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No one considered the matter different from any other joining of St. Angé forces into a common life the girl herself grew to take it for granted and sometimes wondered why she imagined her lot different. She piled on more wood now, and laughed at the roar and glow. Then she drew up the arm-chair that Jude liked; he would be cold and tired when he returned.
Finally she said, "Where did you pick up my trail?" "Where you left the stage road. Jude, did you know that old Johnny gave Dad a nasty one above the knee?" "No! Old Johnny came to my rescue, but I didn't think he could hit a canyon wall. Good old Johnny! What became of him?" Douglas moistened his lips. "He followed my father to the half-way house. Dad was all in.
Jude opened the gate and went up to the door through which, on inquiring for his cousin, he was gingerly admitted to a waiting-room, and in a few minutes she came. Though she had been here such a short while, she was not as he had seen her last. All her bounding manner was gone; her curves of motion had become subdued lines. The screens and subtleties of convention had likewise disappeared.
Richard Phillotson, but a woman tossed about, all alone, with aberrant passions, and unaccountable antipathies... Now you mustn't wait longer, or you will lose the coach. Come and see me again. You must come to the house then." "Yes!" said Jude. "When shall it be?" "To-morrow week. Good-bye good-bye!" She stretched out her hand and stroked his forehead pitifully just once.
And then this passing discriminative power was withdrawn, and Jude was lost to all conditions of things in the advent of a fresh and wild pleasure, that of having found a new channel for emotional interest hitherto unsuspected, though it had lain close beside him. He was to meet this enkindling one of the other sex on the following Sunday.
In my telegram last night which this is an answer to, I told him I had almost made it up with Jude; and that frightened him, I expect! Perhaps I should quite have done it if it hadn't been for you," she said laughing; "and then how different our histories might have been from to-day! Never such a tender fool as Jude is if a woman seems in trouble, and coaxes him a bit!
Fewer women like marriage than you suppose, only they enter into it for the dignity it is assumed to confer, and the social advantages it gains them sometimes a dignity and an advantage that I am quite willing to do without." Jude fell back upon his old complaint that, intimate as they were, he had never once had from her an honest, candid declaration that she loved or could love him.
They started in quest of the lodging, and at last found something that seemed to promise well, in Mildew Lane a spot which to Jude was irresistible though to Sue it was not so fascinating a narrow lane close to the back of a college, but having no communication with it.
As his development of thought is studied in the successive novels he produced between 1871 and 1898, it may appear that there is little fundamental change in outlook: the tragic note, and the dark theory of existence, explicit in "Tess" and "Jude," is more or less implicit in "Desperate Remedies."
She shivered and seemed to travel back to that rough call over frozen distances. With stiff fingers she drew the heavy wooden shutters together and lowered the sash. Then feeling her way with outstretched hands, like a bewildered child, she made her way to the inner chamber and Jude. The following June Joyce's little boy was born. It was a most inconvenient time for him to make his appearance.