picture of the last supper

picture of the last supper
leonardo da vinci last supper painting
leonardo da vinci mona lisa
leonardo da vinci painting
Sue jumped up and went out. Jude followed her, and found her in the outhouse, crying. ¡¡¡¡ "Don't cry, dear!" said Jude in distress. "She means well, but is very crusty and queer now, you know." ¡¡¡¡ "Oh no--it isn't that!" said Sue, trying to dry her eyes. "I don't mind her roughness one bit." ¡¡¡¡ "What is it, then?" ¡¡¡¡ "It is that what she says is--is true!" ¡¡¡¡ "God--what--you don't like him?" asked Jude. ¡¡¡¡ "I don't mean that!" she said hastily. "That I ought--perhaps I ought not to have married!" ¡¡¡¡ He wondered if she had really been going to say that at first. They went back, and the subject was smoothed over, and her aunt
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　took rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly married would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her. In the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to drive her to Alfredston. ¡¡¡¡ "I'll go with you to the station, if you'd like?" he said. ¡¡¡¡ She would not let him. The man came round with the trap, and Jude helped her into it, perhaps with unnecessary attention, for she looked at him prohibitively. ¡¡¡¡ "I suppose--I may come to see you some day, when I am back again at Melchester?" he half-crossly observed. ¡¡¡¡ She bent down and said softly: "No, dear--you are not to come yet. I don't think you are in a good mood." ¡¡¡¡ "Very well," said Jude. "Good-bye!"