〃Is it as horrid as it seems?〃 asked Ursula; frowning
lightly; in fear。
〃It is;〃 said Miss Schofield; bitterly。 〃Ha!……it is
hateful!〃
Ursulas heart sank; seeing even Miss Schofield in the deadly
bondage。
〃It is Mr。 Harby;〃 said Maggie Schofield; breaking forth。
〃I dont think I could live again in the big
room……Mr。 Brunts voice and Mr。
Harby……ah〃
She turned aside her head with a deep hurt。 Some things she
could not bear。
〃Is Mr。 Harby really horrid?〃 asked Ursula; venturing into
her own dread。
〃He!……why; hes just a bully;〃 said Miss Schofield;
raising her shamed dark eyes; that flamed with tortured
contempt。 〃Hes not bad as long as you keep in with him; and
refer to him; and do everything in his way……but……its
all so mean! Its just a question of fighting on both
sides……and those great louts〃
She spoke with difficulty and with increased bitterness。 She
had evidently suffered。 Her soul was raw with ignominy。 Ursula
suffered in response。
〃But why is it so horrid?〃 she asked; helplessly。
〃You cant do anything;〃 said Miss Schofield。 〃Hes
against you on one side and he sets the children against you on
the other。 The children are simply awful。 Youve got to
make them do everything。 Everything; everything has got
to e out of you。 Whatever they learn; youve got to force it
into them……and thats how it is。〃
Ursula felt her heart fail inside her。 Why must she grasp all
this; why must she force learning on fifty…five reluctant
children; having all the time an ugly; rude jealousy behind her;
ready to throw her to the mercy of the herd of children; who
would like to rend her as a weaker representative of authority。
A great dread of her task possessed her。 She saw Mr。 Brunt; Miss