`Justyoushutup，Bowero’Bliss！’saidoneoftheundergraduates。
　　`Silence！’Hedrankoffthespiritsinhistumbler，rappedwithitonthecounter，andannounced，`ThegentlemaninthecornerisgoingtorehearsetheArticlesofhisBelief，intheLatintongue，fortheedificationofthecompany。’
　　`Iwon’t！’saidJude。
　　`Yes-haveatry！’saidthesurplice-maker。
　　`Youcan’t！’saidUncleJoe。
　　`Yes，hecan！’saidTinkerTaylor。
　　`I’llswearIcan！’saidJude。`Well，comenow，standmeasmallScotchcold，andI’lldoitstraightoff。’
　　`That’safairoffer，’saidtheundergraduate，throwingdownthemoneyforthewhisky。
　　Thebarmaidconcoctedthemixturewiththebearingofapersoncompelledtoliveamongstanimalsofaninferiorspecies，andtheglasswashandedacrosstoJude，who，havingdrunkthecontents，stoodupandbeganrhetorically，withouthesitation：
　　`Credoinunumdeum，patremomnipotentem，factoremcoelietterrae，visibiliumomniumetinvisibilium。’
　　`Good！ExcellentLatin！’criedoneoftheundergraduates，who，however，hadnottheslightestconceptionofasingleword。
　　Asilencereignedamongtherestinthebar，andthemaidstoodstill，Jude’svoiceechoingsonorouslyintotheinnerparlour，wherethelandlordwasdozing，andbringinghimouttoseewhatwasgoingon。Judehaddeclaimedsteadilyahead，andwascontinuing：
　　`Crucifixusetiampronobis：subPontioPilatopassus，etsepultusest。etresurrexittertiadie，secundumscripturas。’
　　`That’stheNicene，’sneeredthesecondundergraduate。`AndwewantedtheApostles’！’
　　`Youdidn’tsayso！Andeveryfoolknows，exceptyou，thattheNiceneisthemosthistoriccreed！’
　　`Letungoon，letungoon！’saidtheauctioneer。
　　ButJude’smindseemedtogrowconfusedsoon，andhecouldnotgeton。Heputhishandtohisforehead，andhisfaceassumedanexpressionofpain。
　　`Givehimanotherglass-thenhe’llfetchupandgetthroughit，’saidTinkerTaylor。
　　Somebodythrewdownthreepence，theglasswashanded，Judestretchedouthisarmforitwithoutlooking，andhavingswallowedtheliquor，wentoninamomentinarevivedvoice，raisingitashenearedtheendwiththemannerofapriestleadingacongregation：
　　`EtinSpiritumSanctum，Dominumetvivificantem，quiexPatreFilioqueprocedit。quicumPatreetFiliosimuladoraturetconglorificatur。
　　Quilocutusestperprophetas。
　　`EtunamCatholicametApostolicamEcclesiam。ConfiteorunumBaptismainremissionempeccatorum。EtexspectoResurrectionemmortuorum。
　　Etvitamventurisaeculi。Amen。’
　　`Welldone！’saidseveral，enjoyingthelastword，asbeingthefirstandonlyonetheyhadrecognized。
　　ThenJudeseemedtoshakethefumesfromhisbrain，ashestaredrounduponthem。
　　`Youpackoffools！’hecried。`WhichoneofyouknowswhetherIhavesaiditorno？ItmighthavebeentheRatcatcher’sDaughterindoubleDutchforallthatyourbesottedheadscantell！SeewhatIhavebroughtmyselfto-thecrewIhavecomeamong！’
　　Thelandlord，whohadalreadyhadhislicenseendorsedforharbouringqueercharacters，fearedariot，andcameoutsidethecounter；butJude，inhissuddenflashofreason，hadturnedindisgustandleftthescene，thedoorslammingwithadullthudbehindhim。
　　Hehasteneddownthelaneandroundintothestraightbroadstreet，whichhefollowedtillitmergedinthehighway，andallsoundofhislatecompanionshadbeenleftbehind。Onwardhestillwent，undertheinfluenceofachildlikeyearningfortheonebeingintheworldtowhomitseemedpossibletofly-anunreasoningdesire，whoseilljudgementwasnotapparenttohimnow。Inthecourseofanhour，whenitwasbetweentenandeleveno’clock，heenteredthevillageofLumsdon，andreachingthecottage，sawthatalightwasburninginadownstairsroom，whichheassumed，rightlyasithappened，tobehers。
　　Judesteppedclosetothewall，andtappedwithhisfingeronthepane，sayingimpatiently，`Sue，Sue！’
　　Shemusthaverecognizedhisvoice，forthelightdisappearedfromtheapartment，andinasecondortwothedoorwasunlockedandopened，andSueappearedwithacandleinherhand。
　　`IsitJude？Yes，itis！Mydear，dearcousin，what’sthematter？’
