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Ursula took her dinner to school, and during the second week

ate it in Miss Schofield's room Standard Three classroo on to the

playground It was a passionate relief to find such a retreat in

the jarring school For there were pots of chrysanthe jar of berries: there were pretty

little pictures on the wall, photogravure reproductions fro an air of

intimacy; so that the room, with itsspace, its smaller,

tidier desks, its touch of pictures and flowers, lad Here at last was a little personal touch, to which

she could respond

It was Monday She had been at school a week and was getting

used to the surroundings, though she was still an entire

foreigner in herself She looked forward to having dinner with

Maggie That was the bright spot in the day Maggie was so

strong and re with slow, sure steps down a hard

road, carrying the drea as through a less daze

Her class tumbled out at midday in haphazard fashion She did

not realize what host she was gathering against herself by her

superior tolerance, her kindness and her laisseraller They were

gone, and she was rid of them, and that was all She hurried

away to the teachers' roo a little

rice pudding into the oven He rose then, and attentively poked