The lamps now began to be lighted，and turning to the west front he walked round.He took it as a good omen that numerous blocks of stone were lying about，which signified that the cathedral was undergoing restoration or repair to a considerable extent.It seemed to him，full of the superstitions of his beliefs，that this was an exercise of forethought on the part of a ruling Power，that he might find plenty to do in the art he practised while waiting for a call to higher labours.
Then a wave of warmth came over him as he thought how near he now stood to the bright-eyed vivacious girl with the broad forehead and pile of dark hair above it；the girl with the kindling glance，daringly soft at times -something like that of the girls he had seen in engravings from paintings of the Spanish school.She was here -actually in this Close -in one of the houses confronting this very west fa&；cced；ade.
He went down the broad gravel path towards the building.It was an ancient edifice of the fifteenth century，once a palace，now a training-school，with mullioned and transomed windows，and a courtyard in front shut in from the road by a wall.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.Yet neither was she quite the woman who had written the letter that summoned him.That had plainly been dashed off in an impulse which second thoughts had somewhat regretted；thoughts that were possibly of his recent self-disgrace.Jude was quite overcome with emotion.
'You don't -think me a demoralized wretch -for coming to you as I was -and going so shamefully，Sue？'
'Oh，I have tried not to！You said enough to let me know what had caused it.I hope I shall never have any doubt of your worthiness，my poor Jude！And I am glad you have come！'
She wore a murrey-coloured gown with a little lace collar.It was made quite plain，and hung about her slight figure with clinging gracefulness.
Her hair，which formerly she had worn according to the custom of the day was now twisted up tightly，and she had altogether the air of a woman clipped and pruned by severe discipline，an under-brightness shining through from the depths which that discipline had not yet been able to reach.
She had come forward prettily，but Jude felt that she had hardly expected him to kiss her，as he was burning to do，under other colours than those of cousinship.He could not perceive the least sign that Sue regarded him as a lover，or ever would do so，now that she knew the worst of him，even if he had the right to behave as one；and this helped on his growing resolve to tell her of his matrimonial entanglement，which he had put off doing from time to time in sheer dread of losing the bliss of her company.
Sue came out into the town with him，and they walked and talked with tongues centred only on the passing moments.Jude said he would like to buy her a little present of some sort，and then she confessed，with something of shame，that she was dreadfully hungry.They were kept on very short allowances in the college，and a dinner，tea，and supper all in one was the present she most desired in the world.Jude thereupon took her to an inn and ordered whatever the house afforded，which was not much.
The place，however，gave them a delightful opportunity for a tête-à-tête ，nobody else being in the room，and they talked freely.
She told him about the school as it was at that date，and the rough living，and the mixed character of her fellow-students，gathered together from all parts of the diocese，and how she had to get up and work by gas-light in the early morning，with all the bitterness of a young person to whom restraint was new.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.
'Your hands are rather rough，Jude，aren't they？'she said.
'Yes.So would yours be if they held a mallet and chisel all day.'
'I don't dislike it，you know.I think it is noble to see a man's hands subdued to what he works in....Well，I'm rather glad I came to this training-school，after all.See how independent I shall be after the two years'training！I shall pass pretty high，I expect，and Mr.Phillotson will use his influence to get me a big school.'
She had touched the subject at last.'I had a suspicion，a fear，'
said Jude，'that he -cared about you rather warmly，and perhaps wanted to marry you.'
'Now don't be such a silly boy！'
'He has said something about it，I expect.'
'If he had，what would it matter？An old man like him！'
'Oh，come，Sue；he's not so very old.And I know what I saw him doing 'Not kissing me -that I'm certain！'
'No.But putting his arm round your waist.'
'Ah -I remember.But I didn't know he was going to.'
'You are wriggling out if it，Sue，and it isn't quite kind！'
Her ever-sensitive lip began to quiver，and her eye to blink，at something this reproof was deciding her to say.
'I know you'll be angry if I tell you everything，and that's why I don't want to！'
'Very well，then，dear，'he said soothingly.'I have no real right to ask you，and I don't wish to know.'
'I shall tell you！'said she，with the perverseness that was part of her.'This is what I have done：I have promised -I have promised -that I will marry him when I come out of the training-school two years hence，and have got my certificate；his plan being that we shall then take a large double school in a great town -he the boys'and I the girls'-as married school-teachers often do，and make a good income between us.'