　　`Oh，Iam-Icouldn’thelpcoming，Sue！’saidhe，sinkingdownuponthedoorstep。`Iamsowicked，Sue-myheartisnearlybroken，andIcouldnotbearmylifeasitwas！SoIhavebeendrinking，andblaspheming，ornextdoortoit，andsayingholythingsindisreputablequarters-repeatinginidlebravadowordswhichoughtnevertobeutteredbutreverently！Oh，doanythingwithme，Sue-killme-Idon’tcare！Onlydon’thatemeanddespisemelikealltherestoftheworld！’
　　`Youareill，poordear！No，Iwon’tdespiseyou；ofcourseI
　　won’t！Comeinandrest，andletmeseewhatIcandoforyou。Nowleanonme，anddon’tmind。’Withonehandholdingthecandleandtheothersupportinghim，sheledhimindoors，andplacedhimintheonlyeasychairthemeagrelyfurnishedhouseafforded，stretchinghisfeetuponanother，andpullingoffhisboots。Jude，nowgettingtowardshissobersenses，couldonlysay，`Dear，dearSue！’inavoicebrokenbygriefandcontrition。
　　Sheaskedhimifhewantedanythingtoeat，butheshookhishead。
　　Thentellinghimtogotosleep，andthatshewouldcomedownearlyinthemorningandgethimsomebreakfast，shebadehimgood-nightandascendedthestairs。
　　Almostimmediatelyhefellintoaheavyslumber，anddidnotwaketilldawn。Atfirsthedidnotknowwherehewas，butbydegreeshissituationclearedtohim，andhebehelditinalltheghastlinessofarightmind。
　　Sheknewtheworstofhim-theveryworst。Howcouldhefacehernow？
　　Shewouldsoonbecomingdowntoseeaboutbreakfast，asshehadsaid，andtherewouldhebeinallhisshameconfrontingher。Hecouldnotbearthethought，andsoftlydrawingonhisboots，andtakinghishatfromthenailonwhichshehadhungit，heslippednoiselesslyoutofthehouse。
　　Hisfixedideawastogetawaytosomeobscurespotandhide，andperhapspray；andtheonlyspotwhichoccurredtohimwasMarygreen。
　　HecalledathislodginginChristminster，wherehefoundawaitinghimanoteofdismissalfromhisemployer；andhavingpackedupheturnedhisbackuponthecitythathadbeensuchathorninhisside，andstrucksouthwardintoWessex。Hehadnomoneyleftinhispocket，hissmallsavings，depositedatoneofthebanksinChristminster，havingfortunatelybeenleftuntouched。
　　TogettoMarygreen，therefore，hisonlycoursewaswalking；andthedistancebeingnearlytwentymiles，hehadampletimetocompleteonthewaythesoberingprocessbeguninhim。
　　AtsomehouroftheeveninghereachedAlfredston。Herehepawnedhiswaistcoat，andhavinggoneoutofthetownamileortwo，sleptunderarickthatnight。Atdawnherose，shookoffthehayseedsandstemsfromhisclothes，andstartedagain，breastingthelongwhiteroadupthehilltothedowns，whichhadbeenvisibletohimalongwayoff，andpassingthemilestoneatthetop，whereonhehadcarvedhishopesyearsago。
　　Hereachedtheancienthamletwhilethepeoplewereatbreakfast。
　　Wearyandmud-bespattered，butquitepossessedofhisordinaryclearnessofbrain，hesatdownbythewell，thinkingashedidsowhatapoorChristhemade。Seeingatroughofwaternearhebathedhisface，andwentontothecottageofhisgreat-aunt，whomhefoundbreakfastinginbed，attendedbythewomanwholivedwithher。
　　`What-outo’work？’askedhisrelative，regardinghimthrougheyessunkendeep，underlidsheavyaspot-covers，noothercauseforhistumbledappearancesuggestingitselftoonewhosewholelifehadbeenastrugglewithmaterialthings。
　　`Yes，’saidJudeheavily。`IthinkImusthavealittlerest。’
　　Refreshedbysomebreakfast，hewentuptohisoldroomandlaydowninhisshirt-sleeves，afterthemanneroftheartizan。Hefellasleepforashortwhile，andwhenheawokeitwasasifhehadawakenedinhell。
　　Itwashell-`thehellofconsciousfailure，’bothinambitionandinlove。Hethoughtofthatpreviousabyssintowhichhehadfallenbeforeleavingthispartofthecountry；thedeepestdeephehadsupposeditthen；butitwasnotsodeepasthis。Thathadbeenthebreakinginoftheouterbulwarksofhishope：thiswasofhissecondline。
