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Before he had thought that she meant to do more than get air she had mounted upon the sill and leapt out. She disappeared in the darkness, and he heard her fall below. Phillotson, horrified, ran downstairs, striking himself sharply against the newel in his haste.
Phillotson the surprise was not great; like the lady in the story he had been played that trick too many times to be unprepared. But Sue's class was at the further end of the room, and her back was towards the entrance; the inspector therefore came and stood behind her and watched her teaching some half-minute before she became aware of his presence.
"I MUST go now. I'll come again may I?" "I don't ask you to go, even now. I ask you to stay." "I thank you, Richard; but I must. As you are not so ill as I thought, I CANNOT stay!" "She's his his from lips to heel!" said Phillotson; but so faintly that in closing the door she did not hear it.
She lived in the same house with him, but on a different floor, and they saw each other little, an occasional supper being the only meal they took together, when Sue's manner was something like that of a scared child. What she felt he did not know; their conversation was mechanical, though she did not look pale or ill. Phillotson came frequently, but mostly when Jude was absent.
You don't mean anything wrong between you and Mrs. Phillotson?" "I do... My wretched state is that I've a wife I love who not only does not love me, but but Well, I won't say. I know her feeling! I should prefer hatred from her!" "Ssh!"
I hope soon to be in a bar again at Christminster, or some other big town." They parted. When Phillotson had ascended the hill a few steps he stopped, hastened back, and called her. "What is, or was, their address?" Arabella gave it. "Thank you. Good afternoon."
The man informed her that he had, and that her things had been taken in by the schoolmaster himself. She could now enter Marygreen without exciting much observation. She crossed by the well and under the trees to the pretty new school on the other side, and lifted the latch of the dwelling without knocking. Phillotson stood in the middle of the room, awaiting her, as requested.
To all this he listened; but it was not what he wanted especially to know her relations with Phillotson. That was what she did not tell. When they had sat and eaten, Jude impulsively placed his hand upon hers; she looked up and smiled, and took his quite freely into her own little soft one, dividing his fingers and coolly examining them, as if they were the fingers of a glove she was purchasing.
She spoke with a childlike, repentant kindness, as if she could not do too much for him. Phillotson smiled sadly. "You are an odd creature!" he murmured as the sun glowed in his eyes. "The idea of your coming to see me after what has passed!" "Don't let us go back upon that!" she said quickly.
It is as culpable to bind yourself to love always as to believe a creed always, and as silly as to vow always to like a particular food or drink!" "And do you mean, by living away from me, living by yourself?" "Well, if you insisted, yes. But I meant living with Jude." "As his wife?" "As I choose." Phillotson writhed.
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