delightedly:
〃Ive got it wrong; Ive got it wrong。〃
〃Oh; my sirs;〃 said Tilly entering; 〃what a racket!〃
Brangwen hushed the child and Anna flipped and danced on。 She
loved her wild bursts of rowdiness with her father。 Tilly hated
it; Mrs。 Brangwen did not mind。
Anna did not care much for other children。 She domineered
them; she treated them as if they were extremely young and
incapable; to her they were little people; they were not her
equals。 So she was mostly alone; flying round the farm;
entertaining the farm…hands and Tilly and the servant…girl;
whirring on and never ceasing。
She loved driving with Brangwen in the trap。 Then; sitting
high up and bowling along; her passion for eminence and
dominance was satisfied。 She was like a little savage in her
arrogance。 She thought her father important; she was installed
beside him on high。 And they spanked along; beside the high;
flourishing hedge…tops; surveying the activity of the
countryside。 When people shouted a greeting to him from the road
below; and Brangwen shouted jovially back; her little voice was
soon heard shrilling along with his; followed by her chuckling
laugh; when she looked up at her father with bright eyes; and
they laughed at each other。 And soon it was the custom for the
passerby to sing out: 〃How are ter; Tom? Well; my lady!〃 or
else; 〃Mornin; Tom; mornin; my Lass!〃 or else; 〃Youre off
together then?〃 or else; 〃Youre lookin rarely; you two。〃
Anna would respond; with her father: 〃How are you; John!
Good mornin; William! Ay; makin for Derby;〃 shrilling
as loudly as she could。 Though often; in response to 〃Youre off
out a bit then;〃 she would reply; 〃Yes; we are;〃 to the great
joy of all。 She did not like the people who saluted him and did
not salute her。
She went into the public…house with him; if he had to call;
and often sat beside him in the bar…parlour as he drank his beer
or brandy。 The landladies paid court to her; in the obsequious
way landladies have。
〃Well; little lady; an whats your name?〃