　　Ifhehadbeenawomanhemusthavescreamedunderthenervoustensionwhichhewasnowundergoing。Butthatreliefbeingdeniedtohisvirility，heclenchedhisteethinmisery，bringinglinesabouthismouthlikethoseintheLaocoon，andcorrugationsbetweenhisbrows。
　　Amournfulwindblewthroughthetrees，andsoundedinthechimneylikethepedalnotesofanorgan。Eachivyleafovergrowingthewallofthechurchlesschurch-yardhardby，nowabandoned，peckeditsneighboursmartly，andthevaneonthenewVictorian-Gothicchurchinthenewspothadalreadybeguntocreak。Yetapparentlyitwasnotalwaystheoutdoorwindthatmadethedeepmurmurs；itwasavoice。Heguesseditsorigininamomentortwo；thecuratewasprayingwithhisauntintheadjoiningroom。Herememberedherspeakingofhim。Presentlythesoundsceased，andastepseemedtocrossthelanding。Judesatup，andshouted`Hoi！’
　　Thestepmadeforhisdoor，whichwasopen，andamanlookedin。
　　Itwasayoungclergyman。
　　`IthinkyouareMr。Highridge，’saidJude。`Myaunthasmentionedyoumorethanonce。Well，hereIam，justcomehome；afellowgonetothebad；thoughIhadthebestintentionsintheworldatonetime。NowIammelancholymad，whatwithdrinkingandonethingandanother。’
　　SlowlyJudeunfoldedtothecuratehislateplansandmovements，byanunconsciousbiasdwellinglessupontheintellectualandambitioussideofhisdream，andmoreuponthetheological，thoughthishad，uptillnow，beenmerelyaportionofthegeneralplanofadvancement。
　　`NowIknowIhavebeenafool，andthatfollyiswithme，’addedJudeinconclusion。`AndIdon’tregretthecollapseofmyuniversityhopesonejot。Iwouldn’tbeginagainifIweresuretosucceed。Idon’tcareforsocialsuccessanymoreatall。ButIdofeelIshouldliketodosomegoodthing；andIbitterlyregrettheChurch，andthelossofmychanceofbeingherordainedminister。’
　　Thecurate，whowasanewmantothisneighbourhood，hadgrowndeeplyinterested，andatlasthesaid：`Ifyoufeelarealcalltotheministry，andIwon’tsayfromyourconversationthatyoudonot，foritisthatofathoughtfulandeducatedman，youmightentertheChurchasalicentiate。Onlyyoumustmakeupyourmindtoavoidstrongdrink。’
　　`Icouldavoidthateasilyenough，ifIhadanykindofhopetosupportme！’
　　JudetheObscureChapter19PartThirdAtMelchester`Fortherewasnoothergirl，Obridegroom，likeher！’-
　　SapphoH。T。Wharton。III-iItwasanewidea-theecclesiasticalandaltruisticlifeasdistinctfromtheintellectualandemulativelife。Amancouldpreachanddogoodtohisfellow-creatureswithouttakingdouble-firstsintheschoolsofChristminster，orhavinganythingbutordinaryknowledge。Theoldfancywhichhadledontotheculminatingvisionofthebishoprichadnotbeenanethicalortheologicalenthusiasmatall，butamundaneambitionmasqueradinginasurplice。Hefearedthathiswholeschemehaddegeneratedto，eventhoughitmightnothaveoriginatedin，asocialunrestwhichhadnofoundationinthenoblerinstincts；whichwaspurelyanartificialproductofcivilization。
　　Therewerethousandsofyoungmenonthesameself-seekingtrackatthepresentmoment。Thesensualhindwhoate，drank，andlivedcarelesslywithhiswifethroughthedaysofhisvanitywasamorelikablebeingthanhe。
　　ButtoentertheChurchinsuchanunscholarlywaythathecouldnotinanyprobabilityrisetoahighergradethroughallhiscareerthanthatofthehumblecuratewearinghislifeoutinanobscurevillageorcityslum-thatmighthaveatouchofgoodnessandgreatnessinit；thatmightbetruereligion，andapurgatorialcourseworthyofbeingfollowedbyaremorsefulman。
　　ThefavourablelightinwhichthisnewthoughtshoweditselfbycontrastwithhisforegoneintentionscheeredJude，ashesatthere，shabbyandlonely；anditmaybesaidtohavegiven，duringthenextfewdays，thecoupdegrâ；cetohisintellectualcareer-acareerwhichhadextendedoverthegreaterpartofadozenyears。Hedidnothing，however，forsomelongstagnanttimetoadvancehisnewdesire，occupyinghimselfwithlittlelocaljobsinputtingupandletteringheadstonesabouttheneighbouringvillages，andsubmittingtoberegardedasasocialfailure，areturnedpurchase，bythehalf-dozenorsooffarmersandothercountry-peoplewhocondescendedtonodtohim。
