Jude the Obsure - Page 136/318

The compartment that she served emptied itself of visitors, and

after a brief thought he entered it, and went forward to the counter.

Arabella did not recognize him for a moment. Then their glances met.

She started; till a humorous impudence sparkled in her eyes, and she

spoke.

"Well, I'm blest! I thought you were underground years ago!"

"Oh!"

"I never heard anything of you, or I don't know that I should

have come here. But never mind! What shall I treat you to this

afternoon? A Scotch and soda? Come, anything that the house will

afford, for old acquaintance' sake!"

"Thanks, Arabella," said Jude without a smile. "But I don't want

anything more than I've had." The fact was that her unexpected

presence there had destroyed at a stroke his momentary taste for

strong liquor as completely as if it had whisked him back to his

milk-fed infancy.

"That's a pity, now you could get it for nothing."

"How long have you been here?"

"About six weeks. I returned from Sydney three months ago. I always

liked this business, you know."

"I wonder you came to this place!"

"Well, as I say, I thought you were gone to glory, and being in

London I saw the situation in an advertisement. Nobody was likely to

know me here, even if I had minded, for I was never in Christminster

in my growing up."

"Why did you return from Australia?"

"Oh, I had my reasons... Then you are not a don yet?"

"No."

"Not even a reverend?"

"No."

"Nor so much as a rather reverend dissenting gentleman?"

"I am as I was."

"True--you look so." She idly allowed her fingers to rest on the

pull of the beer-engine as she inspected him critically. He observed

that her hands were smaller and whiter than when he had lived with

her, and that on the hand which pulled the engine she wore an

ornamental ring set with what seemed to be real sapphires--which they

were, indeed, and were much admired as such by the young men who

frequented the bar.

"So you pass as having a living husband," he continued.

"Yes. I thought it might be awkward if I called myself a widow, as I

should have liked."

"True. I am known here a little."

"I didn't mean on that account--for as I said I didn't expect you.

It was for other reasons."