Ursula and Gudrun Brungawan sat one morning in the window bay of their father's house in Beldover. Working through and talking . Ursula was stitching a piece of brightly coloured embroidery and Gudrun was drawing upon a board which she held on her knee. They were mostly silent taking as their thought straiyed through their minds. Ursula said Gudrun don't you really want to get married. Ursula led her embroidery in her lap looked up the her face was calm and considerate. I don't know she replied . It depends how you mean . Gudran was slightly taken a back. She watched a sister for some time moment. Well she said ironically it usually means one thing but don't you think any how you did be she darkened slightly in a better position than your in now. A shadow came over to Ursula face. I might dmshe said. But iam not sure. Again Gudrun paused slightly irritated . She want to be quite definite. You don't think one any one needs the experience of having been married. She asked. Do you think it's the experience replied Ursula. Bound to be in some way other said Gudrun coolly possibly be a great deal. Un desirable but bound to be an experienced . Gudran say very still attend this. Of course she said that the consider. This is brought the conversation to a close Gudran almost angrily. To took up the rubber and began to part of the drawing. Ursula stitched absorbadly.
You would not consider a good offer? Gudrun asked. I think rejected several Ursula said. Really Gudrun flashed dark but anything really worth while? Have you really. A thousand years and awfully nice man. Likely awfully man said Ursula. In the abstract but not in the concrete said Ursula . When it comes to the point was that one is event tempted oh if were tempted. I did marry like a short. I am only tempted not to. The face of both sisters sundenly lit up with the amusement. Is not amazing thing cried Gudrun. How strong is the temptation is not to they both laughed looking at each other. The hearts they were frightened. There was long pause whilst Ursula stitched and Gudrun went to the her sketch. The sisters were women Ursula twenty six and Gudrun twenty five . But both are remote virgin look of modern girls sisters of Artemis rather than a Hebe. Gudran was very beautiful , passive soft skinned and the whole the soft limbed. She wear a dress of dark blue silky stuff with richness of blue and green line lace in the neck and sleeves. And she had a emerald green stockings. Her look of confidence and diffidence constracte wit Ursula sensasive expenrmtancive. The provincial people, intimidated by the Gudrun perfect sang froid and exclusive banners of the manners said of her she is smart women . She had just come back from London where she had spent several years of working at an art school as a student and living a studio life.
I was hoping a man to come long. Gudran said suddenly catching her under lip between her teeth and making a strange grimase half sleevy smiling and half agniush. Ursula wa afried. So you have come home expecting him her? She laughed. Oh my dear Gudrun cried. I would not go out of my way to took for him . But if there did happen to come along a highly interactive. Of individual sufficient means we'll she tailed of ironically. The she looked Ursula as if tonorooabe her. Do not find your self. She asked for her sister. Do not find that think failed to materialize. Every thing withers the but. They drew from the Collier ymtegion the over the curve of the hill in to the puree of the country of the other side to wards the Willey green. Still the faint glamour of black Ness persisted of the field sthe the wooded hills and seemed to darkelyb to claim in the air. It was a spring day chill with snatches of shining . Yellow xleandless shower how ever from the hedge bottom and in the cottage of the garden of Willey green current brushes wew in breaking to up. And little nfkowerd were commuting to the grey alyssm that hung over the stone walls .
Turning they passed down the high road that event between high banks to the to wards the church. There is the lowest behind the of the road low under the trees stood a little groups of the expected the people waiting to see that wedding. The daughter of the chief mine power of the district , Thomas crich was getting married to a navel officer.
Gudrun watch them closely with object curiosity. She saw each one as complete figures like a character in a book or simubject in a picture or a maroinate in a theatre and finished craetmtion. She Love to recognise their various characteristics to place them their true light given them their surroundings settle for the evening for every they passed before a long the path of the surrounding. She knew them to they were finished sealed and symtamped and finished with. There was none that had any thing known in resolved untill the Crishes them selves began to appear. Then her interest was piqued . Her was some time thing not quit so pretty concluded.
There came the mother. Mrs. Christ with her eldest son Gerald . She was a queer un kenpt figures in spite of the attempt that had obviously been made to bring her in to line for the day. Her was a face pace yellow wish with a clear transperant skin she learned how ever her features were strongly marked hand some with tense in un seeing oredative look . Her colourless hire was untidy wips floating down iny e her sac coat of the dark blue sil from under her blue silk . She looked like a woman with a monomial furtive motive but heavily proud
Her son of fair sun tanner tyloe rather about middle height well made. And allmost exaggerated well dressed. But about him but always emwas strange guarded look the uncomfortable glisten as it did not belong the same creation as the people about him also was a belong to the same creation as the people about him. Gudrun lighted on him at once . There was something northern about him that maganatised.