The rest of the family were all of a block. To her mother the War was merely a matter of prices and scarcities5, to her father it was drink restrictions6 and the closing of public-houses, to Ivy7 it was picture postcards and boys in khaki, to Harry8 the unwilling performance of tasks which would otherwise have been done by more efficient hands, to Zacky the obscure man?uvres of a gang of small boys whose imaginations had been touched by militarism. To Nell alone belonged the fret9 and anxiety of the times, the shock of bad news, the struggle [69] of ineffectual small labours to win her a place in the great woe10.
To-day she was early for school, as she had meant to be, for at the church she stopped and sat down in the porch. St. Wilfred’s, Brownbread Street, was only a chapel-of-ease under the mother church of Dallington. It was new-built of sandstone, an unfortunate symbol of that Rock against which the gates of hell shall not prevail. The interior, glimpsed through the open door, was dim and medi?val, the first effect due to the deep tones of the stained-glass windows, where the saints wore robes of crimson12 and sapphire13 and passional violet, and the latter to the several dark oil paintings, and the thick gilt14 tracery of the screen, through which the altar showed richly coloured, with one winking15 red light before it.
The curate-in-charge of Brownbread Street was of medi?val tendencies, and did his best, both in service and sermon, to transport his congregation from the woodbine-age to the age of pilgrimages and monasteries16, with the result that, with unmedi?val licence, they sought illicit17 and heretical refreshment18 in Georgian Bethels and Victorian Tabernacles, where they could sing good Moody19 and Sankey tunes20, instead of treacherous21 Gregorians and wobbling Plainsong.
But Nell loved the low, soft, creeping tones of Gregory’s mode, loved the dimness, the mystery, the faint echo of Sarum ... and if in her love was a personal element which she denied, the church was not less a refuge from the coarse frustrations22 of her everyday life, such as the Forge was to Mr. Sumption and the Shop had been to Tom.
To-day the priest was at the altar, saying the Last Gospel. Nell could just see him from where she sat. He would be out in a couple of minutes. She watched him glide23 off into the shadows, then she rose and walked [70] down to the little wicket-gate, where the path from the porch met the path from the vestry. There was more colour in her cheeks than usual.
Now and then she looked anxiously across the road at the schoolhouse clock, where the large hand was creeping swiftly towards the hour. From the clock her eyes slewed24 round to the vestry door. At last the handle shook, and out came Mr. Poullett-Smith, walking hurriedly, with his cassock flapping round his legs. He did not seem to see Nell till he had nearly walked into her.
“Oh—er—good morning, Miss Beatup. I beg your pardon.”
“Good morning, Mr. Poullett-Smith. I—I wanted to tell you I’m so sorry I haven’t finished that book you lent me. I’m afraid I’ve kept it a terrible time.”
Her words came with a rush, blurred25 faintly in the last of a Sussex accent, and her eyes were fixed26 on his face with an almost childish eagerness which he could scarcely fail to notice.
“Oh, please don’t trouble. Keep the book as long as you like—the Sermons of St. Gregory, isn’t it?”
“Yes—I think they’re wonderful,” breathed Nell, hoping he would never know how difficult she found them to understand.
“They are indeed, and so stimulating27.”
The Rev11. Henry Poullett-Smith was a tall man, with a long nose, a slight stoop, and a waxy28 brownish skin that made him look like one of his own altar candles. As he spoke29 to Nell, he kept on glancing up the street, and when a girl on a bicycle came round the corner, he moved a few steps out into the road and took off his hat.
“Good morning, Miss Lamb.”
Marian Lamb, who was in Red Cross uniform, jumped off her bicycle and shook hands with him before she shook hands with Nell Beatup.
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“On your way to the hospital, I see.”
“Yes. I’m on morning duty this week.”
“Do you prefer that to the afternoons?”
“Not in summer. I do in winter, though.”
Nell felt ignored and insulted. She made no effort to join in this sprightly30 dialogue. There was something in the curate’s manner towards the other girl which seemed to stab her through with a sense of her inferiority, with memories of the coarse, muddling31 life of Worge to which she belonged. It was not that he showed more courtesy, but he seemed to show more freedom ... he was more at his ease with one of his own class.
Her cheeks burned. Of course she was not his equal. He might talk to her and lend her books, but he did it only out of kindness; probably looked upon it as a superior form of parish relief—doled32 the books as he doled blankets.... She shrugged33 away, and the movement made him at once turn to her with a remark:
“Have you been over the hospital, Miss Beatup?”
“No—I’ve never had time ... and I must hurry off now. Good morning!”
Even as she spoke she noticed that her voice was thick and drawly, unlike Miss Lamb’s sharp, clear tones. She gripped her satchel34 and hurried across the road to the schoolhouse.

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