as water standing thin in the level places under the trees and
bushes; flowing in more and more; till there was a flood of
azure; and pale…green leaves burning; and tiny birds with fiery
little song and flight。 Then swiftly the flood sank and was
gone; and it was summer。
There was to be no going to the seaside for a holiday。 The
holiday was the removal from Cossethay。
They were going to live near Willey Green; which place was
most central for Brangwen。 It was an old; quiet village on the
edge of the thronged colliery…district。 So that it served; in
its quaintness of odd old cottages lingering in their sunny
gardens; as a sort of bower or pleasaunce to the sprawling
colliery…townlet of Beldover; a pleasant walk…round for the
colliers on Sunday morning; before the public…houses opened。
In Willey Green stood the Grammar School where Brangwen was
occupied for two days during the week; and where experiments in
education were being carried on。
Ursula wanted to live in Willey Green on the remoter side;
towards Southwell; and Sherwood Forest。 There it was so lovely
and romantic。 But out into the world meant out into the world。
Will Brangwen must bee modern。
He bought; with his wifes money; a fairly large house in the
new; red…brick part of Beldover。 It was a villa built by the
widow of the late colliery manager; and stood in a quiet; new
little side…street near the large church。
Ursula was rather sad。 Instead of having arrived at
distinction they had e to new red…brick suburbia in a grimy;
small town。
Mrs。 Brangwen was happy。 The rooms were splendidly
large……a splendid dining…room; drawing…room and kitchen;
besides a very pleasant study downstairs。 Everything was
admirably appointed。 The widow had settled herself in lavishly。
She was a native of Beldover; and had intended to reign almost
queen。 Her bathroom was white and silver; her stairs were of
oak; her chimney…pieces were massive and oaken; with bulging;
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