He died and went his way； but not before there was another
child。 And this little Ursula was his grandchild。 She was glad
of it。 For she still honoured him； though he had been
mistaken。
She； Lydia Brangwen； was sorry for him now。 He was
dead……he had scarcely lived。 He had never known her。 He had
lain with her； but he had never known her。 He had never received
what she could give him。 He had gone away from her empty。 So； he
had never lived。 So； he had died and passed away。 Yet there had
been strength and power in him。
She could scarcely forgive him that he had never lived。 If it
were not for Anna； and for this little Ursula； who had his
brows； there would be no more left of him than of a broken
vessel thrown away； and just remembered。
Tom Brangwen had served her。 He had e to her； and taken
from her。 He had died and gone his way into death。 But he had
made himself immortal in his knowledge with her。 So she had her
place here； in life； and in immortality。 For he had taken his
knowledge of her into death； so that she had her place in death。
〃In my father's house are many mansions。〃
She loved both her husbands。 To one she had been a naked
little girl…bride； running to serve him。 The other she loved out
of fulfilment； because he was good and had given her being；
because he had served her honourably； and bee her man； one