''Twer not that exactly.She ran away from him,with their child,to her friends;and while she was there the child died.He wanted the body,to bury it where his people lay,but she wouldn't give it up.Her husband then came in the night with a cart,and broke into the house to steal the coffin away;but he was catched,and being obstinate,wouldn't tell what he broke in for.They brought it in burglary,and that's why he was hanged and gibbeted on Brown House Hill.His wife went mad after he was dead.
But it medn't be true that he belonged to ye more than to me.'
A small slow voice rose from the shade of the fireside,as if out of the earth:'If I was you,Mother,I wouldn't marry Father!'It came from little Time,and they started,for they had forgotten him.
'Oh,it is only a tale,'said Sue cheeringly.
After this exhilarating tradition from the widow on the eve of the solemnization they rose,and,wishing their guest good-night,retired.
The next morning Sue,whose nervousness intensified with the hours,took Jude privately into the sitting-room before starting.'Jude,I want you to kiss me,as a lover,incorporeally,'she said,tremulously nestling up to him,with damp lashes.'It won't be ever like this any more,will it!I wish we hadn't begun the business.But I suppose we must go on.How horrid that story was last night!It spoilt my thoughts of to-day.It makes me feel as if a tragic doom overhung our family,as it did the house of Atreus.'
'Or the house of Jeroboam,'said the quondam theologian.
'Yes.And it seems awful temerity in us two to go marrying!Iam going to vow to you in the same words I vowed in to my other husband,and you to me in the same as you used to your other wife;regardless of the deterrent lesson we were taught by those experiments!'
'If you are uneasy I am made unhappy,'said he.'I had hoped you would feel quite joyful.But if you don't,you don't.It is no use pretending.
It is a dismal business to you,and that makes it so to me!'
'It is unpleasantly like that other morning -that's all,'she murmured.'Let us go on now.'
They started arm in arm for the office aforesaid,no witness accompanying them except the Widow Edlin.The day was chilly and dull,and a clammy fog blew through the town from 'Royal-tower'd Thame.'On the steps of the office there were the muddy foot-marks of people who had entered,and in the entry were damp umbrellas Within the office several persons were gathered,and our couple perceived that a marriage between a soldier and a young woman was just in progress.Sue,Jude,and the widow stood in the background while this was going on,Sue reading the notices of marriage on the wall.
The room was a dreary place to two of their temperament,though to its usual frequenters it doubtless seemed ordinary enough.Law-books in musty calf covered one wall,and elsewhere were post-office directories,and other books of reference.Papers in packets tied with red tape were pigeon-holed around,and some iron safes filled a recess,while the bare wood floor was,like the door-step,stained by previous visitors.
The soldier was sullen and reluctant:the bride sad and timid;she was soon,obviously,to become a mother,and she had a black eye.Their little business was soon done,and the twain and their friends straggled out,one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue in passing,as if he had known them before:'See the couple just come in?Ha,ha!That fellow is just out of gaol this morning.She met him at the gaol gates,and brought him straight here.She's paying for everything.'
Sue turned her head and saw an ill-favoured man,closely cropped,with a broad-faced,pock-marked woman on his arm,ruddy with liquor and the satisfaction of being on the brink of a gratified desire.They jocosely saluted the outgoing couple,and went forward in front of Jude and Sue,whose diffidence was increasing.The latter drew back and turned to her lover,her mouth shaping itself like that of a child about to give way to grief:
'Jude -I don't like it here!I wish we hadn't come!The place gives me the horrors:it seems so unnatural as the climax of our love!
I wish it had been at church,if it had to be at all.It is not so vulgar there!'
'Dear little girl,'said Jude.'How troubled and pale you look!'
'It must be performed here now,I suppose?'
'No -perhaps not necessarily.'
He spoke to the clerk,and came back.'No -we need not marry here or anywhere,unless we like,even now,'he said.'We can be married in a church,if not with the same certificate with another he'll give us,I think.Anyhow,let us go out till you are calmer,dear,and I too,and talk it over.'
They went out stealthily and guiltily,as if they had committed a misdemeanour,closing the door without noise,and telling the widow,who had remained in the entry,to go home and await them;that they would call in any casual passers as witnesses,if necessary.When in the street they turned into an unfrequented side alley where they walked up and down as they had done long ago in the market-house at Melchester.
'Now,darling,what shall we do?We are ****** a mess of it,it strikes me.Still,anything that pleases you will please me.'
'But Jude,dearest,I am worrying you!You wanted it to be there,didn't you?'
'Well,to tell the truth,when I got inside I felt as if I didn't care much about it.The place depressed me almost as much as it did you -it was ugly.And then I thought of what you had said this morning as to whether we ought.'