　　Thehumaninterestofthenewintention-andahumaninterestisindispensabletothemostspiritualandself-sacrificing-wascreatedbyaletterfromSue，bearingafreshpostmark。Sheevidentlywrotewithanxiety，andtoldverylittleaboutherowndoings，morethanthatshehadpassedsomesortofexaminationforaQueen’sScholarship，andwasgoingtoenteratrainingcollegeatMelchestertocompleteherselfforthevocationshehadchosen，partlybyhisinfluence。TherewasatheologicalcollegeatMelchester；Melchesterwasaquietandsoothingplace，almostentirelyecclesiasticalinitstone；aspotwhereworldlylearningandintellectualsmartnesshadnoestablishment；wherethealtruisticfeelingthathedidpossesswouldperhapsbemorehighlyestimatedthanabrilliancywhichhedidnot。
　　AsitwouldbenecessarythatheshouldcontinueforatimetoworkathistradewhilereadingupDivinity，whichhehadneglectedatChristminsterfortheordinaryclassicalgrind，whatbettercourseforhimthantogetemploymentatthefurthercity，andpursuethisplanofreading？ThathisexcessivehumaninterestinthenewplacewasentirelyofSue’smaking，whileatthesametimeSuewastoberegardedevenlessthanformerlyaspropertocreateit，hadanethicalcontradictorinesstowhichhewasnotblind。Butthatmuchheconcededtohumanfrailty，andhopedtolearntoloveheronlyasafriendandkinswoman。
　　Heconsideredthathemightsomarkouthiscomingyearsastobeginhisministryattheageofthirty-anagewhichmuchattractedhimasbeingthatofhisexemplarwhenhefirstbegantoteachinGalilee。
　　Thiswouldallowhimplentyoftimefordeliberatestudy，andforacquiringcapitalbyhistradetohelphisaftercourseofkeepingthenecessarytermsatatheologicalcollege。
　　Christmashadcomeandpassed，andSuehadgonetotheMelchesterNormalSchool。ThetimewasjusttheworstintheyearforJudetogetintonewemployment，andhehadwrittensuggestingtoherthatheshouldpostponehisarrivalforamonthorso，tillthedayshadlengthened。Shehadacquiescedsoreadilythathewishedhehadnotproposedit-sheevidentlydidnotmuchcareabouthim，thoughshehadneveroncereproachedhimforhisstrangeconductincomingtoherthatnight，andhissilentdisappearance。
　　NeitherhadsheeversaidawordaboutherrelationswithMr。Phillotson。
　　Suddenly，however，quiteapassionateletterarrivedfromSue。
　　Shewasquitelonelyandmiserable，shetoldhim。Shehatedtheplaceshewasin；itwasworsethantheecclesiasticaldesigner’s；worsethananywhere。
　　Shefeltutterlyfriendless；couldhecomeimmediately？-thoughwhenhedidcomeshewouldonlybeabletoseehimatlimitedtimes，therulesoftheestablishmentshefoundherselfinbeingstricttoadegree。ItwasMr。Phillotsonwhohadadvisedhertocomethere，andshewishedshehadneverlistenedtohim。
　　Phillotson’ssuitwasnotexactlyprospering，evidently；andJudefeltunreasonablyglad。HepackeduphisthingsandwenttoMelchesterwithalighterheartthanhehadknownformonths。
　　Thisbeingtheturningoveranewleafhedulylookedaboutforatemperancehotel，andfoundalittleestablishmentofthatdescriptioninthestreetleadingfromthestation。Whenhehadhadsomethingtoeathewalkedoutintothedullwinterlightoverthetownbridge，andturnedthecornertowardstheClose。Thedaywasfoggy，andstandingunderthewallsofthemostgracefularchitecturalpileinEnglandhepausedandlookedup。Theloftybuildingwasvisibleasfarastheroofridge；above，thedwindlingspirerosemoreandmoreremotely，tillitsapexwasquitelostinthemistdriftingacrossit。
　　Thelampsnowbegantobelighted，andturningtothewestfronthewalkedround。Hetookitasagoodomenthatnumerousblocksofstonewerelyingabout，whichsignifiedthatthecathedralwasundergoingrestorationorrepairtoaconsiderableextent。Itseemedtohim，fullofthesuperstitionsofhisbeliefs，thatthiswasanexerciseofforethoughtonthepartofarulingPower，thathemightfindplentytodointhearthepractisedwhilewaitingforacalltohigherlabours。