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Ursula stood and listened, her heart hard and cold She was

soin her

tempted her to turn on the headmaster and tell him to stop,

about the miserable pens But she did not She could not

After every session, , she had the pens

counted Still they wereAnd pencils and india-rubbers

disappeared She kept the class staying behind, till the things

were found But as soon as Mr Harby had gone out of the rooan to jump about and shout, and at last they bolted

in a body fro near a crisis She could not tell Mr Harby

because, while he would punish the class, he would make her the

cause of the punishment, and her class would pay her back with

disobedience and derision Already there was a deadly hostility

grown up between her and the children After keeping in the

class, at evening, to finish so after her: "Brangwen,

Brangwen--Proud-acre"

When she went into Ilkeston of a Saturdayafter her: "Brangwen, Brangwen"

She pretended to take no notice, but she coloured with sha held up to derision in the public street She, Ursula

Brangwen of Cossethay, could not escape from the Standard Five