第13部分(第2/7 頁)

　you　want　to；〃　and　he　pushed

open　the　gate　for　her。

She　stood　irresolute；　looking　at　the　group　of　bluey…white

geese　standing　monumental　under　the　grey；　cold　day。

〃Go　on；〃　he　said。

She　marched　valiantly　a　few　steps　in。　Her　little　body　started

convulsively　at　the　sudden；　derisive　can…cank…ank　of　the　geese。

A　blankness　spread　over　her。　The　geese　trailed　away　with

uplifted　heads　under　the　low　grey　sky。

〃They　don't　know　you；〃　said　Brangwen。　〃You　should　tell　'em

what　your　name　is。〃

〃They're　naughty　to　shout　at　me；〃　she　flashed。

〃They　think　you　don't　live　here；〃　he　said。

Later　he　found　her　at　the　gate　calling　shrilly　and

imperiously：

〃My　name　is　Anna；　Anna　Lensky；　and　I　live　here；　because　Mr。

Brangwen's　my　father　now。　He　is；　yes　he　is。　And　I

live　here。〃

This　pleased　Brangwen　very　much。　And　gradually；　without

knowing　it　herself；　she　clung　to　him；　in　her　lost；　childish；

desolate　moments；　when　it　was　good　to　creep　up　to　something　big

and　warm；　and　bury　her　little　self　in　his　big；　unlimited　being。

Instinctively　he　was　careful　of　her；　careful　to　recognize　her

and　to　give　himself　to　her　disposal。

She　was　difficult　of　her　affections。　For　Tilly；　she　had　a

childish；　essential　contempt；　almost　dislike；　because　the　poor

woman　was　such　a　servant。　The　child　would　not　let　the

serving…woman　attend　to　her；　do　intimate　things　for　her；　not　for

a　long　time。　She　treated　her　as　one　of　an　inferior　race。

Brangwen　did　not　like　it。

〃Why　aren't　you　fond　of　Tilly？〃　he　asked。

〃Because……because……because　she　looks　at　me　with　her

eyes　bent。〃

Then　gradually　she　accepted　Tilly　as　be