| CHAPTER I. | Sisters |
| CHAPTER II. | Shortlands |
| CHAPTER III. | Class-room |
| CHAPTER IV. | Diver |
| CHAPTER V. | In the Train |
| CHAPTER VI. | Crème de Menthe |
| CHAPTER VII. | Fetish |
| CHAPTER VIII. | Breadalby |
| CHAPTER IX. | Coal-dust |
| CHAPTER X. | Sketch-book |
| CHAPTER XI. | An Island |
| CHAPTER XII. | Carpeting |
| CHAPTER XIII. | Mino |
| CHAPTER XIV. | Water-party |
| CHAPTER XV. | Sunday Evening |
| CHAPTER XVI. | Man to Man |
| CHAPTER XVII. | The Industrial Magnate |
| CHAPTER XVIII. | Rabbit |
| CHAPTER XIX. | Moony |
| CHAPTER XX. | Gladiatorial |
| CHAPTER XXI. | Threshold |
| CHAPTER XXII. | Woman to Woman |
| CHAPTER XXIII. | Excurse |
| CHAPTER XXIV. | Death and Love |
| CHAPTER XXV. | Marriage or Not |
| CHAPTER XXVI. | A Chair |
| CHAPTER XXVII. | Flitting |
| CHAPTER XXVIII. | Gudrun in the Pompadour |
| CHAPTER XXIX. | Continental |
| CHAPTER XXX. | Snowed Up |
| CHAPTER XXXI. | Exeunt |
Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of theirfather’s house in Beldover, working and talking. Ursula was stitching apiece of brightly-coloured embroidery, and Gudrun was drawing upon a board whichshe held on her knee. They were mostly silent, talking as their thoughts strayedthrough their minds.
“Ursula,” said Gudrun, “don’t you really wantto get married?” Ursula laid her embroidery in her lap and looked up. Herface was calm and considerate.
“I