第69部分

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As　she　waited　at　the　tram…terminus　she　reverted　swiftly　to

her　childhood；　her　teasing　grandfather；　with　his　fair　beard　and

blue　eyes；　and　his　big；　monumental　body；　he　had　got　drowned：　her

grandmother；　whom　Ursula　would　sometimes　say　she　had　loved　more

than　anyone　else　in　the　world：　the　little　church　school；　the

Phillips　boys；　one　was　a　soldier　in　the　Life　Guards　now；　one　was

a　collier。　With　a　passion　she　clung　to　the　past。

But　as　she　dreamed　of　it；　she　heard　the　tram…car　grinding

round　a　bend；　rumbling　dully；　she　saw　it　draw　into　sight；　and

hum　nearer。　It　sidled　round　the　loop　at　the　terminus；　and　came

to　a　standstill；　looming　above　her。　Some　shadowy　grey　people

stepped　from　the　far　end；　the　conductor　was　walking　in　the

puddles；　swinging　round　the　pole。

She　mounted　into　the　wet；　fortless　tram；　whose　floor　was

dark　with　wet；　whose　windows　were　all　steamed；　and　she　sat　in

suspense。　It　had　begun；　her　new　existence。

One　other　passenger　mounted……a　sort　of　charwoman　with　a

drab；　wet　coat。　Ursula　could　not　bear　the　waiting　of　the　tram。

The　bell　clanged；　there　was　a　lurch　forward。　The　car　moved

cautiously　down　the　wet　street。　She　was　being　carried　forward；

into　her　new　existence。　Her　heart　burned　with　pain　and　suspense；

as　if　something　were　cutting　her　living　tissue。

Often；　oh　often　the　tram　seemed　to　stop；　and　wet；　cloaked

people　mounted　and　sat　mute　and　grey　in　stiff　rows　opposite　her；

their　umbrellas　between　their　knees。　The　windows　of　the　tram

grew　more　steamy；　opaque。　She　was　shut　in　with　these　unliving；

spectral　people。　Even　yet　it　did　not　occur　to　her　that　she　was

one　of　them