dunno about terrible。〃
〃I do feel frightened；〃 said Ursula。 〃The children seem
so〃
〃What？〃 said Miss Harby； entering at that moment。
〃Why；〃 said Ursula； 〃Mr。 Brunt says I ought to tackle my
class；〃 and she laughed uneasily。
〃Oh； you have to keep order if you want to teach；〃 said Miss
Harby； hard； superior； trite。
Ursula did not answer。 She felt non valid before them。
〃If you want to be let to live； you have；〃 said Mr。
Brunt。
〃Well； if you can't keep order； what good are you？〃 said Miss
Harby。
〃An' you've got to do it by yourself；〃……his voice rose
like the bitter cry of the prophets。 〃You'll get no help
from anybody。〃
〃Oh； indeed！〃 said Miss Harby。 〃Some people can't be helped。〃
And she departed。
The air of hostility and disintegration； of wills working in
antagonistic subordination； was hideous。 Mr。 Brunt； subordinate；
afraid； acid with shame； frightened her。 Ursula wanted to run。
She only wanted to clear out； not to understand。
Then Miss Schofield came in； and with her another； more
restful note。 Ursula at once turned for confirmation to the
newer。 Maggie remained personal within all this unclean
system of authority。
〃Is the big Anderson here？〃 she asked of Mr。 Brunt。 And they
spoke of some affair about two scholars； coldly； officially。
Miss Schofield took her brown dish； and Ur