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CHAPTER IITHE BIRTH OF PAUL,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], AND ANOTHER BATTLE（II）　　They were both angry, but she said nothing. The baby beganto cry, and Mrs. Morel, picking up a saucepan from the hearth,accidentally knocked Annie on the head, whereupon the girl beganto whine, and Morel to shout at her. In the midst of this pandemonium,William looked up at the big glazed text over the mantelpieceand read distinctly:　　"God Bless Our Home!"　　Whereupon Mrs. Morel, trying to soothe the baby, jumped up,rushed at him,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], boxed his ears, saying:　　"What are YOU putting in for?"　　And then she sat down and laughed, till tears ran overher cheeks, while William kicked the stool he had been sitting on,and Morel growled:　　"I canna see what there is so much to laugh at."　　One evening, directly after the parson's visit, feeling unableto bear herself after another display from her husband,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she tookAnnie and the baby and went out. Morel had kicked William,and the mother would never forgive him.　　She went over the sheep-bridge and across a corner of themeadow to the cricket-ground. The meadows seemed one space of ripe,evening light, whispering with the distant mill-race. She saton a seat under the alders in the cricket-ground, and frontedthe evening. Before her, level and solid,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],spread the big green cricket-field, like the bed of a sea of light. Children played in the bluish shadow of the pavilion. Many rooks,high up, came cawing home across the softly-woven sky. They stoopedin a long curve down into the golden
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