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Updated: June 29, 2025
Brangwen opened the door, and called, in his strong, brazen voice: 'Ursula. She appeared in a moment, wearing her hat. 'Oh how do you do! she cried, seeing Birkin, and all dazzled as if taken by surprise. He wondered at her, knowing she was aware of his presence.
'Do you really love me? she said. He laughed. 'I call that your war-cry, he replied, amused. 'Why! she cried, amused and really wondering. 'Your insistence Your war-cry "A Brangwen, A Brangwen" an old battle-cry. Yours is, "Do you love me? Yield knave, or die." 'No, she said, pleading, 'not like that. Not like that. But I must know that you love me, mustn't I?
There was a moment's pause, after which Brangwen said: 'Well, she pleases herself 'Oh yes! said Birkin, calmly. A vibration came into Brangwen's strong voice, as he replied: 'Though I shouldn't want her to be in too big a hurry, either. It's no good looking round afterwards, when it's too late. 'Oh, it need never be too late, said Birkin, 'as far as that goes.
But that is silly, because the lamb is not a real lamb, and she is silly too. 'Dear Miss Brangwen, are you coming back soon, you are very much missed here. I enclose a drawing of father sitting up in bed. He says he hopes you are not going to forsake us. Oh dear Miss Brangwen, I am sure you won't. Do come back and draw the ferrets, they are the most lovely noble darlings in the world.
When Mr Crich heard that Gudrun Brangwen might come to help Winifred with her drawing and modelling he saw a road to salvation for his child. He believed that Winifred had talent, he had seen Gudrun, he knew that she was an exceptional person. He could give Winifred into her hands as into the hands of a right being.
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