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ve us in the lurch like this; making us be poor and
insignificant? Why is he not more? If we had a father as he
ought to be; he would be Earl William Brangwen; and I should be
the Lady Ursula? What right have I to be poor? crawling
along the lane like vermin? If I had my rights I should be
seated on horseback in a green riding…habit; and my groom would
be behind me。 And I should stop at the gates of the cottages;
and enquire of the cottage woman who came out with a child in
her arms; how did her husband; who had hurt his foot。 And I
would pat the flaxen head of the child; stooping from my horse;
and I would give her a shilling from my purse; and order
nourishing food to be sent from the hall to the cottage。〃
So she rode in her pride。 And sometimes; she dashed into
flames to rescue a forgotten child; or she dived into the canal
locks and supported a boy who was seized with cramp; or she
swept up a toddling infant from the feet of a runaway horse:
always imaginatively; of course。
But in the end there returned the poignant yearning from the
Sunday world。 As she went down in the morning from Cossethay and
saw Ilkeston smoking blue and tender upon its hill; then her
heart surged with far…off words:
〃Oh; Jerusalem; Jerusalem……how often would I have
gathered thy children together as a hen gathereth her chickens
under her wings; and ye would not……〃
The passion rose in her for Christ; for the gathering under
the wings of security and warmth。 But how did it apply to the
weekday world? What could it mean; but that Christ should clasp
her to his breast; as a mother clasps her child? And oh; for