`She’sbeenwantingmetodigoutthegraveagain，andlethergettothecoffins，’saidthemanwiththespade。`Sheoughttobetookhome，bythelooko’her。Sheishardlyresponsible，poorthing，seemingly。
Can’tdig’emupagainnow，ma’am。Doyegohomewithyourhusband，andtakeitquiet，andthankGodthatthere’llbeanothersoontoswageyergrief。’
ButSuekeptaskingpiteously：`Can’tIseethemoncemore-justonce！Can’tI？Onlyjustonelittleminute，Jude？Itwouldnottakelong！
AndIshouldbesoglad，Jude！Iwillbesogood，andnotdisobeyyoueveranymore，Jude，ifyouwillletme？Iwouldgohomequietlyafterwards，andnotwanttoseethemanymore！Can’tI？Whycan’tI？’
Thusshewenton。Judewasthrownintosuchacutesorrowthathealmostfelthewouldtrytogetthemantoaccede。Butitcoulddonogood，andmightmakeherstillworse；andhesawthatitwasimperativetogetherhomeatonce。Sohecoaxedher，andwhisperedtenderly，andputhisarmroundhertosupporther；tillshehelplesslygavein，andwasinducedtoleavethecemetery。