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 you're wearing your best golden and pearl ear…rings；
to…day？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃I suppose you've been to see the queen？〃
〃Yes； I have。〃
〃Oh； and what had she to say？〃
〃She said……she said……'You won't 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
sat on his knee and he unfastened her clothes。 And he seemed to
be talking really of momentous things； deep moralities。 Then
suddenly she ceased to hear； having caught sight of a glassie
rolled into a corner。 She slipped away； and was in no hurry to
return。
〃e back here；〃 he said； waiting。 She became absorbed；
taking no notice。
〃e on；〃 he repeated； with a