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Lawrence, D. H. (David Herbert), 1885-1930

"Sons and Lovers"

No wonder she protested.
She came with him to the door. He stood below in the mean street,
looking up at her. So fine she was in her stature and her bearing, she
reminded him of Juno dethroned. As she stood in the doorway, she winced
from the street, from her surroundings.
"And you will go with Mrs. Hodgkisson to Hucknall?"
He was talking quite meaninglessly, only watching her. Her grey eyes at
last met his. They looked dumb with humiliation, pleading with a kind of
captive misery. He was shaken and at a loss. He had thought her high and
mighty.
When he left her, he wanted to run. He went to the station in a sort of
dream, and was at home without realising he had moved out of her street.
He had an idea that Susan, the overseer of the Spiral girls, was about
to be married. He asked her the next day.
"I say, Susan, I heard a whisper of your getting married. What about
it?"
Susan flushed red.
"Who's been talking to you?" she replied.
"Nobody. I merely heard a whisper that you WERE thinking--"
"Well, I am, though you needn't tell anybody.


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