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delightedly：

〃I've　got　it　wrong；　I've　got　it　wrong。〃

〃Oh；　my　sirs；〃　said　Tilly　entering；　〃what　a　racket！〃

Brangwen　hushed　the　child　and　Anna　flipped　and　danced　on。　She

loved　her　wild　bursts　of　rowdiness　with　her　father。　Tilly　hated

it；　Mrs。　Brangwen　did　not　mind。

Anna　did　not　care　much　for　other　children。　She　domineered

them；　she　treated　them　as　if　they　were　extremely　young　and

incapable；　to　her　they　were　little　people；　they　were　not　her

equals。　So　she　was　mostly　alone；　flying　round　the　farm；

entertaining　the　farm…hands　and　Tilly　and　the　servant…girl；

whirring　on　and　never　ceasing。

She　loved　driving　with　Brangwen　in　the　trap。　Then；　sitting

high　up　and　bowling　along；　her　passion　for　eminence　and

dominance　was　satisfied。　She　was　like　a　little　savage　in　her

arrogance。　She　thought　her　father　important；　she　was　installed

beside　him　on　high。　And　they　spanked　along；　beside　the　high；

flourishing　hedge…tops；　surveying　the　activity　of　the

countryside。　When　people　shouted　a　greeting　to　him　from　the　road

below；　and　Brangwen　shouted　jovially　back；　her　little　voice　was

soon　heard　shrilling　along　with　his；　followed　by　her　chuckling

laugh；　when　she　looked　up　at　her　father　with　bright　eyes；　and

they　laughed　at　each　other。　And　soon　it　was　the　custom　for　the

passerby　to　sing　out：　〃How　are　ter；　Tom？　Well；　my　lady！〃　or

else；　〃Mornin'；　Tom；　mornin'；　my　Lass！〃　or　else；　〃You're　off

together　then？〃　or　else；　〃You're　lookin'　rarely；　you　two。〃

Anna　would　respond；　with　her　father：　〃How　are　you；　John！

Good　mornin'；　William！　Ay；　makin'　for　Derby；〃　shrilling

as　loudly　as　she　could。　Though　often；　in　respon