I've Never Read a Book Like This Before, but I Like It

I've always been interested in literature about that moment when people long to leave the comforts of home. I was thinking, this poor girl cannot get off the farm. She goes into town, finally, in her finery, and there are cows and dung everywhere. There's almost a refusal of the sensuality of the landscape on her part at the beginning of the story. And then john roland kind of forces her to look at it. It seems as if mary, after going to the party and then looking at the landscape once again, and seeing her house in the distance, perhaps has decided to forestall that process of leaving home.