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2.  `Where did you go?'
3.  `Haven't you looked at the child!' asked Hilda, gazing at him full stare. He looked rather like a huge, boiled crayfish at the moment; or so she thought.
4.  `I mean as 'appen Ah can find anuther pleece as'll du for rearin' th' pheasants. If yer want ter be 'ere, yo'll non want me messin' abaht a' th' time.'
5.  He looked into Connie's eyes, laconic, contemptuous, not hiding his feelings. And again Connie flushed; she felt she had been making a scene, the man did not respect her.
6.  `No, Sir!' came the ready, neutral words.

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1.  `Why should it? Not a bit! I look at Charlie May, and the rest of the men who have affairs...No, I don't envy them a bit! If fate sent me a woman I wanted, well and good. Since I don't know any woman I want, and never see one...why, I presume I'm cold, and really like some women very much.'
2.  `There's a dear!' laughed Connie, and she moved away, saying `Good morning', heartily relieved to get away from the contact.
3.  `But you do believe in something?'
4.  `Am I late, Clifford?' she said, putting down the few flowers and taking up the tea-caddy, as she stood before the tray in her hat and scarf. `I'm sorry! Why didn't you let Mrs Bolton make the tea?'
5.  `Even snails only eat them, and bees don't ravish.'
6.  Sniffs; then very affectedly in a piping voice: `Connie Mellors!'

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1.  And he soon became rather superb, somewhat lordly with the nurse. She had rather expected it, and he played up without knowing. So susceptible we are to what is expected of us! The colliers had been so like children, talking to her, and telling her what hurt them, while she bandaged them, or nursed them. They had always made her feel so grand, almost super-human in her administrations. Now Clifford made her feel small, and like a servant, and she accepted it without a word, adjusting herself to the upper classes.
2.  `Money!' he said. `Money is a sort of instinct. It's a sort of property of nature in a man to make money. It's nothing you do. It's no trick you play. It's a sort of permanent accident of your own nature; once you start, you make money, and you go on; up to a point, I suppose.'
3.  Sniffs; then very affectedly in a piping voice: `Connie Mellors!'
4.  `If your Ladyship wishes.'
5.   `Lascivious! well, why not---? I can't see I do a woman any more harm by sleeping with her than by dancing with her...or even talking to her about the weather. It's just an interchange of sensations instead of ideas, so why not?'
6.  `I'll come to you,' she said.

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1.  `On'y as 'appen yo'd like the place ter yersen, when yer did come, an' not me messin' abaht.'
2.  Michaelis arrived duly, in a very neat car, with a chauffeur and a manservant. He was absolutely Bond Street! But at right of him something in Clifford's county soul recoiled. He wasn't exactly... not exactly...in fact, he wasn't at all, well, what his appearance intended to imply. To Clifford this was final and enough. Yet he was very polite to the man; to the amazing success in him. The bitch-goddess, as she is called, of Success, roamed, snarling and protective, round the half-humble, half-defiant Michaelis' heels, and intimidated Clifford completely: for he wanted to prostitute himself to the bitch-goddess, Success also, if only she would have him.
3.  `I've already discussed it with her,' said Hilda.
4、  If you were young, you just set your teeth, and bit on and held on, till the money began to flow from the invisible; it was a question of power. It was a question of will; a subtle, subtle, powerful emanation of will out of yourself brought back to you the mysterious nothingness of money a word on a bit of paper. It was a sort of magic, certainly it was triumph. The bitch-goddess! Well, if one had to prostitute oneself, let it be to a bitch-goddess! One could always despise her even while one prostituted oneself to her, which was good.
5、  `What did he say?'

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  • 范昕建 08-11

      He went in front of her down the garden path to hold the gate. In his shirt, without the clumsy velveteen coat, she saw again how slender he was, thin, stooping a little. Yet, as she passed him, there was something young and bright in his fair hair, and his quick eyes. He would be a man about thirty-seven or eight.

  • 瓦尔迪斯·东布罗夫斯基斯 08-11

      `Well then we're all plucked apples,' said Hammond, rather acidly and petulantly.

  • 黄胜明 08-11

       `Oh, nothing: just his manner; and he said he knew nothing about keys.'

  • 李恺然 08-11

      `I deny that Bolshevism is logical, it rejects the major part of the premisses,' said Hammond.

  • 汤婧 08-10

    {  Connie pondered this.

  • 蒋昆 08-09

      `But modelled in the earth,' she retorted, with a prompt contradiction, that surprised her a little.}

  • 蒲正兵 08-09

      `You're coming round to my room tonight, aren't you? I don't darn know where your room is.'

  • 袁枚 08-09

      `Oh!' she said in repulsion.

  • 蒲忠 08-08

       Connie did a mild form of war-work, and consorted with the flannel-trousers Cambridge intransigents, who gently mocked at everything, so far. Her `friend' was a Clifford Chatterley, a young man of twenty-two, who had hurried home from Bonn, where he was studying the technicalities of coal-mining. He had previously spent two years at Cambridge. Now he had become a first lieutenant in a smart regiment, so he could mock at everything more becomingly in uniform.

  • 叶筱羽 08-06

    {  `Mellors!' called Clifford.

  • 张荔英 08-06

      She went quietly in to Clifford. He thought how handsome she looked, but also he shrank from her. His wife's family did not have his sort of manners, or his sort of etiquette. He considered them rather outsiders, but once they got inside they made him jump through the hoop.

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