第69部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

。　The　conductor　came　down　issuing　tickets。　Each

little　ring　of　his　clipper　sent　a　pang　of　dread　through　her。　But

her　ticket　surely　was　different　from　the　rest。

They　were　all　going　to　work；　she　also　was　going　to　work。　Her

ticket　was　the　same。　She　sat　trying　to　fit　in　with　them。　But

fear　was　at　her　bowels；　she　felt　an　unknown；　terrible　grip　upon

her。

At　Bath　Street　she　must　dismount　and　change　trams。　She　looked

uphill。　It　seemed　to　lead　to　freedom。　She　remembered　the　many

Saturday　afternoons　she　had　walked　up　to　the　shops。　How　free　and

careless　she　had　been！

Ah；　her　tram　was　sliding　gingerly　downhill。　She　dreaded　every

yard　of　her　conveyance。　The　car　halted；　she　mounted　hastily。

She　kept　turning　her　head　as　the　car　ran　on；　because　she　was

uncertain　of　the　street。　At　last；　her　heart　a　flame　of　suspense；

trembling；　she　rose。　The　conductor　rang　the　bell　brusquely。

She　was　walking　down　a　small；　mean；　wet　street；　empty　of

people。　The　school　squatted　low　within　its　railed；　asphalt　yard；

that　shone　black　with　rain。　The　building　was　grimy；　and

horrible；　dry　plants　were　shadowily　looking　through　the

windows。

She　entered　the　arched　doorway　of　the　porch。　The　whole　place

seemed　to　have　a　threatening　expression；　imitating　the　church's

architecture；　for　the　purpose　of　domineering；　like　a　gesture　of

vulgar　authority。　She　saw　that　one　pair　of　feet　had　paddled

across　the　flagstone　floor　of　the　porch。　The　place　was　silent；

deserted；　like　an　empty　prison　waiting　the　return　of　tramping

feet。

Ursula　went　forwa