had been! Why had he been her lord? He seemed now so far off; so
without bearing on her。
〃Which did you; grandmother?〃
〃What?〃
〃Like best。〃
〃I liked them both。 I married the first when I was quite a
girl。 Then I loved your grandfather when I was a woman。 There is
a difference。〃
They were silent for a time。
〃Did you cry when my first grandfather died?〃 the child
asked。
Lydia Brangwen rocked herself on the bed; thinking aloud。
〃When we came to England; he hardly ever spoke; he was too
much concerned to take any notice of anybody。 He grew thinner
and thinner; till his cheeks were hollow and his mouth stuck
out。 He wasnt handsome any more。 I knew he couldnt bear being
beaten; I thought everything was lost in the world。 Only I had
your mother a baby; it was no use my dying。
〃He looked at me with his black eyes; almost as if he hated
me; when he was ill; and said; It only wanted this。 It only
wanted that I should leave you and a young child to starve in
this London。 I told him we should not starve。 But I was young;
and foolish; and frightened; which he knew。
〃He was bitter; and he never gave way。 He lay beating his
brains; to see what he could do。 I dont know what you will
do; he said。 I am no good; I am a failure from beginning to
end。 I cannot even provide for my wife and child!
〃But you see; it was not for him to provide for us。 My life
went on; though his stopped; and I married your grandfather。
〃I ought to have known; I ought to have been able to say to
him: Dont be so bitter; dont die because this has failed。 You
are not the beginning and the end。 But I was too young; he had
never let me bee myself; I thought he was truly the beginning
and the end。 So I let him take all upon himself。 Yet all did not
depend on him。 Life must go on; and I must marry your