said 'Well?'with the very reverse of a smile.
'They are married.'
'Yes -of course they are!'he returned.She observed,however,the hard strain upon his lip as he spoke.
'Anny says she has heard from Belinda,her relation out at Marygreen,that it was very sad,and curious!'
'How do you mean sad?She wanted to marry him again,didn't she?
And he her!'
'Yes -that was it.She wanted to in one sense,but not in the other.Mrs.Edlin was much upset by it all,and spoke out her mind at Phillotson.
But Sue was that excited about it that she burnt her best embroidery that she'd worn with you,to blot you out entirely.Well -if a woman feels like it,she ought to do it.I commend her for it,though others don't.'
Arabella sighed.'She felt he was her only husband,and that she belonged to nobody else in the sight of God A'mighty while he lived.Perhaps another woman feels the same about herself,too!'Arabella sighed again.
'I don't want any cant!'exclaimed Jude.
'It isn't cant,'said Arabella.'I feel exactly the same as she!'
He closed that issue by remarking abruptly:'Well -now I know all I wanted to know.Many thanks for your information.I am not going back to my lodgings just yet.'And he left her straightway.
In his misery and depression Jude walked to well-nigh every spot in the city that he had visited with Sue;thence he did not know whither,and then thought of going home to his usual evening meal.But having all the vices of his virtues,and some to spare,he turned into a public house,for the first time during many months.Among the possible consequences of her marriage Sue had not dwelt on this.
Arabella,meanwhile,had gone back.The evening passed,and Jude did not return.At half-past nine Arabella herself went out,first proceeding to an outlying district near the river where her father lived,and had opened a small and precarious pork-shop lately.
'Well,'she said to him,'for all your rowing me that night,I've called in,for I have something to tell you.I think I shall get married and settled again.Only you must help me:and you can do no less,after what I've stood 'ee.'
'I'll do anything to get thee off my hands!'
'Very well.I am now going to look for my young man.He's on the loose I'm afraid,and I must get him home.All I want you to do to-night is not to fasten the door,in case I should want to sleep here,and should be late.'
'I thought you'd soon get tired of giving yourself airs and keeping away!'
'Well -don't do the door.That's all I say.'
She then sallied out again,and first hastening back to Jude's to make sure that he had not returned,began her search for him.A shrewd guess as to his probable course took her straight to the tavern which Jude had formerly frequented,and where she had been barmaid for a brief term.
She had no sooner opened the door of the 'Private Bar'than her eyes fell upon him -sitting in the shade at the back of the compartment,with his eyes fixed on the floor in a blank stare.He was drinking nothing stronger than ale just then.He did not observe her,and she entered and sat beside him.
Jude looked up,and said without surprise:'You've come to have something,Arabella?...I'm trying to forget her:that's all!But I can't;and I am going home.'She saw that he was a little way on in liquor,but only a little as yet.
'I've come entirely to look for you,dear boy.You are not well.
Now you must have something better than that.'Arabella held up her finger to the barmaid.'You shall have a liqueur -that's better fit for a man of education than beer.You shall have maraschino,or curacao dry or sweet,or cherry brandy.I'll treat you,poor chap!'
'I don't care which!Say cherry brandy....Sue has served me badly,very badly.I didn't expect it of Sue!I stuck to her,and she ought to have stuck to me.I'd have sold my soul for her sake,but she wouldn't risk hers a jot for me.To save her own soul she lets mine go damn!...
But it isn't her fault,poor little girl -I am sure it isn't!'
How Arabella had obtained money did not appear,but she ordered a liqueur each,and paid for them.When they had drunk these Arabella suggested another;and Jude had the pleasure of being,as it were,personally conducted through the varieties of spirituous delectation by one who knew the landmarks well.Arabella kept very considerably in the rear of Jude;but though she only sipped where he drank,she took as much as she could safely take without losing her head -which was not a little,as the crimson upon her countenance showed.
Her tone towards him to-night was uniformly soothing and cajoling;and whenever he said 'I don't care what happens to me,'a thing he did continually,she replied,'But I do very much!'The closing hour came,and they were compelled to turn out;whereupon Arabella put her arm round his waist,and guided his unsteady footsteps.
