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日期:2020-08-04 09:12:44
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  She took off her scarf, but not her hat, and sat down to make tea. The toast would certainly be leathery. She put the tea-cosy over the tea-pot, and rose to get a little glass for her violets. The poor flowers hung over, limp on their stalks.
2.  `Yes, I feel something is wrong between men and women. A woman has no glamour for a man any more.'
3.  Connie and Clifford came home to Wragby in the autumn of 1920. Miss Chatterley, still disgusted at her brother's defection, had departed and was living in a little flat in London.
4.  Mrs Bolton ate with Mrs Betts in the housekeeper's room, since they were all agreeable. And it was curious how much closer the servants' quarters seemed to have come; right up to the doors of Clifford's study, when before they were so remote. For Mrs Betts would sometimes sit in Mrs Bolton's room, and Connie heard their lowered voices, and felt somehow the strong, other vibration of the working people almost invading the sitting-room, when she and Clifford were alone. So changed was Wragby merely by Mrs Bolton's coming.
5.  `Yes?'
6.  `A half-virgin!' replied Clifford, translating the phrase to be sure of it.

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1.  She listened with a dim kind of amazement.
2.  `And I consider you are insolent,' said Connie, with her colour up, panting a little.
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4.  Connie looked up at him at last. The child, her child, was just an `it' to him. It...it...it!
5.  `Thou still unravished bride of quietness,' he quoted. `It seems to fit flowers so much better than Greek vases.'
6.  The man faced lightly round, and saluted with a quick little gesture, a soldier!

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1.  `I tell you we must...we say such spiteful things to one another, about one another, behind our backs! I'm the worst.'
2.  She stared at him, dazed and transfixed, and he went over and kneeled beside her, and took her two feet close in his two hands, and buried his face in her lap, remaining motionless. She was perfectly dim and dazed, looking down in a sort of amazement at the rather tender nape of his neck, feeling his face pressing her thighs. In all her burning dismay, she could not help putting her hand, with tenderness and compassion, on the defenceless nape of his neck, and he trembled, with a deep shudder.
3.  But it was not really a refuge, a sanctuary, because she had no connexion with it. It was only a place where she could get away from the rest. She never really touched the spirit of the wood itself...if it had any such nonsensical thing.
4.  Clifford Chatterley was more upper-class than Connie. Connie was well-to-do intelligentsia, but he was aristocracy. Not the big sort, but still it. His father was a baronet, and his mother had been a viscount's daughter.
5.   `Will Connie go?' asked Clifford.
6.  There was something about him that Connie liked. He didn't put on airs to himself, he had no illusions about himself. He talked to Clifford sensibly, briefly, practically, about all the things Clifford wanted to know. He didn't expand or let himself go. He knew he had been asked down to Wragby to be made use of, and like an old, shrewd, almost indifferent business man, or big-business man, he let himself be asked questions, and he answered with as little waste of feeling as possible.

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1.  `But they shouldn't be!'
2.  `Do you think it necessary?' he asked, with his suavest English stiffness, for the two things often go together.
3.  He saluted, and made a slight movement of the head in affirmation.
4、  The world is supposed to be full of possibilities, but they narrow down to pretty few in most personal experience. There's lots of good fish in the sea...maybe...but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you're not mackerel or herring yourself you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
5、  Clifford stopped the chair, once through the gate, and the man came quickly, courteously, to close it.

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  • 帕尔哈提 08-03

      Mrs Bolton was most attentive and polite, seemed quite nice, spoke with a bit of a broad slur, but in heavily correct English, and from having bossed the sick colliers for a good many years, had a very good opinion of herself, and a fair amount of assurance. In short, in her tiny way, one of the governing class in the village, very much respected.

  • 苏堤 08-03

      L'amour avait possé par là, as somebody puts it. But he was a man of experience himself, and let life take its course. As for the mot a nervous invalid in the last few months of her life, she wanted her girls to be `free', and to `fulfil themselves'. She herself had never been able to be altogether herself: it had been denied her. Heaven knows why, for she was a woman who had her own income and her own way. She blamed her husband. But as a matter of fact, it was some old impression of authority on her own mind or soul that she could not get rid of. It had nothing to do with Sir Malcolm, who left his nervously hostile, high-spirited wife to rule her own roost, while he went his own way.

  • 刘绛雯 08-03

       Chapters 5

  • 阎肃 08-03

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

  • 张佳春 08-02

    {  As between the two men, Michaelis really had far more use for her than Clifford had. He had even more need of her. Any good nurse can attend to crippled legs! And as for the heroic effort, Michaelis was a heroic rat, and Clifford was very much of a poodle showing off.

  • 武士彟 08-01

      Connie considered this. `It isn't true,' she said. `Men can love women and talk to them. I don't see how they can love them without talking, and being friendly and intimate. How can they?'}

  • 卢敏 08-01

      `I'll take her to a doctor,' said Hilda at length. `Can you suggest a good one round here?'

  • 徐缓 08-01

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  • 焦迎新 07-31

       Connie always had a foreboding of the hopelessness of her affair with Mick, as people called him. Yet other men seemed to mean nothing to her. She was attached to Clifford. He wanted a good deal of her life and she gave it to him. But she wanted a good deal from the life of a man, and this Clifford did not give her; could not. There were occasional spasms of Michaelis. But, as she knew by foreboding, that would come to an end. Mick couldn't keep anything up. It was part of his very being that he must break off any connexion, and be loose, isolated, absolutely lone dog again. It was his major necessity, even though he always said: She turned me down!

  • 李岚田 07-29

    {  `Yes, life is all too simple!'

  • 孙奇茹 07-29

      And they were there, the short-stemmed flowers, rustling and fluttering and shivering, so bright and alive, but with nowhere to hide their faces, as they turned them away from the wind.

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