admired it very much; as the sun came through the large windows;
streaming in。
She flung open doors and windows to the sunshine。 Flowers
were bright and shining round the small lawn; which stood above
the road; looking over the raw field opposite; which would later
be built upon。 No one came。 So she wandered down the garden at
the back of the wall。 The eight bells of the church rang the
hour。 She could hear the many sounds of the town about her。
At last; the cart was seen ing round the corner; familiar
furniture piled undignified on top; Tom; her brother; and
Theresa; marching on foot beside the mass; proud of having
walked ten miles or more; from the tram terminus。 Ursula poured
out beer; and the men drank thirstily; by the door。 A second
cart was ing。 Her father appeared on his motor bicycle。 There
was the staggering transport of furniture up the steps to the
little lawn; where it was deposited all pell…mell in the
sunshine; very queer and disforting。
Brangwen was a pleasant man to work with; cheerful and easy。
Ursula loved deciding him where the heavy things should stand。
She watched anxiously the struggle up the steps and through the
doorways。 Then the big things were in; the carts set off again。
Ursula and her father worked away carrying in all the light
things that remained upon the lawn; and putting them in place。
Dinner time came。 They ate bread and cheese in the kitchen。
〃Well; were getting on;〃 said Brangwen; cheerfully。
Two more loads arrived。 The afternoon passed away in a
struggle with the furniture; upstairs。 Towards five oclock;
appeared the last loads; consisting also of Mrs。 Brangwen and
the younger children; driven by Uncle Fred in the trap。 Gudrun
had walked with Margaret from the station。 The whole family had
e。
〃There!〃 said Brangwen; as his wife got down from the cart:
〃Now were all here。〃
〃Ay;〃 said his wife pleasantly。
And the very brevity; the silence of intimacy between the two