’

Gudrun looked at Ursula with steady, balancing eyes. She admired and despised her sister so much, both! Then, suddenly she averted her face, saying coldly, uglily:

‘Well, I’ve got no further than love, yet.’

Over Ursula’s mind flashed the thought: ‘Because you never HAVE loved, you can’t get beyond it.’

Gudrun rose, came over to Ursula and put her arm round her neck.

‘Go and find your new world, dear,’ she said, her voice clanging with false benignity. ‘After all, the happiest voyage is the quest of Rupert’s Blessed Isles.’

Her arm rested round Ursula’s neck, her fingers on Ursula’s