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a Polish
exile; who had taken orders; and had received from Mr。 Gladstone
a small country living in Yorkshire。
When Anna was about ten years old; she went with her mother
to spend a few days with the Baron Skrebensky。 He was very
unhappy in his red…brick vicarage。 He was vicar of a country
church; a living worth a little over two hundred pounds a year;
but he had a large parish containing several collieries; with a
new; raw; heathen population。 He went to the north of England
expecting homage from the mon people; for he was an
aristocrat。 He was roughly; even cruelly received。 But he never
understood it。 He remained a fiery aristocrat。 Only he had to
learn to avoid his parishioners。
Anna was very much impressed by him。 He was a smallish man
with a rugged; rather crumpled face and blue eyes set very deep
and glowing。 His wife was a tall thin woman; of noble Polish
family; mad with pride。 He still spoke broken English; for he
had kept very close to his wife; both of them forlorn in this
strange; inhospitable country; and they always spoke in Polish
together。 He was disappointed with Mrs。 Brangwen's soft; natural
English; very disappointed that her child spoke no Polish。
Anna loved to watch him。 She liked the big; new; rambling
vicarage; desolate and stark on its hill。 It was so exposed; so
bleak and bold after the Marsh。 The Baron talked endlessly in
Polish to Mrs。 Brangwen; he made furious gestures with his
hands; his blue eyes were full of fire。 And to Anna; there was a
significance about his sharp; flinging movements。 Something in
her responded to his extravagance and his exuberant