第67部分(第1/9 頁)

Gudrun　was　born。　All　these　years　nothing　had　happened　save　the

ing　of　the　children；　nothing　had　mattered　but　the　bodies　of

her　babies。　As　her　children　came　into　consciousness；　as　they

began　to　suffer　their　own　fulfilment；　she　cast　them　off。　But　she

remained　dominant　in　the　house。　Brangwen　continued　in　a　kind　of

rich　drowse　of　physical　heat；　in　connection　with　his　wife。　They

were　neither　of　them　quite　personal；　quite　defined　as

individuals；　so　much　were　they　pervaded　by　the　physical　heat　of

breeding　and　rearing　their　young。

How　Ursula　resented　it；　how　she　fought　against　the　close；

physical；　limited　life　of　herded　domesticity！　Calm；　placid；

unshakeable　as　ever；　Mrs。　Brangwen　went　about　in　her　dominance

of　physical　maternity。

There　were　battles。　Ursula　would　fight　for　things　that

mattered　to　her。　She　would　have　the　children　less　rude　and

tyrannical；　she　would　have　a　place　in　the　house。　But　her

mother　pulled　her　down；　pulled　her　down。　With　all　the　cunning

instinct　of　a　breeding　animal；　Mrs。　Brangwen　ridiculed　and　held

cheap　Ursula's　passions；　her　ideas；　her　pronunciations。　Ursula

would　try　to　insist；　in　her　own　home；　on　the　right　of　women　to

take　equal　place　with　men　in　the　field　of　action　and　work。

〃Ay；〃　said　the　mother；　〃there's　a　good　crop　of　stockings

lying　ripe　for　mending。　Let　that　be　your　field　of　action。〃

Ursu