front of the class and write down the name of anyone who speaks。
Will you e this way; Miss Brangwen。〃
He seemed vindictively to seize upon her。
Ursula followed him; and found in the lobby a thin woman with
a whitish skin; not ill…dressed in a grey costume and a purple
hat。
〃I called about Vernon;〃 said the woman; speaking in a
refined accent。 There was about the woman altogether an
appearance of refinement and of cleanliness; curiously
contradicted by her half beggars deportment; and a sense of her
being unpleasant to touch; like something going bad inside。 She
was neither a lady nor an ordinary working mans wife; but a
creature separate from society。 By her dress she was not
poor。
Ursula knew at once that she was Williams mother; and that
he was Vernon。 She remembered that he was always clean; and
well…dressed; in a sailor suit。 And he had this same peculiar;
half transparent unwholesomeness; rather like a corpse。
〃I wasnt able to send him to school to…day;〃 continued the
woman; with a false grace of manner。 〃He came home last night
so ill……he was violently sick……I thought I
should have to send for the doctor。……You know he has a weak
heart。〃
The woman looked at Ursula with her pale; dead eyes。
〃No;〃 replied the girl; 〃I did not know。〃
She stood still with repulsion and uncertainty。 Mr。 Harby;
large and male; with his overhanging moustache; stood by with a
slight; ugly smile at the corner of his eyes。 The woman went on
insidiously; not quite human:
〃Oh; yes; he has had heart disease ever since he was a child。
That is why he isnt very regular at school。 And it is very bad
to beat him。 He was awfully ill this morning……I shall call
on the doctor as I go back。〃
〃Who is staying with him now; then?〃 put in the deep voice of
the schoolmaster; cunningly。
〃Oh; I left him with a woman who es in to help