The Swan Inn on Swan Square - rebuilt since Bennett's day
[Bennett's Duck Inn on Duck Square]
 

"There was a sudden roar in Duck Square, and then cries. "What can that be?" Hilda asked, low. "Some of the strikers," he answered, and went through the doors to the letter-hole in the central shutter, lifted the flap, and looked through.

A struggle was in progress at the entrance to the Duck Inn. One man was apparently drunk; others were jeering on the skirts of the lean crowd. "It's some sort of a fight among them," said Edwin loudly...."

Bennett: Clayhanger

"Duck Square was one of the oldest, if the least imposing, of all the public places in Bursley. It had no traffic across it, being only a sloping rectangle, like a vacant lot, with Trafalgar Road and Wedgwood Street for its exterior sides, and no outlet on its inner sides. The buildings on those inner sides were low and humble, and, as it were, withdrawn from the world, the chief of them being the ancient Duck Inn, where the hand-bellringers used to meet."

Bennett: Clayhanger