子浪小说

第40部分（第4页）

climbing　over　the　bars　of　the　stile；　in　her　red　pinafore；

swinging　in　peril　and　tumbling　over；　picking　herself　up　and

flitting　towards　him。　Sometimes　she　liked　to　ride　on　his

shoulder；　sometimes　she　preferred　to　walk　with　his　hand；

sometimes　she　would　fling　her　arms　round　his　legs　for　a　moment；

then　race　free　again；　whilst　he　went　shouting　and　calling　to

her；　a　child　along　with　her。　He　was　still　only　a　tall；　thin；

unsettled　lad　of　twenty…two。

It　was　he　who　had　made　her　her　cradle；　her　little　chair；　her

little　stool；　her　high　chair。　It　was　he　who　would　swing　her　up

to　table　or　who　would　make　for　her　a　doll　out　of　an　old

table…leg；　whilst　she　watched　him；　saying：

〃Make　her　eyes；　Daddy；　make　her　eyes！〃

And　he　made　her　eyes　with　his　knife。

She　was　very　fond　of　adorning　herself；　so　he　would　tie　a

piece　of　cotton　round　her　ear；　and　hang　a　blue　bead　on　it

underneath　for　an　ear…ring。　The　ear…rings　varied　with　a　red

bead；　and　a　golden　bead；　and　a　little　pearl　bead。　And　as　he　came

home　at　night；　seeing　her　bridling　and　looking　very

self…conscious；　he　took　notice　and　said：

〃So　youre　wearing　your　best　golden　and　pearl　ear…rings；

to…day？〃

〃Yes。〃

〃I　suppose　youve　been　to　see　the　queen？〃

〃Yes；　I　have。〃

〃Oh；　and　what　had　she　to　say？〃

〃She　said……she　said……You　wont　dirty　your　nice

white　frock。〃

He　gave　her　the　nicest　bits　from　his　plate；　putting　them　into

her　red；　moist　mouth。　And　he　would　make　on　a　piece　of

bread…and…butter　a　bird；　out　of　jam：　which　she　ate　with

extraordinary　relish。

After　the　tea…things　were　washed　up；　the　woman　went　away；

leaving　the　family　free。　Usually　Brangwen　helped　in　the　bathing

of　the　children。　He　held　long　discussions　with　his　child　as　she

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