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So she wrestled through her dark days of confusion, soulless,

uncreated, unfor in the parlour, her head

buried in her hands, she heard new voices in the kitchen

speaking At once, from its apathy, her excitable spirit started

and strained to listen It see forth unwilling to be seen

There were two strange men's voices, one soft and candid,

veiled with soft candour, the other veiled with easyquickly Ursula sat quite tense, shocked out of her

studies, lost She listened all the ti the words

The first speaker was her Uncle Toe misery of his soul Who

was the other speaker? Whose voice ran on so easy, yet with an

inflae her forward, that

other voice

"I re "I

remember you from the first time I saw you, because of your dark

eyes and fair face"

Mrs Brangwen laughed, shy and pleased

"You were a curly-headed little lad," she said

"Was I? Yes, I know They were very proud of h ran to silence

"You were a very well-mannered lad, I remeht? I always used to ask

people to stay the night I believe it was rather trying for h Ursula rose She had to go