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nt; in the sunny valley where
slow water wound along in pany of stiff alders; and the road
went under ash…trees past the Brangwens' garden gate。
But; looking from the garden gate down the road to the right;
there; through the dark archway of the canal's square aqueduct;
was a colliery spinning away in the near distance; and further;
red; crude houses plastered on the valley in masses; and beyond
all; the dim smoking hill of the town。
The homestead was just on the safe side of civilization;
outside the gate。 The house stood bare from the road; approached
by a straight garden path; along which at spring the daffodils
were thick in green and yellow。 At the sides of the house were
bushes of lilac and guelder…rose and privet; entirely hiding the
farm buildings behind。
At the back a confusion of sheds spread into the home…close
from out of two or three indistinct yards。 The duck…pond lay
beyond the furthest wall; littering its white feathers on the
padded earthen banks; blowing its stray soiled feathers into the
grass and the gorse bushes below the canal embankment; which
rose like a high rampart near at hand; so that occasionally a
man's figure passed in silhouette; or a man and a towing horse
traversed the sky。
At first the Brangwens were astonished by all this motion
around them。 The building of a canal across their land made them
strangers in their own place; this raw bank of earth shutting
them off disconcerted them。 As they worked in the fields; from
beyond the now familiar embankment came the rhythmic run of the
winding engines; startling at first; but afterwards a narcotic
to
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