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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  He looked up at her with the full glance that saw everything, registered everything. At the same time, the infant crying in the night was crying out of his breast to her, in a way that affected her very womb.
2.  He glanced up at her curiously.
3.  `Nowhere! He was a Tevershall boy...son of a collier, I believe.'
4.  The queer thing was, he didn't. He came back towards tea-time with a large handful of violets and lilies, and the same hang-dog expression. Connie wondered sometimes if it were a sort of mask to disarm opposition, because it was almost too fixed. Was he really such a sad dog?
5.  Connie felt as if he had hit her in the face, and she changed colour. Then she gathered her defiance, and looked at him, her dark blue eyes blazing rather vaguely.
6.  And he wanted Clifford to marry and produce an heir. Clifford felt his father was a hopeless anachronism. But wherein was he himself any further ahead, except in a wincing sense of the ridiculousness of everything, and the paramount ridiculousness of his own position? For willy-nilly he took his baronetcy and Wragby with the last seriousness.

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1.  It was just dismal, and one had to put up with it. It was quite true, men had no real glamour for a woman: if you could fool yourself into thinking they had, even as she had fooled herself over Michaelis, that was the best you could do. Meanwhile you just lived on and there was nothing to it. She understood perfectly well why people had cocktail parties, and jazzed, and Charlestoned till they were ready to drop. You had to take it out some way or other, your youth, or it ate you up. But what a ghastly thing, this youth! You felt as old as Methuselah, and yet the thing fizzed somehow, and didn't let you be comfortable. A mean sort of life! And no prospect! She almost wished she had gone off with Mick, and made her life one long cocktail party, and jazz evening. Anyhow that was better than just mooning yourself into the grave.
2.  `Oh, but I do think we honestly like one another,' said Hammond.
3.  `No, leave it for a time. I'll have it done later.'
4.  `Then I'll take her to London, where we have a doctor we trust.'
5.  Connie looked, and there, sure enough, was a big black cat, stretched out grimly, with a bit of blood on it.
6.  `Oh, good!'

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1.  Out of the disapproving silence came Berry's anxious question:
2.  She was kind to Connie, and tried to worm into her woman's soul with the sharp gimlet of her well-born observations.
3.  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.
4.  `And now, I suppose you'll hate me!' he said in a quiet, inevitable way. She looked up at him quickly.
5.   He looked at her steadily, with his full, pale-blue eyes.
6.  `What did you do all afternoon?' he said.

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1.  `What pussy, dear?'
2.  `Not at all! You can marry.'
3.  But Clifford was not like that. His whole race was not like that. They were all inwardly hard and separate, and warmth to them was just bad taste. You had to get on without it, and hold your own; which was all very well if you were of the same class and race. Then you could keep yourself cold and be very estimable, and hold your own, and enjoy the satisfaction of holding it. But if you were of another class and another race it wouldn't do; there was no fun merely holding your own, and feeling you belonged to the ruling class. What was the point, when even the smartest aristocrats had really nothing positive of their own to hold, and their rule was really a farce, not rule at all? What was the point? It was all cold nonsense.
4、  `Even snails only eat them, and bees don't ravish.'
5、  Olive was reading a book about the future, when babies would be bred in bottles, and women would be `immunized'.

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  • 马萨 08-08

      `Was Mellors there?'

  • 拉宾 08-08

      So Connie watched him fixedly. And the same solitary aloneness she had seen in him naked, she now saw in him clothed: solitary, and intent, like an animal that works alone, but also brooding, like a soul that recoils away, away from all human contact. Silently, patiently, he was recoiling away from her even now. It was the stillness, and the timeless sort of patience, in a man impatient and passionate, that touched Connie's womb. She saw it in his bent head, the quick quiet hands, the crouching of his slender, sensitive loins; something patient and withdrawn. She felt his experience had been deeper and wider than her own; much deeper and wider, and perhaps more deadly. And this relieved her of herself; she felt almost irresponsible.

  • 曾敏 08-08

       So they had given the gift of themselves, each to the youth with whom she had the most subtle and intimate arguments. The arguments, the discussions were the great thing: the love-making and connexion were only a sort of primitive reversion and a bit of an anti-climax. One was less in love with the boy afterwards, and a little inclined to hate him, as if he had trespassed on one's privacy and inner freedom. For, of course, being a girl, one's whole dignity and meaning in life consisted in the achievement of an absolute, a perfect, a pure and noble freedom. What else did a girl's life mean? To shake off the old and sordid connexions and subjections.

  • 沈国军 08-08

      `But don't you think there is something special about him?' she asked.

  • 江参 08-07

    {  Connie felt there was truth in this. But she also felt that Mick was hardly making a display of selflessness.

  • 周德里 08-06

      When they came to the hazel grove, Connie suddenly ran forward, and opened the gate into the park. As she stood holding it, the two men looked at her in passing, Clifford critically, the other man with a curious, cool wonder; impersonally wanting to see what she looked like. And she saw in his blue, impersonal eyes a look of suffering and detachment, yet a certain warmth. But why was he so aloof, apart?}

  • 李燕 08-06

      The man faced lightly round, and saluted with a quick little gesture, a soldier!

  • 明-梅-易-法格尔 08-06

      `A half-virgin!' replied Clifford, translating the phrase to be sure of it.

  • 胡振锋 08-05

       `Oh, there's nothing sacrosanct about a silver tea-pot,' said Connie.

  • 袁碰元 08-03

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  • 龙沁雨 08-03

      The child looked at her, with bold, dark eyes of scrutiny, sizing her up, and her condolence.

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