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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  The hut was quite cosy, panelled with unvarnished deal, having a little rustic table and stool beside her chair, and a carpenter's bench, then a big box, tools, new boards, nails; and many things hung from pegs: axe, hatchet, traps, things in sacks, his coat. It had no window, the light came in through the open door. It was a jumble, but also it was a sort of little sanctuary.
2.  She rose and went slowly towards home. As she went she heard a faint tapping away on the right, and stood still to listen. Was it hammering, or a woodpecker? It was surely hammering.
3.  He had lapsed into the vernacular. Connie hesitated; he was putting up an opposition. Was it his hut, after all?
4.  `Do you think it necessary?' he asked, with his suavest English stiffness, for the two things often go together.
5.  And Connie felt herself released, in another world, she felt she breathed differently. But still she was afraid of how many of her roots, perhaps mortal ones, were tangled with Clifford's. Yet still, she breathed freer, a new phase was going to begin in her life.
6.  `Me!' he said, almost fiercely; `he'll know nothing from me! You see if he does. Me give myself away! Ha! Ha!' he laughed hollowly, cynically, at such an idea. She watched him in wonder. He said to her: `May I kiss your hand arid go? I'll run into Sheffield I think, and lunch there, if I may, and be back to tea. May I do anything for you? May I be sure you don't hate me?---and that you won't?'---he ended with a desperate note of cynicism.

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1.  `With the child?' asked Connie.
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.  `Do you wonder? And do you think he employs his shining hours doing deeds of kindness?'
4.  Both sisters lived in their father's, really their mother's, Kensington housemixed with the young Cambridge group, the group that stood for `freedom' and flannel trousers, and flannel shirts open at the neck, and a well-bred sort of emotional anarchy, and a whispering, murmuring sort of voice, and an ultra-sensitive sort of manner. Hilda, however, suddenly married a man ten years older than herself, an elder member of the same Cambridge group, a man with a fair amount of money, and a comfortable family job in the government: he also wrote philosophical essays. She lived with him in a smallish house in Westminster, and moved in that good sort of society of people in the government who are not tip-toppers, but who are, or would be, the real intelligent power in the nation: people who know what they're talking about, or talk as if they did.
5.  `I do! this is the old England, the heart of it; and I intend to keep it intact.'
6.  `No?'

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1.  `None at all!' said Connie. `But oughtn't there to be?'
2.  `Oh, don't bother! let's get on with today,' said Olive. `Only hurry up with the breeding bottle, and let us poor women off.'
3.  It was as if thousands and thousands of little roots and threads of consciousness in him and her had grown together into a tangled mass, till they could crowd no more, and the plant was dying. Now quietly, subtly, she was unravelling the tangle of his consciousness and hers, breaking the threads gently, one by one, with patience and impatience to get clear. But the bonds of such love are more ill to loose even than most bonds; though Mrs Bolton's coming had been a great help.
4.  `Very well!' she said. `I'll see to it.'
5.   `And what will come after it?' asked Clifford.
6.  `I want this wood perfect...untouched. I want nobody to trespass in it,' said Clifford.

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1.  `Quite!' said Clifford. `But we've preserved it. Except for us it would go...it would be gone already, like the rest of the forest. One must preserve some of the old England!'
2.  `Will you turn the chair round and get it started? That makes it easier,' said Clifford.
3.  `Connie Mellors! Well, that's a nice name! And did you come out with your Daddy, and he shot a pussy? But it was a bad pussy!'
4、  `Oh do! do be impossible, General!' cried Olive.
5、  `A demi-vierge!' replied Connie vaguely. `Why? Why not?'

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  • 胡某某 08-05

      Her room was the only gay, modern one in the house, the only spot in Wragby where her personality was at all revealed. Clifford had never seen it, and she asked very few people up.

  • 宦璐 08-05

      `Why?' she said, a little breathless, as she looked at him. `You are, aren't you?'

  • 楚离陌 08-05

       `Here is the address of a good manservant, who was with an invalid patient of the doctor's till he died last month. He is really a good man, and fairly sure to come.'

  • 尼伦 08-05

      `And what will come after it?' asked Clifford.

  • 贺彩 08-04

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  • 步子稳 08-03

      The rain was abating. It was hardly making darkness among the oaks any more. Connie wanted to go; yet she sat on. But she was getting cold; yet the overwhelming inertia of her inner resentment kept her there as if paralysed.}

  • 沈性善 08-03

      `You couldn't go off at the same time as a man, could you? You'd have to bring yourself off! You'd have to run the show!'

  • 夏鲁平 08-03

      So the girls were `free', and went back to Dresden, and their music, and the university and the young men. They loved their respective young men, and their respective young men loved them with all the passion of mental attraction. All the wonderful things the young men thought and expressed and wrote, they thought and expressed and wrote for the young women. Connie's young man was musical, Hilda's was technical. But they simply lived for their young women. In their minds and their mental excitements, that is. Somewhere else they were a little rebuffed, though they did not know it.

  • 王景辉 08-02

       `Frankly, no! Nothing I had noticed.'

  • 熊文祥 07-31

    {  `Every sort of a good time, damn it, every sort! Dress, jewels up to a point, any nightclub you like, know anybody you want to know, live the pace...travel and be somebody wherever you go...Darn it, every sort of good time.'

  • 扎西·鲁 07-31

      `I tell you we must...we say such spiteful things to one another, about one another, behind our backs! I'm the worst.'

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